Sinar Cinta Ramadhan
Not Coming Home.

Rama immediately moved Wilona onto the sofa. Soon he took the eucalyptus oil in the P3K box, rubbed it on Wilona's nose and legs, hoping that Wilona would wake up soon.

"Will, Wil! Conscious Wil." Rama shook Wilona's body slowly. Wilona did not wake up.

"Laila! I have to ask for his help" Rama murmured later.

Haven't had time to press the phone button, Wilona was sober. Rama stopped himself to call his wife.

"Alhamdulilah Wil, you finally realized," said Rama gratefully.

"Eu, why me, sir?" ask Wilona.

"You fainted, you seem to be exhausted. We'd better go home. Let me take you," said Rama.

"No need sir, it's ten in the evening. Your wife must have been waiting for you" said Wilona.

"It's okay, I have to take responsibility for you. You are exhausted because I took you overtime until this late," said Rama.

Wilona tried to bagkit from her seat, but she could not walk properly, she staggered, because she felt dizzy.

"Wil, are you okay?" Rama tried to break it. "I'm sorry" said Rama as he held Wilona's shoulder.

"You can ride a bike? If not, I'll just order a taxi" Rama said.

"No need sir, I can" Wilona said.

Rama immediately took the motor and turned it on. "You can ride, right?" rama asked while wearing his helmet.

"Yes sir, I can" said Wilona.

Rama quickly took his bike slowly. In the middle of the road suddenly Wilona almost strayed back. Rama stopped his march.

"Wil, are you okay?" ask Rama.

"I'm dizzy. Sorry sir, can I hold it to your waist?" ask Wilona.

Rama was stunned by the question, he was fixated not to answer it.

"No, nothing, sir. If you object, I can hold onto the iron back" said Wilona who saw Rama objected.

"yeah, Wilona. If you want to hold it to my waist it's okay. I understand you are sick" said Rama.

"Thank you sir" said Wilona.

With Rama's heart willing to let Wilona, he was worried that something might happen to him. As his boss he has to take responsibility for what happened to Wilona.

Wilona kept her hands on Rama's waist slowly with hesitation. Until suddenly there was a motor grazing him, making Wilona's hand escaped circular in the stomach of Rama because of surprise.

"I'm sorry, sir," said Wilona.

Rama was surprised, he was not comfortable with this situation, very eager to get to Wilona's house, and free from this guilt.

Arriving at Wilona's rented house. Wilona fainted again. Rama is confused by what happened to him. He lifted Wilona up on his bed and immediately reached into his pants pocket to pick up a cell phone.

I don't know where the phone is running, Rama can't find it.

"Damn, where's the phone" said Rama with an anxious face.

"Wil, wake up, Wil." Rama kept trying to wake Wilona up. The look of Laila's hand-off watch, which has never slipped out of her hand, has shown at eleven o'clock at night.

"Yes Allah. Laila must be waiting for me," muttered Rama anxiously.

Time continued to pass thirty minutes Rama passed just by waiting for Wilona realized, he had done various things, unfortunately Wilona was still unconscious.

"O Allah, I must ask for whose help, it is late" Rama murmured, looking out for a passer-by to call for help. But unfortunately not a single person crossed there this late.

Desperate Rama dropped down on a small chair beside the exit, hoping someone would come by.

Suddenly it occurred to Rama to find Wilona's mobile phone. He searched in Wilona's bag but could not find it.

"Dam. There is no way I reached it there," said Rama with frustration.

"But if I don't do it. Laila will worry about me. I have to call him" said Rama.

With an increasingly agitated heart, Rama ventured to take Wilona's mobile phone. When Rama was about to put his hand on the back of the woman's body, he was aghast awake.

"Sir Rama, what do you want me to do?" Wilona curled her legs to protect herself.

"Wil, thank goodness you woke up. I'm sorry I didn't mean anything. I'd like to pinjem your phone to call my wife."Rama tried to explain his situation.

Wilona realizes her handphone in her back pocket and trusts all Rama's talk.

"I'm sorry, sir, you must be worried about your wife. Here's the phone" Wilona said, handing Rama his handphone.

"Thank God you didn't misunderstand me" Rama said, taking Wilona's cell phone.

"Do you have my wife's phone number?" ask Rama.

"No, sir," Wilona replied, shaking her head.

"Akh, then how can I contact him. Shit." Rama looks frustrated.

"Eu, I'm sorry, sir. Because of me Father so like this," said Wilona while looking down regretfully.

"No, nothing Wil, but now you're better, right?" rama asked, looking at Wilona's face.

"Yes, sir, now I've improved. Better get home soon. Thank you for helping me, hopefully your wife is not angry" Wilona said gently.

"Hopefully my wife understands. I went home first, Wil. You just rest, tomorrow you can take a leave, restore your body first, do not let you faint again," said Rama.

"Yes sir, thank you" said Wilona.

Rama soon moved from there. Wilona drove him to the front door. Once again, misfortune befell Rama. The motorcycle tire looks flat.

"Damn!" Rama is getting frustrated while hitting his bike.

"Why sir?" ask Wilona.

"The bike is deflated" replied Rama.

"Pallies? How dong sir? It's twelve o'clock tonight. There are no public vehicles at this hour" Wilona said.

Rama just looked down and could not say anything more.

In a restroom, Laila seemed troubled waiting for the return of her husband, many times contacting his cellphone only getting answers from the operator.

The office security officer in contact with Laila said her husband had been home with Wilona since ten. Various questions gathered in Laila's mind.

Where, where, what, what happened. All of this kept on stirring his mind.

"Where's my husband? May she be okay? Did he drive Wilona to her house? Why is this hour not home yet? What do they not ... Oh no God don't let me think badly of them. Astagfirullah haladzim, keep away my bad thoughts, O Allah." Laila paced in her room her chest began to feel tight, question mark worries and suspicions mixed into one.

Laila goes to Fauziah's room, which seems to be waiting for the son's return.

"Mother, Rama hasn't come home yet." Laila approached her mother-in-law.

"Some days Rama often went home at night. It's late night he came home, it's one in the morning he didn't come, mother was worried something happened to him," said Fauziah.

"We need to calm down, Mom. Rama must be fine" said Laila to appease Fauziah.

Laila and Fauziah decide to wait for Rama together in the living room. They didn't feel like their eyes were closed in that place. Until the sound of the morning Adhan, both of them woke up to whisper eyes.

"Rama! Has he not come home yet?" asked Fauziah who was still whispering in his eyes.

Laila shook her head, then tried to see her in the room, the room was still empty no one.

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