All because of Angel
Chapter 64
“Obati wound, Angel. Don't leave it,”
“But I'm fine. You don't have to worry,”
Andrean clucked softly at his wife's answer which inexplicably upset him. Angel should have done what he said, not denied. And that's for his good too. Andrean believes that soon, Angel's hand will be bruised. He often experiences that. From red, then it will turn blue. Imagining the pain alone has made Andrean not bear. Until now Andrean is still wondering who has made his wife's hand like that.
Andrean did not believe his wife's explanation that said that he fell and his hand accidentally hit the leg of the chair. I tried to believe but it was difficult because I saw the fingers.
“Now you take a shower, I will treat. I compress with warm water, and I give you a mint aromatherapy oil maybe? Let relieve his pain,”
“Andrean, this doesn't hurt one bit. You take it easy,”
“I can't believe, Angel. Because I have, even experienced it a few times. Don't argue with me anymore. Now you take a shower,”
Angel did not dare to make a sound again because her husband had spoken firmly like that. Angel was afraid her husband was angry.
“Usually quiet, once angry people can look creepy and I don't want to make Ean mad at me,”
*****
“Andrean, why bring water in a bowl? What is it for?”
“Whispering, I don't allow you to ask, Auris,”
“Gosh, why am I forbidden to ask? I ‘kan curious. What is it for?” Auristella asked the older brother, whom she saw coming out of the kitchen with a transparent bowl of water.
“To compress his hand Angel,”
“What's Angel's hand? Pain huh?”
“What am I compressing for if I don't get sick, my dear sister?”
“Indeed why what? I mean, did it have a knife?”
“You're chatty, ask a lot,”
Auristella clucked in annoyance at her brother's words. Can't be asked a little length, Andrean must be upset.
“Why can't you just answer without getting angry?”
“I'm not angry. Already yes, I'm going to the room first,”
Auristella shook her head to see her brother leave with a bowl. Auristella became curious what made Auristella's hand hurt until her duam wanted to compress.
Auristella finally decided to hurry. He walked while calling his eldest brother.
“Ean, wait for me, Ean!”
“Why did that chatter follow me try?”
Andrean looked back to find his sister walking quickly trying to follow him.
“Why, Auris?“
Andrean asked but his foot still stepped up and it irritated his sister. “I'm coming,”
“Where? I don't want to go,”
“I want to see the state of Angel, indeed can not?”
Angel finally managed to embrace the shoulder of his eldest brother and now they climb the stairs together.
“Bby,”
“Yeay,”
Auristella immediately hugged Andrean and it made Andrean instantly remind her.
“Don't get too close, I brought some pretty hot water,”
“Why the hell? I want to hug you,”
“Do not, fear this water spilled. What are you hugging me anyway? Tumben once,”
“I miss you, my dear brother. I haven't hugged you since you came home from Turkey ‘kan?”
“Are you waiting for a hand? Relax, it has been prepared by Angel,” said Andrean who does not believe that his sister really influenced him. Because during this time Auristella often complained about the cold attitude of her eldest brother, until several times invited Andrean to the north pole only because Auristella said, Andrean is more suitable there.
“I really miss you! Not expecting anything!”
“Ah so apparently. Really miss me or just annoyed because I'm home?”
“How can you talk like that, Ean?”
“Yes because you ‘kan often annoy me,”
“But I love you, of course,”
“Ironically I don't love you,”
“Heh! Your outrageous yes!”
Arriving at the room, the chatter between sister and brother ended. Angel opened the door of Andrean's room and immediately walked up to Angel who was sitting in front of the mirror.
“Hey the door should not be left closed. You yes, just play in my room, this one has a room not yet entered,”
Auristella immediately retreated as Andrean reprimanded her who just walked in after opening the room door while Andrean carrying a bowl behind her almost got hit by the door that was about to close itself.
“Iya sorry, my dear brother,”
“Marken, Ris. Honestly, because you almost never are,”
“Thou are evil once. Why am I disgusting in your eyes, Ean?”
“Not you, but your call is for me. Usually there is also no call ‘my dear sister’ why now there?”
“Yes because I ‘kan your dear sister,”
“I'm glad to see you two having this kind of debate,”
“Why am I happy? Aren't you dizzy, Angel?”
Angel shook her head to answer the husband's question. Instead, he wants a small debate between brother and sister. But it is not a quarrel that hurts the physical, nor the heart. Precisely with a small debate like the one between Andrean and Angel actually makes the brotherhood more tight.
“You with your brother ever argue?”
“If we are more towards quarreling, Auris. If only you knew, I even had to feel a fight every day that I never really wanted. But brother hates me so much that there is always a reason to fight,” Angel sat up while observing Andrean and Angel.
“Angel, your hand why? The wounds? Ean wants to compress it,”
“I'm fine but Andrean can't believe,”
“Try me to see,”
Honestly Angel was nervous when Auristella pulled slowly on her right hand. Auristella squinted her eyes as she watched Angel's red hands.
“Why red?”
“Because of chair legs,”
“Since when did the chair feet form the fingers of a human hand? It seems like someone hurt you but you lied. Yes ‘kan, Darling?”
Angel immediately shook her head answering Andrean's true suspicions.
“If anyone hurts you, don't report it to Ean. He ‘kan right to know because he's your husband, Angel,”
“Iya take it easy. I'd be honest if anyone hurt me,”
“Ean wants you to be okay, yes ‘kan, my dear Brother Ean?”
Andrean clucked and immediately covered his sister's face with one hand. “Do not call me sweet like that huh. You know that's ridiculous? usually also sucks, now suddenly sweet,”
“Good!”
“Do not do that. He loves you, Ean,”
“Yes, but it's weird that his nosy mouth suddenly calls me that soft and sweet. That's why I think he asked for something from Turkey. I said, you have prepared it, yes ‘kan?”
“I don't expect anything, I just miss my sister,”
“Listen, your sister just misses. So be sweet too,”
Andrean snorted unwillingly to listen to the words of his wife who was on Auristella's side right now.
“Call me dear sister too, Ean. If it wasn't wrong, was it? Now again, please,”
“No,”
“Oh, or want me to hug?“
Andrean placed the bowl of water on Angel's dressing table. He would compress his wife's hand but was bullied by his sister who purposely hugged tightly from the side.
“Jeez, Auris. Looks like you deliberately upset me huh?”
“I'm afraid you can't I hug again like this later,”
“Why do you think like that?”
“Yes because—-because you're a dad again, that's right no?”
“Hah? What?”
“So dad?”
Angel and Andrean are both confused to hear the words of Auristella who somehow can think that Andrean is soon to be a father.
“Gosh, where did you hear the fake news, Auris? Hmm?“
“Ya if not, aamiin right first, talk can be prayer,”
