BEFORE 12PM

LOOK AT JULIEN'S ON NANIA

Julien's deliberately took a day off to accompany Nania all day in the hospital. A bowl of wheat porridge was already in Julien's hands to feed on Nania. A glass of water has also been prepared by Julien's to drink Nania on a small table.

Nania seems to be still limp with her condition. His face was still pale, with my eyes clearly visible. His hands were still wrapped in an infusion hose. Also with oxygen cylinders that still have to be used by Nania. Conditions are still not restored, although Nania said if there is little change. But it is far from hope. He should stay on a complete break.

Before feeding the porridge into Nania's mouth. Julien's checked Nania's body temperature first. He put his hand on Nania's forehead. It still feels hot, even hot enough. So Julien's about to do a compress on Nania's forehead. But Nania refused, the hospital equipment was enough. So that it will immediately relieve the heat from Nania.

Julien's understood, so he didn't have to force a compress on Nania's forehead. He began to scoop up the wheat porridge that was about to be fed to Nania.

One full mouthful landed in Nania's mouth. But the actual porridge had a slightly sweet taste, tasted bland when greeting Nania's tongue. No taste at all. That first one was enough for him.

Julien's again asked Nania to eat a second bribe. But Nania refused. He didn't have any appetite this morning. Nania refused it. But Julien's who did not want Nania only a little to eat the wheat porridge. Julien's back tried to feed a spoonful of wheat porridge into Nania's mouth.

Nania finally wanted to eat a spoonful of wheat porridge. But it just landed in his mouth. Nania immediately spewed out the wheat porridge. So that it stains all his clothes.

Julien's as a quick-witted husband. Directly clean Nania's clothes affected by vomit. With great care, Julien's cleaned Nania's clothes.

Nania watches closely as Julien's cleans up the vomit that soiled her clothes. She was so impressed by the attention Julien's had given her. Where Julien's loved her so much with all his heart.

"Thank you you so good, dear." Nania.

"Have you eaten yourself?" Nania asked with a faint expression.

Julien's speechless. Then with a doubtful face he replied.

"It's been..... I've eaten." Julien's Terang.

"I'm not sure you've eaten. You must be lying to me." Nania.

"How do you know I haven't eaten yet?" Challenge Julien's.

Suddenly there was a rumbling sound from Julien's stomach so loudly. So that it became the answer to the question posed by Nania to him.

"Hmmm... Without me having to prove it too, your stomach alone can answer." Clearly Nania was laughing.

Julien's instantly embarrassed by the voice emanating from his stomach. He can't lie to Nania anymore. Because her own stomach tells her that Julien's not having breakfast this morning.

Finally Julien's breakfast with a porridge of wheat that was not eaten by Nania. One mouthful after another began to fill his empty stomach. Until the sound of rumbling in his stomach is no longer heard.