
بسم الله الرحمن الرحيم
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I was still by his side, the doctor said he was just exhausted but why did he still not open his eyes. I breathed heavily and exhaled slowly. Get out of there to ask Aisyah for my wife's best friend. He sat restlessly on the living room sofa, I approached and sat down on the single sofa.
“do you wake up?” askinya. I nodded slowly, in response.
“how can he be like that?” I try to look calm in front of him.
“when I saw him come his face was already haggard and pale. As if he was doing heavy work a day last night, the way he walked was also strange, every foot he stepped he hissed the agility. I asked him if he was just shaking in response and smiling. After that we go in and carry out our last UTS. At the top he doesn't want me to take a bag or anywhere, usually we'll sit in the park while eating lunch, but not he just sits on his lap. He even prayed in class that he never did, so I accompanied him with prayers and ate in class. Until finally we were going home and he passed out in front of the classroom door with a face of pain and pallor.” Aisha's story, with a sad feeling.
“you.. oh he means the three of you are not torturing?” he pointed it at the three men.
Daniel and Anthony just shook their heads with flat faces while I went from there ignoring the question.
In the morning I woke up with a sick body, due to sleep sitting but I was surprised when he was not on the bed, until I heard his soft voice and I turned to him who was praying in his prayer. My heart is at peace seeing him like that, but the recesses of my heart feel guilty about my treatment of him. After he finished with his prayer he folded his face and was about to walk to put his prayer equipment. But I swiftly carried him, making his body freeze he did not look at me his face paled violently. I put him in bed and sat next to him. Take over the prayer kit and put it in the nightstand closet. Then I focused on him and I got ready as he looked at me weakly. Her tiny shaking hand unbuttoned her pajamas, the view turned blank.
“you want to take a shower?” my question is, he's shaking.
“this is not what you want. The availability of me to serve you, the reason you married me” he said weakly, making me ready until his pajamas button open perfectly and look white underwear. I breathed heavily, and then my hands stretched out to him. Shaking back one by one her pajamas buttons made her look at me in wonder.
“ rest..!! I go for a while.” I said after pajamas and left from there. Stepping away full of anger and punching my hand against the wall made a sound of a thump and Aunt Maggie hysterically shouting at the sight of my blistering and bleeding hand, she stared at my horrified hand.
“ayo aunty treat!” bring it, bring it, I just kept quiet like a statue I didn't even realize that my aunt had taken me to the kitchen sitting me in a chair and I began to realize when the cold liquid permeated my wounded skin and was mixed with pain but not at all i felt.
“bibi doesn't tell you what you're doing. But you should know, aunt lost a cheerful lady. But I'm sure you can bring that smile back. Auntie sure everything you do because you feel angry and disappointed for what you did to your wife.” He spoke softly while wrapping my wounds with bandages.
Then he looked at me inside, locking my eyes in his gaze.
“if you regret it by being next to him, because someone will recover if the wound maker heals it. Lower your ego a little and say your regrets to him.” He said at the end and left me who reflected on his words.
I went home after work out, ran around the house, smoked and this time I avoided wine.
“tell Daniel and my two secretaries to stop my work today!” I said to uncle Anthony who was having breakfast at the dinner table. He nodded without asking, and I left without a care.
Under the cold shower, I thought back to what was happening. Usually even if I do things that are vile or overreaching I've never been this confused or frustrated. But this time it was different, my heart seemed to lead me to be the worst man because of my depravity for him. Yeah, it's just him where my heart doesn't match my brain. And this makes me sorry.
After cleaning myself out with my black bedrobe, here's a pair with hers hanging in the bathroom. When I came out of the bathroom, I saw him sitting on the bed like he wanted to go to the bathroom.
I stepped closer, and carrying his body in my arms spontaneously he put his hand on my neck, and then I placed him on the closet carefully.
“euh.. thanks” said. I looked at him where those eyes did not radiate fear to me anymore, his face was fresher than yesterday.
“if you're done yell and call me!” message me before leaving.
I waited almost 20 minutes like a fool, where he was still inside. If only his condition was normal maybe I had yelled at him who took a bath for too long, even though his body was still not too healthy. Until the click came from the sliding door of the bathroom and I saw him who was already wearing a bedroob and his hair was slightly wet.
“eums…
“apa?” I asked quickly, when he hesitated to say it.
“can ask please get me a shirt and shirt.it..!” he said timidly, I who understood immediately went from there to take his request shortly I returned, handed a long jump suit limited to the eyes of the feet so that his body warm. And the little clothes of women know that. He closed the door again and I was still waiting in front of the bathroom. After he finished I held him back and put him to bed.
“actually I can still walk, and I want to go downstairs to help aunt Maggie” he said in a still unfriendly tone. And I understand that.
“login!” tell me, and it's true that Aunt Maggie came with a tray like it's ready. He put all that stuff down. Then I looked at Hanna.
“does it better miss?” tanyanya gently. Hanna smiled and nodded her shoulder-length hair swaying due to her nod.
“bibi go first. The soup is eaten must be exhausted so that cepet healthy!” the message, then left us both.
I took the cremmy chicken soup and scooped it up and stuck out to her, I bribed her but she just kept looking at me.
“eat!” reproof me,
“I can eat by myself, and better you also eat.”
“i don't want to be denied!” my hatch, and he just kept staring at me flat. I put my legs up and cross-legged and sat right and comfortably while looking at him. And then feed him who finally according to what I command. Before he prayed first, I was curious but my prestige was greater. After that I feed my own mouth with one food and one place in the same. Alternately feed themselves and themselves. Until the soup is gone. Pouring a warm mint tea drink for him, still half left and I spent.
I fixed the blanket on her body, then left the room. Before long I found him who was reading a book, rather my collection of books. She looked at me strangely especially as I climbed into the bed and lay by her side.
“workforce?” tannya
“males” I replied as is. “drink medicine?” I asked with my eyes pretending to be closed.
“after I drank” he replied, I felt a small movement beside me. I opened my eyes and found him lying on his side staring at me, curled up like a baby with his eyes closed. ‘why can I do this depraved thing without wanting to know the situation or ask for his fuck. This innocent and innocent girl I've hurt.
I shifted closer and carried her in my arms, inhaling the sweet smell of baby shampoo from her hair and it calmed me down. The word sorry has been stuck in the mind ready to be expressed, but I turned into a coward with all the sense of prestige just spoken without spoken with the mouth. Until I heard a little sobbing from him, I tightened my arms in frustration, but near him it was all overflowing, he made me calm.
“you wicked” he said as he sobbed.
“I know” responded with a muffled voice because my face was still drowned in his head, I did not want to move from this position.
“I want to be angry longer.. hiks... but I can't do this to you. Hiks.. I was alone because I could not be angry for long with you. I sprained hiks” lahnya, then I felt a clap on my chest that turned out to be done by his two tiny hands.
“hit harder, crush your anger!” tell me firmly, no I am not at all offended, angry or angry about the treatment. I'm glad at least she's willing to vent her disappointment and her pain on me.
“harder Han!” ask me
“ih can not.. I can not hit you. even though you are evil as I” he complained. Makes me laugh freely, yes this is it, even hit the villain even his regretful face is very obvious.
“you laugh so much more handsome and more alive, why stingy lips to smile” he said, he returned my cherry girl, the owner of various kinds of extraordinary emotions has returned, he said, my heart warms to see him smile, no longer afraid of me this is a miracle. I smiled widely unconsciously, as if I had gotten a trillions tender just by looking at that beautiful, sweet smile again.
“nah loh more handsome ginikan. smile masyaallah” praise. Makes me chuckle, only to him yes only for him I don't hesitate to laugh and smile. Only to her did I feel regret and hurt as she cried. I put my face together and kissed her forehead which had become my candlestick. Until he screamed a scene made me turn the eyeballs carelessly.
“apa?” I also feel very disturbed because my favorite activity kissing her forehead is disturbed.
“since when I wear a ring as good as this” he said stunned at our wedding ring.
“since you fainted back then” answered me soberly. Then took my hand staring at the ring I was wearing as well.
“ini wedding ring.. masyaallah beautiful buy where?” he asked, I just shook my head lazily answering, I prefer to kiss his hair.
“how much is it?” tanyakanya.
“which is clear if I tell you will continue to think and express excessively. Better now sleep, I'm tired.I want to enjoy my day off” I explained then pulled it in a hug. Inhaling her calming scent, and I began to close my eyes as I was about to gently rub my hands by her.
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