
"Don't forget, don't get out of bed if you want to go to the bathroom call Auntie. I saved the home phone number on your phone. Can't think of anything, just keep happy!"
I don't know how many times Shaka gave advice to his wife. From last night the man was unceasingly reminded that his wife should stay in place. Nimas ngeyel's habit makes Cakra a little anxious to leave his wife.
"If I count, maybe you've spoken more than a hundred times. Relax, I will always remember what your message is. Work quietly, get it done quickly, so you can go home quickly too."
"I have to go home fast? Don't you miss me already? Even I haven't gone to the office," teased Shaka smiling mischievously.
Nimas touched his nape for a moment. A little bit of a curse to himself for mispronouncing. Actually that's not what Nimas meant, he just wanted Shaka to go to the office and work quietly so as not to think too much about himself which is actually nothing to worry about in such a way.
"That's not what it means, you from last night worry excessively, Mas. You will not focus on work."
"Yes, that's how his face is red." Shaka is still teasing. "Yes, then I'm leaving now. Let's not go home in the afternoon. If you want to get out of the room you have to wait for me to come home. Don't ask anyone for help to take you downstairs."
"Good, Sir. I'll remember and take notes on the head."
Shaka gave a small laugh, he thrusting his hands together. One of the things he wanted in marriage was this simple thing. Kissing the back of his hand by his wife is a matter of pride for Shaka.
Shaka likes romance and small actions that make a person happy. After the back of his hand was kissed by his wife, now he changed himself who gave a brief kiss on Nimas' forehead.
"I'm leaving. If you want to bring anything said. Don't I've got a new house to say."
Shaka actually left the room after saying his last message. Nimas fumbled his forehead as soon as the door closed. Her lips smiled knots then refocused on her flat.
"You don't have to worry about me Bryan. You have given trust to the right people. Although there was no love between us, he treated me with tenderness. He made me not lose love. Bryan, would I be bad if I decided to learn to love your sister? She was so kind to me, even the treatment of you and Shaka was almost the same. You are my first love, you will never be lost from my heart. You have your own place in it, even though I have to learn to love your sister."
Nimas talks to a picture of Bryan still on his phone. There was only one photo left, because he had indeed erased all memories with his lover. This he does to keep Shaka feeling and also try not to remember the memories that have passed.
It was only half a day that Nimas was in bed, but he felt very bored. Since then he has played with his cellphone and also a television that only shows it.
The woman let out a long sigh, feeling like she no longer knew what to do, finally she decided to go to sleep. Just putting his head on the pillow the young woman who was about to become a mother had already fallen asleep soundly.
And when Nimas fell asleep, Marisa knocked on the door of her daughter-in-law's room. There was no word from inside making Ms. Marissa open the door slowly. He turned his head and saw Nimas who was fast asleep facing the door.
Ms. Marissa with a fast movement and seemed to have been accustomed to exchange the contents of the drug with the drug she brought. Nimas put the drug easily accessible to anyone, it was very supportive of Ms. Marissa's plan. After he finished doing that, he quickly carried his body away from there.
"Huh, finally. Gradually if Nimas took the medicine I exchanged with him, then the fetus in Nimas' stomach would be broken and Shaka would have no responsibility to continue his life with Nimas." Ms. Marissa smiled cunningly.
Recalling the luncheon hour, he immediately went from the front door of the room and put the original Nimas medicine into his pocket. Unfortunately, he did not exactly put the thing, and finally fell all the contents of the drug he brought. With her nimble, Ms. Marissa picked her up one by one and ...
"Mrs Marissa is here? I looked everywhere, because there was a friend of Mom who called home. Her mother's number said she could not be reached. My friend told me to call her again. Her name is Miss Lisa" said Bibi who came to Nimas' room to deliver lunch.
"Ah yes, all right."
Ms. Marissa actually left there after making sure that the medicine that was splattered earlier had been put in a bottle of everything.
The housekeeper went into Nimas' room after hearing the answer from the owner.
"Non it's noon Aunt bring the same lunch snack. Earlier Mas Shaka advised that every delivery to the room must accompany snacks, so there is still intake if eating rice is not much."
"Jeez Mas Shaka. Thank you, Bi. Aunt can come back."
The forty-seven-year-old woman who was familiarly called Bi Ima was inching to leave the room. However, his steps came to a halt right in the middle of the door because Bi Ima felt like stepping on something.
Bi Ima moved her legs, then squinted her eyes to see what she was stepping on. The woman leaned over to pick up the little thing, examined it for a moment and then remembered that the little thing she was holding was Nimas' medicine. Finally, his feet were pulled back into the room.
"Sorry, Non Nimas. This is Non Nias' cure, isn't it?" Bi Ima was resuscitating the medicine.
That of course made Nimas frown confused, how could the medicine be in the hands of Bi Ima.
"Yes Bi, this is my medicine. How can I be in Aunty?"
"Sorry, Non. Last time Aunt stepped on it, it was in the middle of the door."
"In the middle of the door?" nimas is getting confused.