Charm Wife Titipan

37. Jealous

"Why so suddenly, Shaka? And anyways Nimas must bedrest why even invited to travel far?" Marissa's mother asked.

"I've consulted, no problem as long as no bleeding after he bedrest. This week, she had no bleeding. I also modified the back seat into a bed. Nimas sleeps when cape. The journey from here to Nimas' house is also at most an hour and a half." Shaka explained at length so as not to be denied again by his mother.

Marissa was silent for a moment, she thought to herself. Nimas can't leave here until he has finished what he has to do. But how? That's what Marissa's mind is all about right now.

But wait, if Nimas and Shaka are far apart, I can ruin their marriage easily. Yeah, better that's all I'm thinking. I have to find a way to make them not get along or hate each other.

"Well, if that's what you want. Mama can what?"

After they finished all breakfast, it was time for Shaka to bring all the items that will be brought to the village. Not much, because Shaka's plan would only let Nimas there for one month. Because after that Nimas can move as usual. If Nimas can start activities like a normal person, at least he can take care of himself. I thought about Shaka.

"Nimas, I don't have your number, may I ask? Let's tell each other."

"By, Ma."

Nimas was too innocent to suspect someone of malicious intent on him.

At ten in the morning they left. On a clear day, Shaka hopes that the next days will also be bright for himself and Nimas. A sense of relief was lodged in his heart when his car came out of the yard of the house. Getting out of his house was the same as taking Nimas to a safe place and out of danger.

"Niwa..."

"You if you want something to say, yeah. If cape sits down also says," cut Nimas fast.

Shaka laughed at his wife's words. Every day hearing the same message it seemed the woman had already memorized.

"No need to say every day, Mom. I'm a kid in SD."

"Yes, yeah. That's what's taking you."

Their journey was only decorated with silence, only occasionally they had a conversation because Nimas who used to spend the day sleeping made him fall asleep along the way.

Shaka could only occasionally look affectionately at his wife, confirming the location of the hair child blocking his face. Shaka is hypnotized by his wife. The woman he married a few weeks ago seems to have stolen his heart and mind. That's fast, isn't it? This is what is called the charm of the wife entrusted by the brother? Ah Bryan, that stiff and cold man had apparently left behind a woman who had an extraordinary charm to him.

Ah, it's also smart that Bryan's looking for a wife.

A few miles away, they reached home. Nimas woke up hungry because he was hungry. It was eleven more hours, finally Shaka turned the steering wheel to a family-friendly restaurant. Because in addition to selling food menus, in the restaurant there are also children's games, fish ponds, and a small garden decorated with a variety of flowers.

"I walk, Mas. Is the distance also close, the life of a wheelchair?"

"No!"

Shaka resolutely rejected Nimas' request. The man painstakingly took Nimas to his carrier and placed it quietly. Of course, what the man did was the center of attention by restaurant visitors.

In the middle of the road, Shaka is forced to stop his way as the phone in his pocket vibrates. The handrails are still in the wheelchair, although the focus is divided into two.

As long as Shaka focused on his phone, there were some men who were watching Nimas intensely. The woman was consciously noticed, she became uncomfortable and moved her body several times. Several times she looked up at Shaka, as if giving a code to her husband to walk immediately.

I don't know why his heart was upset to see that. He immediately resumed his steps and looked for a seat away from the men.

"Who's calling?" tanya Nimas once he has chosen the table.

"Secretary."

Shaka answered as he was, glancing around him who looked at Nimas. What is it about this woman to get the attention of crocodiles? Inner Shaka was upset.

"Let the band!" shaka said suddenly.

"Why?"

"I said it. Don't wear this if you come out. You look like a kid wearing this." Shaka took off the bando made of that cloth.

These accessories look cute, especially if Nimas is wearing them. Tall body height, smooth skin without blemishes even though not as white as women generally, fat cheeks and good body shape can be a special attraction for those of the ordinary.

Use a wheelchair only a lot of glances, how about the road?

"Tock removed, Mas? So messy," Nimas protested.

"Same husband." Shaka purposely shouted a little when mentioning the husband. He deliberately did so that the man who secretly noticed his wife was aware and no longer stole the view.

The insensitive Nimas just kept quiet with confusion. Feeling needless to think, Nimas immediately ate the food that had just come.

The hot weather made Nimas a bit of a rage with his long hair. Feeling the need for air to blow freely to his neck, making the woman roll the origin of his hair.

Shaka was silent, but watched Nimas' every move. The woman turned out to be more beautiful and sexy by showing her neck level. Realizing that, Shaka's eyes looked around again.

"Dress her hair, your neck is visible. Diliat many people," said Shaka a little annoyed.

"I am sultry" lamented Nimas.

"Later in the car can be done. Take it off now, we're gonna spend this fast." Shaka again ruined the original rolled-up hairdo.

Nimas was more and more confused, but he preferred to be quiet without asking much. He immediately finished the food in front of him and chugged the ice of his order until he was not left.

Finished eating, Shaka immediately brought his wife from there. Nimas was still silent, he had no guts to ask why Shaka's mood had turned so upset.

"Next time don't wear bando anymore if going anywhere. His hair was polosan, do not look at his neck. Many will see it later, like it is at home. And only I can see."

Nimas seemed to understand what Shaka meant. However, his logic was suddenly in denial.

There was no way he was jealous, jealousy was only felt by someone who had more sense towards someone.