Charm Wife Titipan

38. Shaka Starts to Be Brave

Ms. Nimas gasped as soon as she found Nimas being wheelchairs-driven by her husband. He stopped his activities that lifted clothes from clothesline. Not long after he walked towards the courtyard approaching the two.

"Nimas, what happened to you? Why are you in a wheelchair? You're all right, aren't you? If you're here why not say?" The woman who had been disappointed in her son strapped him with questions. Although there is still a sense of disappointment, if you see his son sitting in a wheelchair still makes him feel sorry too.

"Mother, it would be better if we told a story inside," Nimas said, kissing the back of his mother's hand and followed by Shaka.

"Gosh, you're right. I'm sorry, let's go in!"

They walked into the house. Nimas' mother went straight to her room to put the clothes she was washing this morning and rushed to the kitchen to make a drink.

A moment after that. Mareka brought orange ice for both. The hot weather seems to refresh the body and throat if sipping ice. There were no people in the living room, maybe they were in the room, ah let it go, Ibu Nimas thought.

"My bed is narrow, Mas. You don't usually sleep in this place" said Nimas who noticed her husband putting clothes in the closet.

"It's okay. From now on, you have to get used to it. We can sleep better if the bed is not big, right? The weather in the village will be cooler than in the city at night. So it seems like sleeping with a hug is warming," Shaka's tease held back a laugh when she saw Nimas' reddened face.

"Let's get out, Mas. Maybe you've been waiting for our story." Nimas with a flushed face turned his wheelchair out of the room. Shaka just laughed.

Nimas' eyes sparkled as he looked at the two glasses of orange ice on the living room table. The woman immediately pushed her wheelchair near the table and swigged the ice greedily.

"Freshly, give." Shaka grabbed the glass in Nimas' hand and drank it.

"There's still one whole glass, why did you snatch mine?" Nimas protest is upset.

"I want this." Shaka drinks again until it runs out. "Ah fresh," added Shaka looked at the face of his wife who seemed to pursed his lips a few centi. That made Shaka even more eager to tease her. In Shaka's eyes Nimas' expression was so seductive and adorable.

Shaka will sit himself on the living room table. Shifting Nimas' wheelchair so that the woman faces him.

"His lips don't do that! You intend to tempt me, don't you? Are you ready to do it?" Shaka turned his head to look at Nimas's pouting face, but turned red. It seems very clear that he was wrong.

"Don't often be upset with me, if the child looks like me how?"

I don't know the impulse from which Shaka's hand suddenly stroked the role of Nimas' stomach. The man stroked her so gently. Honestly, it made Nimas suddenly teary. What Nimas has wanted most since he got married. It is only natural that Nimas would want such a small thing. She is an ordinary woman who wants to be treated just like any other pregnant woman. However, Nimas did not dare to reveal it to Shaka. Because he was self-aware, this marriage was not desired by the man. Yes, even though he knows Shaka treats himself like the woman he loves. There remains awkwardness if Nimas asks for such intimate things.

"I didn't cry because of that" Nimas replied slightly sobbing.

"Certain why? Is anyone sick?"

"No. I was so moved that you held my stomach. Yes maybe because I was pregnant for two months never held anyone's stomach other than myself. So I'm moved. I'm a whiny, yeah."

Shaka was a little surprised, for this little thing Nimas to cry. What if he does more than this? And there was a slight pain in Shaka's heart. He felt that he had been giving his best for his wife, but he did not give the best he thought. There are still many shortcomings that he has to fix, examples of small things are now.

During his marriage, he never touched his wife. He did it because he was afraid that he would want more than touch. He knew Nimas was not ready to do that, especially with his condition still weak. After all, Shaka is a normal man who still has the desire to make love when sleeping in bed with a woman. Regardless of love or not, the desire to have a husband and wife relationship remains.

"It turns out there are still a lot of things that I don't pay attention to. I'll do it from today, every day. Sorry I didn't notice anything this small. I should have thought that way, surely you also want to be like the other women, huh? Who was spoiled by her husband, who was given full attention, I could not love the best. I will learn from now on. You let me know if there's anything lacking, so I can figure it out and fix it."

"That's enough, Mom. Everything you love about me is more than enough. You have proven what you said before, if you want to treat me like the woman you love. You make me feel no lack of love. And I've felt it all. Nothing else needs to be fixed or plus everything is enough for me."

Without them noticing, Nimas' mother was behind the wall listening to all the husband and wife talk. Without tears, she also dripped so hard on him. Although Nimas married not a man of his own choice, but he was relieved that Nimas had gained happiness through her husband.

"Don't cry, it will leave a mark. If you think we've had a fight, how?" Shaka wiped the corner of Nimas' tears that had dewed again.

Nimas' mother, who felt she had to come out of hiding, came to them.

"You guys here? Mom's looking everywhere. No problem, right?"

"Nothing, ma'am." Shaka moved his body to the chair.

"So actually...."

Shaka begins to tell her that Nimas once bleeding and must also bedrest. He also recounted his intention to repatriate him temporarily, of course he did not explain the real situation at home. He told his mother-in-law that he would feel more calm when Nimas was in the supervision of his parents. That's why he brought Nimas here.

Of course it was welcomed by Nimas' mother. He will be happy to take care of the children and also prospective grandchildren who are still in the nursery.