Charm Wife Titipan

93. Small Attention

It has been a while since the paper problem happened. Shaka and Nimas' relationship improvement has begun to improve. As Shaka said, he could never be angry with his wife. Even if he was angry, it never lasted long.

Shaka always stressed that he could have children. He could be a father figure for more than one child, Bryan would definitely have a younger brother. He kept it in his heart and mind.

"Mas, what are you thinking?" Nimas asked as they sat together he was on the same bed one night.

"Nothing. You look pale? Is anyone sick?" Shaka touched Nimas' forehead with the back of his hand.

"No, Mas. Pegel-pegel his body."

"It's already here, Mas incandescent."

Nimas shook his head quickly. These few days the question arises as to where Shaka went a few days ago when he left in a state of anger. But somehow he was too afraid to ask that question. He was worried if the question later made the memory of the paper will re-stretch.

Lately he felt strange in his growth, he groaned limp and felt dizzy at a certain time. If so, he has trouble doing his routine.

"Where is your relationship developing with Mom? Is he still toxic to you?" Without Nimas realizing Shaka's hand was already massaging his hand.

"Much changes, no. Just now the julid is reduced. More obedient as I, usually if eating the same medicine should debate first. No, my mom is much quieter. Why?"

"It's okay, it's all. Deck, what if until we get old, I can't love children for you?" Finally the question came up too. It is undeniable, even though he instills good thoughts and the best possibility, there are still things that block his heart. That's very human, isn't it?

"No problem. We already have Bryan. Even if there is no Bryan, we can both age. Or if you are worried that no one takes care of us in old age, we can adopt children. Mas, living in a household is not just a matter of giving children or not. But how do we maintain the sense that is currently stopping in order to last until the end. That's it, how if from now on we just explain and give everything to God."

***

While in another room, a woman who had recently received treatment from a person she disliked was staring at the ceiling of the room. His eyes were hard for him to close. It is very difficult to accept the fact that his son has a little problem about fertility.

Yes, after Shaka saw the quarrel between Mother and his wife, Shaka revealed the results of his self-examination which indeed had a little obstacle. He did this so that the mother would no longer do anything to her. That's why Shaka asked about her mother's change to Nimas.

Does Miss Marissa feel guilty for having already wronged her daughter-in-law? More precisely not feel guilty, but rather embarrassed at his daughter-in-law because all this time he had been wrong. Moreover, what happened lately made him feel increasingly indebted to the wife of his son.

"You haven't slept, Ma?"

"Udah, just slept awake." I don't know for what reason Ms. Marissa lied to her husband.

"If you feel unsettled because you feel guilty about someone, apologizing will not make you low. Better to lower the ego a little, than to live forever unsettled."

Mr. Malik's words seemed to show that he understood what his wife was thinking. So far Ms. Marissa had not thought of apologizing to Nimas, because the domineering shame seemed to make her want to stay away from her daughter-in-law, so as not to accept or see her next kindness.

***

Time continues to carry all beings to a new day. Some after the fall of Ms. Marissa, hands that were originally wrapped in bandages and carried everywhere finally today can be a little free because her hands can be lowered from the sling.

"Don't make too much motion too, Ma. Mama's hand just dropped, later can be injured again if immediately made a lot of activity. You must have made a move, too, right? So slow down."

"Yes." Yeah."

Until now, Ms. Marisa has not changed much. The day-to-day changes have not undergone any meaningful development even though Nimas has already shown his angelic side. Only his mouth turned even more silent when he was with Nimas. No more words about pregnancy.

"Yes, Pa. My body is a little bad."

"Want to check?"

"No need, Mas. I'm gonna take a break for breakfast."

And right, Nimas finished breakfast straight back to his room. It's not usually Nimas like this. No matter how sick Nimas is, he can still move as usual even with slower movements than usual. That is what Shaka knew during Nimas' seven-year husband.

Shaka money was still sitting at the dining table just watching Nimas who was climbing the stairs one by one. While almost at the top of the stairs, Nimas stopped for a moment because of what. However, from the movement that Shaka saw, his wife was like holding the same head grasping the handle of the stairs firmly.

Not wanting anything to happen, Shaka immediately ran up the stairs and held onto the wife's shoulder. Fortunately the almost limp body was precisely and quickly caught by Shaka.

"Mas." Nimas said softly.

Not much to say, Shaka immediately brought Nimas' body into his carrier and he took it to the room. He reached into the device that was in the pocket of his pants once Nimas had placed on the bed.

"You what, Mas?"

"Call the doctor."

"No, I want to rest. I'm going to sleep, I'm mad if you call the doctor."

Shaka disconnects the phone before the doctor he calls receives his call.

"You need a doctor, not just sleep. Your body lemes this much."

"Maybe I'm sleep-deprived, Mas Melmakanya I lemes. If I had slept, had rested enough, must have returned to his body, must have been healthy."

"Yes, for now, I give you a chance to rest all day. You need to rest and do nothing. Do not get out of bed if you need to. But if until tomorrow there is no change, inevitably you have to go to the doctor."

"Yes, I am."

While downstairs, Ms. Marissa who had seen Nimas almost dazed on the top floor was trying to make something in the kitchen. It only took a few minutes, the woman was done with her activities by producing one glass of medium-sized sledri juice.

"Ma I'm leaving first. That's what?" Shaka's eyes unintentionally stared at the glass in his mother's hand.

"Jus sledri's. This juice is good for increasing energy. Give it to your wife before you leave." Ms. Marissa thrust her glass to get closer to Shaka.

For Nimas?

Note that smallness certainly makes Shaka flower. At least his mother's concern for his wife was seen.

"I'm late, Ma. Mama give it to herself, yeah."

Shaka immediately covered away after saying that. He hoped in a slightly insolent way not to help his mother, could bring her mother closer to Nimas.