Charm Wife Titipan

95. Wretched

At night, Nimas and Shaka were already in the restaurant. At exactly seven o'clock they had entertained the guests with a special meal they ordered before Ms. Marissa came. Deliberately family members invited friends of Ms. Marissa to come a little early to make Ms. Marissa surprised when she arrived at the location.

The celebration that was supposed to be done tomorrow night was deliberately accelerated by Mr. Malik and Shaka because tomorrow they will likely not be able to celebrate because there are business matters that require Mr. Malik also present as holders of existing core companies are various branches in several major cities.

Not long after the arrival of some friends of Ms. Marissa, the woman appeared to come by pushing her husband's wheelchair. Mr. Malik only said dinner together as usual when there was a celebration, so there was no suspicion at all on Ms. Marissa's day that today he would get a surprise from his family.

"Surprise."

His son-in-law and socialite friends who had gathered in a place shouted in unison. Of course hao that surprised Miss Marissa. The woman looked at all the people in the room who were some of the closest friends and also her daughter-in-law.

This moment is a very rare yahh moment Mr. Malik gave. Only a few times after they married, Ms. Marissa was surprised by inviting her friends on her birthday. Because the rest of them are used to celebrating both, whether it's a vacation or just a regular dinner.

"Happy birthday, Ma. Mas Shaka and I hope that Mama will be given a length of measure in blessing, given a long and baroque health, and whatever prayers that Mama has been saying is immediately affirmed. Aamiins. Here is something for my mom. Hopefully useful."

Nimas hugged and kissed the cheek of the woman he had considered to be his own mother. Although he had fought and had been convicted, Nimas considered all of it just a test and had forgotten about it.

Ms. Marissa was a little teary-eyed at the chant of speech thrown by her daughter-in-law. Only a thank you can come out of the woman's mouth.

She was the best she had heard from her husband and all the friends who were there. The various prizes ended up stacked on the same table. And the Cra continues like a birthday event in general. Eating and fighting together.

My only hope is one, I want a grandson from Shaka. May God still give me a chance to breathe until I can see my grandchildren present and growing up under the care of their parents.

In the midst of the crowd and also the warmth of the togetherness of everyone who was in the restaurant there was a prayer tucked in the heart of Ms. Marissa the deepest.

"You are so beautiful today." Shaka said in a whisper of course.

"So I'm usually ugly?"

"No, I mean, you are different. You're a little different, I've seen the last few days. I'm looking for something different, but I don't find it."

"Don't fight you, Mas. Never a bitch, keep me that gini it feels like a funny."

"But you like it."

"Nobody doesn't like to be beautiful except for men."

"Papa to his own room first, yeah. Mama was on the road. Mama go to the bathroom first."

Ms. Marissa who had been in the car since she was holding back wanted to urinate ran towards the bathroom not far from the kitchen. So unbearable, he ran around as if he had forgotten that he was wearing high heels.

Nimas who walked later only saw his mother-in-law running. He came to the kitchen to get some water. While Shaka was already upstairs putting Bryan to sleep on the road. A moment later, Ms. Marisa seemed out of balance with her brisk walk. Until he could not balance his body.

"Mama."

The only human who was not far from Ms. Marissa tried to catch her body so as not to fall to the floor. At the age of more than fifty years is not good for his health if it falls to the floor.

Nimas managed to thwart Bu Marissa's body hit the floor. The capture of both hands managed to properly capture the woman's body, but unfortunately it was her who fell to the floor with a sitting position which was then followed by the fall of Bu Marisa to her body.

"Ah. Sick, Mama's sick!"

The position of Nimas who was sitting hard seemed to make the woman in pain, but not on her back. Nimas was in pain while holding his stomach and soon fresh blood flowed from his intimate area.

Nimas's cry grew louder when he saw the red liquid flowing from his body. Ms. Marisa was suddenly dazed, she seemed confused about what to do, it felt like screaming even her throat was stuck. To do anything he did not know what to do was so surprised.

"Ah Mama's sick. Mas Shaka please, Mas!"

The two men in the house who were already in the room were both sticking out toward the source of the screams. Mr. Malik and Shaka arrived at the kitchen at the same time.

"My stomach hurts, Mom. Blood is blood!" Nimas was still hysterical as he pointed to the blood on his leg.

"Ma, Mum. I'm nitip Bryan." Shaka then raised the body of Nimas whose legs were covered in blood. While Nimas was unceasingly complaining of pain to her husband.

It only took one shout, the family driver who had worked with Mr. Malik for decades immediately jumped from his resting place and ran towards the garage.

"My stomach why Mas? Why does it hurt so much?" Nimas asked when his head was in the lap of the husband.

"Don't say much first, yeah. Nothing will happen to you. Hold on a second, you're strong."

The real Shaka also panicked was only able to give a sedative sentence. His eyes had been staring at his wife's bloodied face and legs. I don't know why his feelings are getting so bad.