Degrees of My House

CHAPTER 72

Ibra's car has reached his yard. Ibra went straight down without taking Al who was still sitting on Dee's lap.

Why Ibra, huh? Do I have any wrong? Inner Dee asked in astonishment at the attitude of her husband. Since they had come back from the clinic, Ibra did not invite him to talk at all. Ibra just talked to Al.

"Umi," Al's voice broke Dee's daydream.

"Eh, yes, dear," said Dee.

"Come on tulun, Umi" said Al. Since they were still in the car, Ibra had already entered the house first.

Without a second thought, Dee and Al got out of the car and immediately entered the house.

"Al sleepy, Umi," said the boy as he climbed the stairs to his room.

"Al clean up first, yeah. After that I just went to sleep. Let's sleep better" said Dee.

Al nodded obediently. Arriving at Al's room, Dee helps her son to take a bath. While taking a bath, Al held up his hand which was bitten by a bee. He was afraid that his hands would be in pain if they hit the water. Though the wound in his body was much more painful than the sting of this bee. The nature of adulthood is lost when it is with Uminya.

After finishing the bath and changing clothes, Dee helps Al to sleep on his bed. Without waiting for long, Al fell asleep. His body was tired from playing all day. Dee covered Al's body up to the neck, after which she walked out and went to her room.

Dee went into his room. There he did not see Ibra's whereabouts. The sound of water coming from the bathroom was heard. Dee knew her husband was cleaning up. Dee walked towards the walk in closet to prepare Ibra's home clothes. After that, put it on the bed. Dee sat on the bed waiting for her husband to come out of the bathroom. She had to ask about her husband's changed attitude towards her.

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The bathroom door is open. Ibra came out of the bathroom with a towel wrapped around her waist. One hand dried her wet hair with a small towel.

"Mas," call Dee to Ibra.

"Yes" replied Ibra.

Dee sad. Because there's no dear call from Ibra for her anymore. His feelings are really sensitive now.

"Mas angry with Adek?" ask Dee. His eyes are already glazed.

"So Mas diamin Adek in the car. Fitting down the car also does not help Adek same Al down first. Go straight into the house. Is there something wrong?" ask Dee. The voice was shaking withstanding the crying.

Jeez, even though I was directly down because I could not bear the BAB. Ah, a little cool work like that. Inner Ibra Jahil saw his wife.

Ibra just silently put on her flat face. She walked past Dee towards the dresser.

"Mas," call Dee.

Ibra was silent. He is busy with his activities.

"Mas, if Adek has anything wrong to say. Don't shut up like gini" said Dee trembling. Ibra remained silent.

"Hiks, Mother. Do not be guaranteed Adek kayak gini," said Dee sat on the mattress while covering his face with both hands.

Ibra stood with a ruffled waist in front of Dee. "Try to remember what's wrong!" ibra said firmly to Dee. He actually could not bear to see his wife who was crying, but somehow this day he likes to judge his children and wife.

Dee kept her face down not daring to look at Ibra. He shook his head answering Ibra's question.

"Well, remember who you were smiling with today?"

Dee gawked, she raised her head staring in wonder at Ibra. Dee thought to whom she was smiling. She always smiles, and there's nothing strange about that, right? Why did her husband ask that.

"Kan Adek likes to smile, Mas" said Dee.

Ibra clucked in annoyance. It turned out that his wife was insensitive to Ibra's jealous attitude. Ibra had forgotten her jealousy because Dee was smiling at the Doctor who was treating Al. But seeing his wife who persuaded him like that, he continued his snack and at the same time pranked his wife.

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