Husband Cold But Attention

Chapter 5 Honeymoon Zonkkkk

Yara stared at the sea off the balcony of the hotel room, disappointment over the failure of the honeymoon with Yila tried to vent it by enjoying the beauty of the beach. Although the night is getting late, but the beach he views is still boisterous with beach visitors.

Just below there, there was a pair of Caucasian bule, making Yara slightly sliced at his heart. Tonight she failed to make the honeymoon, as Yila was having a sudden monthly guest. However, under there a pair of shameless-like bule heated up Yara's disappointed heart.

"Damn it! Why look at those who are making out? They seemed to deliberately want to make me overheated," he said annoyed.

Meanwhile, Yila is sitting restlessly in front of the bathroom bathtub, because her menstrual blood is very much, while she does not have a sanitary pad. Her heart was very sad, wanted to ask her husband for help she was disinclined and not brave. Another way is just asking the hotel waiter for help. But how, Yila was still confused.

Suddenly Yila was startled by the sound of the bathroom door being knocked on. It's not wrong that it must be Yara. Yila was confused and wrong. If opened he would be embarrassed, if not opened the same, and certainly Yara would be very worried if she found Yila long in the bathroom. Ah, not necessarily Yara was worried about him either. Yila threw away her overconfidence.

Yila, what are you doing inside? Open it quickly, I'm kebelet!" a voice outside the bathroom was urgent. Hearing that, Yila was heavy-hearted and had to open the door, although she was actually embarrassed by her blood-thirsty condition.

Yila walked a little in the drag, as the blood coming out of her vitals grew more and more. Right in front of the door, for a moment Yila was pensive. She felt ashamed when she saw Yara. But what else should he do besides open the door.

Slowly the door opened with mixed feelings. And the door was opened, where Yara was seen holding her aching stomach holding a bladder that was pushed by urine that could not wait to get out.

"Why did you open the door for so long, what are you doing inside? Don't you know I'm kebelet?" yara asked a little pressing. Yila lowered her head, she did not know what to answer. While Yara just entered the bathroom past Yila who was still standing at the door, sculpting. Because it had been saved, Yara immediately threw away the burden on her bladder that had been struggling since without caring anymore the bathroom door was open.

After having her little pee, Yara again meant to go out of the bathroom. However, Yara was surprised, apparently Yila was still standing by the door. Yara approached and looked at Yila in surprise, even in her heart slightly irritated.

"Ngapain has been standing this way since, do you still want to stay in the bathroom and will not sleep?" ask Yara annoyed. Yila raised her face slowly, her face slightly pias. Yara passed by Yila for the second time, she seemed to not care what Yila felt .

Yila was sad because Yara had come out of the door mouth, also sad with her who did not have the courage to express all her complaints due to Yara's cold attitude. However, Yila is now trying to strengthen her heart to 'force' to ask Yara for help.

One, two, three, Yila's heart was getting worse. Although as hard as he tried to strengthen his heart to ask for help, but his tongue seemed to be twisted.

"Ohhhh, come out again, how is this?" Yila's heart spoke uneasily.

"Astaghfirullah, Yila, are you still there?" Suddenly Yara rebukes Yila who is still silently staring near the bathroom door. Yara's heart is getting goiter, has failed the honeymoon, now she is regretted with the strange attitude of Yila, who has since been at home standing near the door.

"Mas Yara!" call him. Finally Yila ventured to call out that cold figure. Yara stood up and looked at Yila inside.

"May I ask for help?" tanyanya doubt.

"Please what?" yara's reply made Yila a little hopeful.

"What?" wonder necklace.

"I want to ask for help, can I?" Yara was a little annoyed by Yila's question which seemed hesitant and slow.

"Tell me frankly, what do you want? I dislike people the least, both at work and in everyday life" Yara said.

"May I ask you to buy me a bandage, because the blood that comes out seems like it will be a lot." Finally Yila conveyed her request, though doubtfully still lingering in the chest.

"Lho, you're standing by that door and you just want to ask for help?" Yara got up and approached Yila who was standing stiffly.

"Geez, why are you, anyway, not saying since earlier, if your month came to this flood?" Yara again questioned Yila's silence which did not want to reveal all the problems.

"Wait there and clean yourself up, I'll be right back" he said as he headed for the exit and left the hotel room.

Fifteen minutes later, Yara came with a bag of black crackles that she had shamelessly sealed.

"This, right?" ask Yara while thrusting a bag of crackles filled with night pads. Yila immediately grabbed the bag of crackles that Yara had given her earlier. With a happy face Yila immediately cleansed herself. Shame from being caught by the flood by Yara, now it has settled a little.

Yila came out of the bathroom with a fresh condition and intended to catch up with Yara who had been lying down first.

"Mas Yara, today I apologize for being troublesome and making Mas Yara disappointed" he said, laying beside Yara.

"That's it, I don't need any pleasantries. It's night, go to sleep. Tomorrow at noon we must return," he said without looking at Yila.

The night changes in the morning, and the morning changes in the afternoon. The togetherness of Yila and Yara on the island of Bali for the purpose of a honeymoon that was forced to fail due to the arrival of monthly guests Yila.

"We go home today, prepare yourself immediately" Yara said firmly. Yila did not deny she immediately prepared and returned to her hometown.

As the air journey begins, Yara and Yila are immersed in their thoughts. Honeymoon is not sumringah. However, the faces of the two did not show happiness at all.

Their return from the honeymoon was of course welcomed by both parents. They hoped that Yara and Yila's return would bring good news of a grandchild in Yila's womb.

Yara immediately entered the room leaving Yila who still looked confused..