Husband In Second Life
The Part 75
Nhita was completely unforgiven, the four bodyguards of Abyan directly lifted Nhita into her wheelchair with a rude gesture. Anyone would feel pity and sympathy for her condition if they did not see Nhita throwing a knife cruelly at Natha.
After they left, Abyan's attention was immediately addressed to Natha. The girl was still in a daze with a look towards Nhita who was dragged away by her bodyguards.
His anger instantly overflowed, his eyes softening. As if he had a dual personality, Abyan was now so gentle. The man came closer and sat down beside him. He cupped his uninjured cheek and looked at the wound on his other cheek carefully.
Then without his disgust he wiped his blood that almost flowed towards his chin. His movements are very soft. Then her nervous look looked into Natha's eyes, "Does that hurt? Do you have any other injuries? Why are you out of the room? Why are you talking to that fucking woman? Pardon me! I'm not with you today! If I were by your side, you wouldn't be hurt. I'm so worried, Dear. I'm sang-"
Natha placed her index finger on the lips of the man who was constantly babbling. He stared at Abyan's two eyeballs full of worry, panic, and guilt, "Sst. I'm doing fine. It's just a small wound. You are not at all wrong, you are not too late to prevent the knife from hurting me. So don't feel guilty."
Abyan immediately held her tightly making Natha surprised by the sudden embrace.
"I'm sorry." Abyan said in a low, hoarse voice.
Natha felt her neck wet with an apologetic murmur that was constantly spewing on her lips.
Is she crying?
Natha sighed helplessly. He returned his embrace, "I'm fine. This wound will heal right away, so you don't have to worry."
Natha calmed him down for a few minutes as if Abyan herself was in Natha's position just now.
Seeing the many people gathered around her, Natha instantly realized. He felt ashamed. He let go of his embrace when Abyan did not complain anymore.
"Are you okay?" asked an old woman with an anxious face representing some people beside her who had witnessed the incident earlier.
"I'm perfectly fine." Natha smiled, seeing the attention of the people towards her face was none other than her cheeks, she touched her injured cheeks, "It's just a light wound."
The anxiety on the old woman's face did not fade. But proposed gently, "You should treat her immediately, son."
Though they did not know each other, but seeing the worry on their faces, Natha felt warm in her heart, "Well, thank you for your concern, Grandma."
The old woman smiled warmly.
"The girl is so evil. I guess he'll ask for help sincerely, it turns out he's a killer." A woman with a plump body, spoke with disdain.
"Yes, it's a good thing the girl who was thrown a knife is okay."
"It turns out his mother was both killers, it's true, the fruit fell not far from the tree."
"It's a pity that he's so young, yet his heart is so cruel."
The mothers who watched all gathered and gossiped.
Natha was indifferent because it was none of her business. He looked at Abyan who was staring at him silently, "Let's go back."
"Your wounds.."
Natha smiled soberly, "Yes, you'll treat me later, okay?"
Abyan nodded obediently.
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"Give me your hand."
Natha gave her hand obediently.
Abyan carefully examined it. Even his fingers he saw by flipping them.
Natha shook her head to look at her behavior, "My hands are completely healed, so there's no need to check them again."
More than a month passed after Natha's injured hand, and it was a month ago after Nhita was forced into a mental hospital.
Of course Natha's hand had returned smooth without the slightest scar. Before going to bed, Abyan always checks it by removing the bandage and looking at every inch of Natha's hand to make sure the wound is completely healed. So did her cheeks.
After examining her, as usual now Abyan turned on Natha's cheek
"I'm ba-"
Abyan immediately pulled Natha sitting on her lap, "Shut up."
Natha resignedly and obediently sat still. Moreover, his position was very bad for his heart.
Abyan brushed Natha's cheek with his finger. His cheeks are back. At that time, it only took a few days to return. But still, Abyan had to make sure that there were no abrasions or any scars.
"It's okay, right?" natha asked boredly without looking at him.
Abyan's eyes shifted his eyes. Because his position was too close, Abyan could see his eyelashes were so flattened.
Cup
Abyan peeped at her cheek. Then smiled as she whispered in her ear, "Yes, it looks good."
Natha gaped and immediately turned to look at her handsome face that was filled with smiles.
Despite being with her for a long time, her heart was always pounding as if in love at first sight. After rubbing her itchy ears due to the man's whisper, Natha turned her face away with an embarrassed expression.
Abyan, who saw her behavior, immediately hugged her, "Why my wife is so cute.."
Natha felt stuffy because her embrace was so tight. With flushed cheeks, he grumbled, "Huh! Release him! I feel claustrophobic!"
Abyan laughed a lowly sounding good at being heard in Natha's ears.
"Oh, okay.." Abyan loosened it without letting go.
"I'm going down.." Despite feeling very comfortable, Natha felt embarrassed sitting on her lap.
Instead of lowering her, Abyan lifted her legs to the bed and leaned against the head of the bed without releasing Natha, "No." No."
A constant sniffling rained down on his head. Natha felt butterflies flying in her stomach making her happy and amused. So obediently he did not reject her affection. Natha leaned against her chest comfortably.
Abyan smiled. Her warm eyes were staring at the person in her arms that she could see only part of her hair.
Thinking of something, Abyan felt that now was the right time to tell him.
"Dear.."
"Hm." Natha answered without raising her head.
"I want to say something."
"What?"
"We're moving house."
"Move house.." Natha muttered yet to react. Upon regaining consciousness, Natha immediately raised her head to look at him with cute widened eyes, "Huh?! Moving home?!"
Abyan smiled amusedly looking at his expression. He expected Natha's reaction. But he just nodded casually, "Yes."
Natha's mind was empty. He murmured softly, "... Are you serious?"
"Of course," Abyan replied straightforwardly. A second later his face turned sad, "Do you not want to?"
Natha immediately shook her head, "A-ah! Not that.but why are we moving house?"
"Because we're gonna live together." Abyan pulled her head and waist and hugged her back to her chest. Then the warmest smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, "Ah, not only that, but we will build a small family in a new home with our children in the future."
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