Husband Perfectionist

Lunch with my husband

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"Then be an intermediary, if he doesn't want to come to me then be a psychiatrist for him."

"I'm sure Zayn will because you're his wife" Jesslyn continued.

Nara smiled clumsyly, wife yes wife.

There aren't.

"Then what should I do?" tanyakanya.

Jesslyn seemed to think, "People who suffer from this disease are usually very sensitive and seem indifferent or rude" he said.

Nara blinked her eyes, yes Zayn is like that? what does it mean Zayn isn't like that?

"You know Nara?" tanyakanya.

Nara raised both eyebrows, you just haven't said Jess' question..

"Zayn might be rude to you and others to protect himself."

Nyepi..

Nara was silent, is that true?

"You think Nara, the people who are rude are they really rude? purely because of his nature as such since childhood?"

"Yes, maybe. What is the reason that makes them like that?"

Jesslyn shook her head, "They have a bitter past for Nara. They're actually weak if you can look into their hearts."

Jesslyn stared at Nara's wedding ring, "Let's take a look at your wedding ring, look at the diamond" she said, and Nara followed.

"Your husband may look like a diamond now, hard and does not want to be touched carelessly. But did you know that diamonds go through so many obstacles to be that beautiful?"

"And you just need Nara's time to make the diamond beautiful."

Jesslyn stared at her hourglass, time was already running in half.

"Because Zayn is so sensitive, you have to make him feel valuable. I'm pretty sure Nara, there's a dark past behind all this, there's something that makes her weak and pretend to be as strong as she is now."

"You need to be his friend, his best friend, his wife, and also someone he believes will always be there for him, whenever and wherever."

Nara looked at Jesslyn, "Does that mean I have to love her?" tanyakanya.

"Didn't you two love each other?" ask Jesslyn astonished.

No one wants to get married and bother like this if they don't love each other, don't they?

Nara fluttered, carried away the atmosphere made her talk over the line. He didn't want anyone else to know about his marriage.

"Ah, no. I mean, do I have to make her one hundred percent sure that I really love her?"

Jesslyn nodded, "Of course, persuade her and say what you want to tell her. Give him understanding slowly, remember Zayn is a sensitive person and make sure he wants to heal."

Nara nodded, "Alright, I understand."

Yes understand Jesslyn's words but still doing this is hard work.

"But may I ask you one thing?" ask Jesslyn.

"It's important" he continued.

Nara nodded, "Ask me."

"Jawab honestly so I can help you well. A janitor like your husband must have a special place no one else can touch."

Ah right. ringis Nara. Zayn.

The apartment.

"Do you live together? because I believe home is a special and most comfortable place for him that no one else can touch."

Nara sighed to herself, what should I say? thought.

"Take it honestly, I don't mean anything evil and this is to help you."

Jesslyn sighed, she expected. Rarely are patients with this disease who want to marry, even they consider humans germs.

How can they live with humans who are considered germs?

"For now, I advise you to persuade him and show him the attitude I told you earlier."

"Make sure he accepts and trusts you. After that you can call me, and do the next consultation."

"All right I understand, thank you Jesslyn" Nara said, then got up.

"Together, just call me when you're in trouble because dealing with a mentally ill person is much more exhausting than a physically ill person." jesslyn said before Nara closed the door and went home.

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Nara drove her car at a moderate pace, thinking of the steps she should take now.

"Did I bring him lunch again?" thought.

He said lunch was not a bad idea considering Zayn ate his homemade food well last time.

After all, her husband must be busy and only have a little time to fill his own stomach.

Doctor but difficult to maintain health, ck ck..

Nara glanced at her watch, still at 10 a.m. It's a long time before 12 p.m.

"I'd better go home now and make a nice lunch for her" Nara murmured.

Nara drove her car straight to the apartment, went inside and took out cooking ingredients for her to eat with Zayn.

Nara nimbly cut vegetables, meat and other ingredients. Cook rice and then cook the food.

Nara also makes strawberry juice for Zayn, she has to be nice to Zayn.

Be kind.

"Done!" he said he was happy when he finished arranging the food in the box.

Nara also brought her lunch, ate there with Zayn.

It didn't take so long, Nara got to the hospital. She parked her car right next to her husband's car.

Ah, husband.. Why is Nara's heart pounding like this when she wants to see him.

Nara shook her head and took a deep breath, "I'm definitely nervous" she thought.

Nara took her paper bag and opened the car door gracefully, exited and walked into the parking lot like Madame Xavier.

After remembering how her mother-in-law behaved.

"Remember, you bear the title of Miss Xavier."

Zayn's words are always spinning in his head.

Nara went straight upstairs, Zayn's room was. Nara's smile immediately came out when she saw that Aeri was at her desk and was busy typing something, which meant that Zayn was in her room.

Nara shook her head, haishh. Why am I stung?

As usual, fearing if Zayn maran and saying germs then Nara used disinfectant first.

Better to prevent than cure.

"Siang Aeri.." said Nara.

Aeri raised her head in surprise, "Nara? you here? well, I'm surprised. Surely you'd like to have lunch with doctor Zayn huh?" he asked when he saw the paper bag in Nara's hand.

"Yes Aeri, Zayn is inside, isn't he?"

"Of course, just go in. Doctor Zayn was taking a break after meeting with the hospital officials."

Nara frowned, how many times Zayn had met in a week.

"Yes, I went in first Aeri." said Nara.

Nara opened the door and popped her head inside, Zayn's sharp gaze welcoming her and Nara could only smile while showing her rows of teeth.

"What are you doing here?" ask Zayn.

Nara went inside and lifted the paper bag she was carrying.

"I want to have lunch with my husband."