Husband Setting

Just Say Sorry

Jen takes Darren to JC where he still has some things to do before he really breaks. He understands his condition now that he can no longer work. Riding a taxi to get here, Jen stepped in first leaving Darren still on the phone.

"... I've done many things, Ma ... time has not been forgiven same brother Darren, anyway .. I'm tired huh, every time to go there, but in cuekin."

Jen took her body back and tried not to eavesdrop, but she heard everything clearly.

"That's a risk, Din .. so if you want to make a mistake first, let's not hard to apologize. After all, you went there because of the duty of your mother, not the intention of your own heart to apologize. That's his name you haven't sincerely apologized and made peace."

"The name is also misunderstood, Ma .. I also do not know the real situation, right? It's a guiding situation, not Dinka."

"That's why you are! There are big things behind what you did to your sister-in-law. You don't like him for a long time!"

Dinka fell silent and sighed. "Good Mama ... Dinka was wrong. So how's Dinka doing now?"

"I'm sorry, sana! What did I do to Mama? You're the same thing, sister, not mom!"

"Don't, Mama's bummer!" quiet across there. "Bodo very, sorry Lebaran later! The overall! No sister, no papa, no mama, everything's sweet."

Jen who was half-dreaming as if gasped when she heard Dinka's ledge getting closer to her, rushed her body to the side so that Dinka did not see her. He just doesn't want to be caught until things get awkward for Dinka. He had forgiven, in which case he was also wrong for neglecting responsibility. However, Darren asks her not to be lenient for a while, Darren intends to teach his sister a lesson.

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In her quiet room, as her employees leave immediately as Darren arrives, Jen forces Darren to sit on her desk to be positioned higher, due to her unusually large belly size, Jen can no longer bend over freely examining Darren's wounds. He also forced Darren to take off his dirty pants full of blood and torn. Replace it with the new one they bought on the way here.

Wearing a boxer, Darren felt uncomfortable Jen treating both her knees and other scratches. Jen was silent because she felt guilty, imagining how tortured Darren was to hold the wound on his leg that was long enough even though not too deep.

"Other times do not maxain yourself if you can not nemenin, Ren .. call it there, just say that your work is not finished. I can understand." Jen still looked down while applying the medicine given by the nurse earlier. Occasionally blow.

"And I wanted to see them show the mighty tower." Darren chuckled, imagining photos of the USG being deliberately taken right between the thighs of their babies. "They must be so handsome and gentleman rich papinya—au!"

Darren lowered his head with a hard one-on-one breath. "Slow down, sweetie ... hurts!"

"Oh, sorry .. again ngingetin tuh lips so not narcissistic and nyebelin." Jen scowled as she looked at her husband who grimaced as a result of his wound being pressed firmly by him.

"Doctor Luna also admitted that they are handsome even for the baby's age in the womb, his nose is sharp and from his appearance already visible, Yang. You should be proud, dong."

"Sok knows! Doctor Luna will definitely also say the same thing with other patients whose babies are expected to be men." Jen finally couldn't bear to growl and deny Darren's thigh.

"Yes!" Jen grabs the newly purchased pants, then hands them to Darren with an annoyed insistence. "That's not knowing!" continued ketus.

"Oh, how angry? I'm an innocent person, I don't understand the same things .. I think that's a special compliment for us, right?" Darren prepares to go down, but Jen restrains her husband's chest.

"Stand ...!" Jen took a plaster from her bag. "Wear this rich Korean drama." Jen brandished the pictorial plaster like those in Korean dramas and movies.

"Closed on the wound, let it be romantic, Yang ..trus later you will be far away from me, you touch the plaque while smiling at the shadow of this incident and me." Jen put her index finger on both of her cheeks, Jen's head tilted and deliberately in cute.

Darren separated his lips, not believing what he saw and heard. "It has to be, huh?" Darren blinked at the color and picture of the plaster. Jeez Jen! Darren almost fainted.

"Gee, Brother ... occasionally nurutin wife, although not cravings, and this is in the snoring, cover up!" Jen started working, glued the plaster. And what makes Darren look full of Istighfar is not just one but many.

What sin am I, Lord?

Darren resigned with his hands propped up on the table, then his head looked up so that he did not see how scary the snoring and injuries were patched with plaster.

The door slammed open, then accompanied by a loud scream, making Darren straighten his body. Jen came up from the front of Darren. Their position is indeed very uncomfortable when viewed from the door. Darren turns his back and Jen appears from the front below Darren. Truly anyone who sees must think a no-no. Moreover, Darren's pants just placed on the other table.

"Next time lock the door."

Vaya stomped her feet before passing and slammed the door violently. Leaving Jen and Darren looking at each other in confusion.

"He why?" a question that was only answered with a shoulder raised by Darren.

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One day, gais🙏