I Love You, Ma'am Kunti

cutting hand nails

Secretary Erik was pensive in front of the closed door. Peeking from the glass gap that merges with the door leaf.

Observing without a clear expression, a woman painstakingly combed Delia's long back hair on her bed.

A little surprised, maybe. That woman is nobody. Never did she let alone Delia act sweet for the sake of welcoming her arrival in the big house.

Curses and insults were also often thrown from his daughter's mouth. While she was silent, she never cared, what would happen to her when she decided to become Devano's wife.

But at this time?

When her beautiful hands are stretched out willingly. Sincerely giving something that is most needed for the survival of Delia. There was no bad impression that he had, what more grudge, because of his daughter's actions.

From there he began to think a thousand more times when he wanted to do something.

Though there are various cruel plans that he has compiled to get rid of him from the life of Devano. Then made the child depressed because of his separation with Kunia.

And now, he saw all that sincerity to extinguish the fire of his ambition.

Erik did not come in, after running a little because he heard the commotion from two nurses. He chose to be quiet while listening to the words of two different-aged women inside.

Then decided to move away from that door to leave the Gift inside.

It seems like her little girl is starting to feel comfortable, even with her thin speech when talking. Responding to every word from Kunia.

***

Days change. For more than two weeks, Kunia always went to the hospital at the same time. Nine o'clock in the morning until one o'clock in the afternoon.

Though he never told her, not even once twice he asked the woman not to come again.

But as he saw?

The woman kept showing her nose in front of Erik.

Erik stood up, as the door of the VVIP ward was knocked on.

Kunia nodded once, greeting Erik politely.

"You're coming again?"

"Yes Tuan– I'm coming again." Without telling the girl to enter, and glanced at Delia who was asleep and smiled.

"Tomorrow, you don't have to come anymore. Because in the afternoon Delia– can already go home," he said, cold as usual. The world turned, with lips still on its back, cheerful. He also spread a happy aura when he knew that Delia would be coming home today.

"Oh yeah? Thank goodness he's okay."

Erik answered no more, except he walked out of the room.

Take a moment at the door lip. When he heard the folding chair was put forward Kunia and he sat there.

The world took Delia's hand.

"Your nails are beautiful but long" he concluded softly while observing the beautiful hands. He found a wound on the tip of his sweet nail, which he complained about yesterday. Because it hurts due to a slight tear in one of his thumbs, he turned back to look at Delia's face. "Can I cut it?"

A moment of silence, like waiting for an answer. Erik who was still there smiled faintly. Because it was ridiculous, he asked very softly at someone who was falling asleep.

"Aaah, because you just keep quiet, I assume you agree," continued Kunia while chuckling.

Erik shook his head, and decided to continue his steps out of the room.

Dunia took something out of her bag. The tool he had brought today, to cut Delia's pretty nails.

"Naaaah this is it. You see this, I'll cut your nails, no matter if you're going to roar or not after this." .

With great care, the kuni began to pick at the nails on the fingers of Delia's hand, until neat.

Five fingernails have been cut off. Dunia smiled.

"Look at this spicy-mouthed girl, I cut your nails... I'm sure once you wake up, you'll be cursing at me as usual. But I don't care." World with a very soft voice, while whining.

He again grabbed the other hand and then cut it too.

"Yeah, kereeeen. I hope you don't get angry... But more?" Tapping his chin like he was thinking. "Oh. Yes... Because of my kindness, your pretty nails have been trimmed away."

Twelve feet of ria, while playing his tongue acting prank cut all over.

"Cari..." The sound of the girl lying on the bed.

Now the world is finished, after the last nail he cut. His smile was perfect. Greeting a pair of eyes with those lashes open.

"You, what are you doing?" Tanya Delia, hoarse.

Delia opened her eyes as wide as possible.

"What did you do to me, huh?" Delia's eyes were fixed on the nail cutter in Kunia's hand. "What do you want with that thing."

"What do you think this is? Obviously I've done the treatment for all ten of your fingernails."

"What?" Delia raised both her hands, her eyes widening. He saw the long, sweet fingernail cut to the end. "God!! Hey ugly woman, did you cut it?"

"Yay– my work is neat, right? It's just nails anyway."

"Just nails said you, you hick!! Just so you know, huh?I installed these three-dimensional cuttings in Paris. It's a big price, and you just cut it?" Riled.

"Long nails are not good. Moreover, you are sick."

"But you can't just cut it!!!" Delia shrieked then after that whining. "Hiks... My pretty nails."

Kunia grabbed the girl's hand, then showed one of them.

"You see this, you're complaining of pain, right? Because of the inflammation caused by a tear in the nail this is what causes your thumb to ache and slightly swell."

"Yes but not everything you cut, you're so evil!" Still whining.

"No need to be sad. Soon these nails are long. I'm the one who's gonna put the cuttings on."

"No want! I don't trust you." Still whining.

"You have to believe I'm an expert. Now it's his legs, huh?" The world is temporary

Delia herself immediately changed her position, sitting down.

He held Kunia back from touching her toenails as well. "Don't touch my toenails either."

"I can't. My hands will itch while doing an incomplete job."

"Basar udik–" pull clothes Kunia at the waist. "I said no, yes no!!"

"But I'm gonna do it unless you're willing to follow my will."

"Don't be weird, huh? I've never done anything for someone else, let alone a cranky like you."

"Oh... Yes, I'll cut it all. Including your long hair."

"A– what?" Delia panicked more and more, she held her head. While Kunia's hand was raised, doing a movement like squeezing something.

"I've been itching to trim your hair like I've cut out my Barbie doll's hair." Smiling wickedly.

Delia shook her head. "You don't fuck around, do you?"

"Eat him follow my will."

"OKAY!!!" Disappointed. "What do you want? I'll obey."

"Promise?"

"I'm not the kind of person who never keeps a promise."

"All right, simple. Just call me with a pretty sister-in-law."

Delia glares. "You don't expect me to call you that!"

"Well, if you don't want to, you don't think I brought the scissors?" Kunia pulled out the scissors from her bag.

Goddamnit! He really took her. (File)

"Hei–"

"Csssttt.... Call me brother-in-law."

"I don't want to."

Ctaaa... Ctaaaq... Dunia plays scissors in her hand.

"Hiiissshhh, okay. Sister-in-law!!"

Dunia smiled. "What brother-in-law?"

"Sweet sister-in-law! Satisfied you!!!" Hit it in the back.

"good.. good..keep it." Kunia laughed in satisfaction, while Delia only sighed, glanced at her hand again and whined slowly lamenting that her beautiful nails had been cut off.