I'm (Not) a Cheap Woman

Big Baby

The next day, Arka spilled all her complaints by gathering with her high school friends until the afternoon.

Morning, sightseeing. Afternoon, watch a sports game. Continue by playing the game at the home of one of the friends.

Then, playing basketball. Even when it rains. Ahalsil, Arka came home wet.

“Live shampooing Brother! Let not fever,” pinta Nisa on him.

Reluctant to heed Nisa's words, Arka even postponed to take a bath. He prefers to reply to Dara chat that has been piled up, because he did not have time to open when playing basketball earlier.

A few minutes off...

Nisa enters the room with a warm cup of tea for Arka.

“Astaghfirullah, haven't had a bath yet? Get ready for a fever.”

Arka does not say. He who was cold only grabbed the tea Nisa made.

“Thank you,” he said and refocused to the screen.

When night falls, Arka comes out again. He said he wanted to hang out with his friends again.

Luckily, there is a white meow that accompanies Nisa at home. At least, he did not feel too lonely in the spacious mansion.

Arka came home when Nisa was asleep.

***

After performing the dawn prayer, Nisa went to the kitchen to prepare breakfast. When he returned to the room, he found Arka still on the bed. “Kak Arka, wake up! Bathing, sister, it's near seven o'clock. Not to the office?”

“No,” replied Arka in a raucous voice. He even coughed afterwards.

Curious, Nisa placed the back of her hand on Arka's forehead. “Hot, deserve no going to the office. Yesterday was told to shampoo even live main hape. Fever is.”

Arka does not say. He pulls Nisa's hand, so Nisa falls on the bed. Deftly, Arka pulls Nisa into her arms. “Borrow your body for a while, I am cold once.”

Can Nisa feel the body of the hot Arka. Her husband's body was also trembling with shivering. “If you don't want to get cold, wear a thick blanket Kak!” his protest was in the confines of Arka.

Arka tries to return to conscious mode. He releases Nisa, she gets colder. Retracting Nisa back to be hugged tightly, there was no gap for his wife to break away.

“Makanya do not ngeyel if told, Brother. Yesterday I warned you, straight away. But my brother doesn't want to hear. If it is sick like this, I must also be bothered. Release me!”

“Do not like to argue the wishes of the husband. Want me to divorce you?” gertak Arka's. Still with the position of embracing Nisa.

“Then again difficult and need me called wife. But if you are happy and do not need, I say cheap women.” Nisa took a deep breath. “Do you think I'm afraid of divorce? Not at all, brother. I'm actually very happy if Brother turns me on as soon as possible,” he added.

“I won't poke you that fast. Just wait another two years! After all, aren't you ashamed of being the subject of neighbor gossip? They must have accused you of the no-no. Just two months of marriage, already divorced husband.”

Come to think of it, Arka's speech has a point as well. In marriage, it is women who are often cornered after divorce.

Considered wasteful

Lazy cook it

Not taking care of the husband

And so forth.

“Let me go for a moment! I'd like to put on my big sock. Let Brother's feet warmer,” persuade Nisa.

Arka was not daunted at all by his stance from the start. “No. Don't let you let me go, you just run away. Don't want to take care of me.”

Nisa finally budged, lazily arguing. Be her body in Arka.

“Why silence?” ask Arka.

“What can I make besides silence? My body is imprisoned like this.” Nisa's voice started to sound unfriendly.

“Reply my hug, fast!”

That request was one of the most annoying things for Nisa.

“This brother, loved even ask heart.”

“Quick hugs! Before my hands fumbled by themselves,” threatened very cold Arka. Only then will Nisa obey him.

For some reason, they both felt comfortable with the position. Plus the drizzle in this morning, causing their mager soul to become so.

They finally fell asleep, after being lulled by the gurgling rainwater. And woke up when sunlight forced its way through the window glass.

Arka was no longer shivering badly. But his condition is still far from fit. Even so, he had already freed Nisa from her shackles.

“I'm going to the office. Many tasks that I have to complete,” said Nisa then stood up.

“If you go to the office, who will accompany me here?”

“Kak Dara,” reply Nisa fast.

“Because she can't, she accompanies her mother to therapy.”

As a human who still had a heart, Nisa was forced to sit back. Inevitably, he ends up becoming a hero to villains like Arka. “So, what can I help for you?” tanyakanya.

“My head hurts.”

Nisa also massaged the head of Arka. Until Arka who was still limp, fell asleep again.

Realizing that, Nisa then stepped into the kitchen. First, he glanced at the contents of the refrigerator. Removing a snapper that is inside. Turn it into soup, a headache reliever.

***

The fish soup is ready. Without lingering, he brought a bowl to the room.

“Wake up first, Brother! Eat fish soup, let your headache heal quickly.”

Arka sitting. His hands were still trembling, trying to grab the spoon that was on the lips of the bowl. But it's too hard with such limp hands.

Pitying Nisa watched it, took the spoon. He had to feed Arka. Yes, the husband who if sick behavior turns out to be like a baby.

Unlimited menu.

***

“Where are you?” ask Arka when Nisa stands up.

“Bring this plate to the kitchen.”

“Supnya want you to throw away?”

“Iya.”

“Do not throw away first! You should eat too. Don't let you poison me.”

“Astaghfirullah.” Nisa shook her head because of Arka's words. He immediately ate a few spoonfuls of fish soup left by Arka.

“Still there is it. Spend too! If you only eat a little, the effect must also not be severe.” Arka's view did not shift from Nisa.

Nisa. “Restimated.” He showed me the kinclong bowl.

***

After cleaning in the kitchen, Nisa returned to the room. Since today he did not go to the office, he decided to entertain himself by reading a novel.

He also sat not far from Arka, after taking a novel entitled Hypothesis of Love. Unknowingly, he fell asleep while reading it. And woke up to the sound of Arka coughing.

Nisa walks into the kitchen, for one simple purpose. Yes, to help Arka recover from her cough.

Take the lemon in the refrigerator. The lemon is then cut into pieces, then squeezed into a glass.

Step up at the last step, putting a little honey into the lemon juice. Ready, Nisa will bring the natural cough healing potion to Arka.

But before that, he took another glass. Just in case, Arka could have told him to drink the lemon juice later too.

“What is this?” arka asked as Nisa thrust the potion at him.

“Cough medicine. Keep calm, Brother. I also drink kok.”

“Exchange!” Arka grabs Nisa's glass and exchanges it for the glass she holds.