I'm not Wonder Woman

Sena is at peace

Sena is done mopping and mopping. He also bathed Rizki Sena to make Rizki milk.

"You're here drinking milk. Mama's gonna take a shower first. Don't hold on to anything if the milk's abis." Sena said softly.

Sena held a small mattress in front of the tivi. Sena tuned the children's broadcast television.

Sena rushed to take a shower. Sena wants a shower. He felt himself very crumpled and shabby.

15 Minutes later, Sena was dressed in a house dress. Suits pants and blouses of material that is comfortable for home.

Her hair was wet. He looked fresh even though his face was very pale. Her lips are also slightly blurred.

Sena stroked the head of Rizki who was watching tivi.

The sound of the roar of the familiar motorbike engine in Sena's ear, stopped in front of the contract. "Dad's home." Whisper Sena on Rizki.

"Mom's going to the back room." Sena said slowly.

Sena pressed the off button on the remote tivi and directly carried Rizki into the back room.

I heard the door lock open. Sena didn't put a key on the door. He did lock the door. Fajri always carries a spare key.

Sena pretended to be tidying up the materials of the children's clothes that she was going to cut tomorrow.

"Assalamu..." Sapa Fajri's.

"Wa aleikumussalam..." Sena answered in her heart.

Rizki sat on the bench by Sena. Rizki goes along to help Sena fold the ingredients.

Fajri stood glued in front of the back room door. He saw Sena with wet hair down. His face lowered covering the wounds on his lips and cheeks.

Fajri approaches Sena. Fajri sits in front of Sena but Sena turns her body around.

Fajri restrains Sena's body. He hugged Sena's body. "I'm sorry.... I'm khilaf." Fajri's crying. His tears spilled onto his cheeks soaking Sena's hair that was indeed wet.

Sena slightly dodged Fajri's embrace. Fajri felt Sena's body hot. "You sick?" Fajri asked touching Sena's forehead but Sena immediately dodged.

"Do you really not want me to go home?" Ask Fajri. He lifted Sena's chin because Sena kept her head down and wouldn't answer.

Sena's tears have already fallen to the cheek. Fajri saw Sena's pale face as well as her lips. He saw a wound on the corner of Sena's blue lips, as well as a picture of her hand on Sena's cheek.

Sena grimaced with pain while Fajri touched her cheek. Fajri hugged Sena again. "I'm sorry..." Fajri stroked Sena's long hair.

"Have you eaten?" Ask Fajri who broke his embrace. He looked at Sena's face. "Look at Me..." Fajri Pinta.

Sena looked at Fajri's face. "Are you still angry with me?" Ask Fajri.

Sena lowered her face again. He refused to give an answer.

Fajri sighed. Free He asked Sena who was still angry at him.

Fajri was very hungry. He went to the kitchen because he got no answer from Sena.

"Well... Yeah..." Rizki called him asking to be carried. Fajri. "Mom not yet?" Ask Fajri.

Rizki. Fajri opens the lid of the rice saucepan. He looked at the stale rice and began to mold.

Fajri sighed. "That means you didn't eat from yesterday." Fajri looks very guilty. He knew Sena was devastated by her attitude of having flirted with Sena.

Fajri lowers Rizki. "You go to Mama first. Dad wants to cook. We'll mamm." Fajri.

Rizki nodded and entered the room where her mother was.

Fajri threw the stale rice container into the trash. He soaked the curtains with water. Fajri took the pot and rice. She washed. Fajri cooking rice. He also opened the refrigerator looking at the contents.

"There are only eggs." Mumbled. Fajri sliced onions and chilies. He made an egg omelet while waiting for the rice aron.

Fajri was frying an omelet with a small flame. He washes the curtains.

Sena just listen to the sounds of the fusion of pots and other cooking utensils. She knew her husband could cook. That's why he just kept quiet and didn't take over.

40 Minutes later, Fajri is ready to cook. He took the rice to the dinner plate for Sena as well as a piece of egg omelet.

Fajri approached Sena. "You eat huh?" Fajri thrusting plate. But Sena still didn't budge.

Fajri started bribing his nasi. Sena remained silent not touching the rice. Fajri finally bribes his rice to Sena.

Sena threw a face rejecting Fajri's bribe.

Sena looked at Fajri, challenging him. His eyes are full of no fear. Fajri was momentarily aghast at Sena's gaze.

Fajri put the plate down. He hugged Sena again. "Please... Ii'm Sorry. Do I have to prostrate myself to kiss your feet, so that you will forgive me?" Ask Fajri with a glance.

Sena was still silent. Eyes down. Suddenly Fajri prostrated wanting to kiss Sena's knee. Sena. Sena immediately dodged, He retreated but his head hit the sewing machine table.

"Aduuuhhh...!!" Sena stroked his head.

Fajri. He immediately cupped Sena's head.

"What the hell is that? Hik... hik..." Sena sobbed to feel his head hurt, not yet healed his pain yesterday, now even more.

"Abis You nyuekin Me. I'm stumped... I beg you. I'm sorry." Fajri stroked Sena's bumped head.

"You eat first. Abis it's me taking medicine." Fajri Pinta.

Sena just nodded. He finally made peace with his heart. He could not bear to see Fajri who was very sorry for him.

Fajri infiltrates Sena. Sena's mouth felt stiff as she opened receiving a bribe. "Aaauuwww..." Sena complained.

"Slow down ya." Soft Fajri Pinta.

Sena chewed it slowly. Fajri tidied up Sena's hair that covered next to her face. Fajri slipped behind Sena's ear.

"Already Mas.... Stomach hurts. It's a limp." Sena Whine.

"New three bribes..." Said Fajri who returned to feed Sena.

"I can't Mas... I'll spit it all out." Sena said slowly.

Fajri takes the drinking water and gives it to Sena.

Sena gulped it down. Sena just wants to drink and drink. He felt thirsty even though his stomach was bloated.

Fajri continued eating. He finished Sena's rice.

Occasionally Fajri also feeds Rizki who is noisy asking mamam. Fajri chose a piece of egg that had no chili.

Sena even curled up on the floor with a scourge.

"So you sleep on the floor? It will get sick even more...." Fajri was a little upset.

"My body feels weak. Her stomach doesn't taste good." Sena said that was holding her stomach.

"Patience yes. I'll finish my food first." Fajri.

Before long Fajri tidied up their eating marks. Fajri then cleans himself up. Before long Fajri had been wearing his shorts without a shirt.

Fajri sees Sena who is still curled up on the floor in the back room. Fajri sighed. He rushed over to Sena and immediately carried Sena's body.

"Maass....!" Sena's surprised. He who was closing his eyes, did not expect that Fajri would carry him.

Fajri ignored Sena's repulsion. Fajri takes Sena's body to the room and lays it down on the bed slowly.

Fajri took eucalyptus oil. And start massaging Sena's legs.

"Maaz.... What's to do?" Sena's not feeling well.

"Your body is very hot. There's something you're in pain. Fajri.

"Open your shirt, Dad?" Fajri Pinta.

"Rizki hasn't slept yet Mas." Sena.

Rizki, who had been following her father, put herself in bed.

Sena stroked Rizki's head. Rizki was already very sleepy. Rizki fell asleep soon.

"Now take off your shirt." Fajri.

Sena. Fajri began massaging Sena's body from the legs to the back and head.

Occasionally Fajri pranks on the sensitive part of Sena's body.

"Glassman...." Sena moaning. "I'm sick again..." Decline Sena.

Fajri could only sigh, dampening his lust.