Jrat Love Pak Dosen

Chapter 59

Shania is helplessly drooping after an impromptu visit from her husband. The plan to cook for dinner with the husband was not done. Keenan's wife can certainly no longer stand after serving the husband's appetizer.

Keenan, who had long resisted passion, was finally able to channel in his halal field. Not enough to climb nirvana, the young doctor who still has excellent stamina pounded the wife until she lay helpless. To go to the bathroom only the woman who two months ago married by Keenan was unable to stand let alone cook.

Keenan went down to the kitchen to see if anything was eaten or not. Since entering this new room he came out after three hours locked up with his wife. The lights in the kitchen were already dim, it seemed like Mbok Iyem the assistant had entered his room so that all the lights in the lower room were off, leaving the lights dim.

At the dinner table there is still food covered with food hoods. The food is getting cold. Shania's husband began to heat the side dish for a while to just warm up.

Finished warming the side dish, the man filled the plate with rice along with the side dishes. Keenan brought food and drinks to his room using a tray for easy carrying. As soon as he entered, the wife had finished her bath and was sitting at the dresser drying her hair.

"Darling, let's eat first. You must be hungry because you are tired of pleasing your husband," said Keenan as he put the tray he brought to the table.

"In the meantime, my hair is not dry yet" said Shania who was directing the hairdryer to her head.

After keeping a tray filled with food and drink, he rushed to help his wife dry her hair and tie it after it dried.

"It's beautiful, let's eat!" said Keenan while peeping the top of his wife's head.

They walked towards a long sofa not far from the bed. The two sat together because they ate from the same plate. They feed each other, so that if people who do not know how their previous household will not believe.

Just a few bribes, suddenly Shania stopped eating because she felt nauseous. Keenan's wife ran to the bathroom to spit out her entrails. Seeing the wife who was not okay, Keenan followed the wife.

The young doctor lightly scratched Shania's nape, then rubbed her back to help relieve her. After no more spewing, Keenan immediately took warm water and handed it to Shania.

"Drink first, let's not get dehydrated" Keenan said after Shania received the glass.

After drinking up to half a glass, Shania stood up slowly as her body was limp. Keenan swiftly carried the wife to bed. Shania's husband pulled a blanket to cover her body to the chest.

"Eat yes, just a little. I'm bribe. Your stomach is empty again, "persuade Keenan in a soft voice, but only answered with a headband by his wife.

"I'm sorry, because I can't help yourself so catch a cold because you're late to eat," said Keenan sad, feeling guilty for his wife for obeying her prophet too much.

"I'm fine. Don't blame yourself. I'm also guilty of no longer being able to hold back my long-term longing for my husband without news" said Shania, who unintentionally insinuated the husband.

Keenan scratched his non-itchy head. The man felt guilty for never contacting his wife while in the land of the Neighbors. Her guilt grew even greater seeing the wife, but she was delighted that her departure had returned the much-loved woman.

"Sorry, I'm really sorry. Our team is in a remote and isolated location making it difficult to communicate by air. Sorry, Sweetheart. I promise I'll change our time together." Keenan looked at his wife.

They embrace each other to release the feeling of longing and guilt lodged in the heart. A few minutes later the two appeared to be asleep with their bodies hugging each other under the same blanket.

At four in the morning, Shania woke up because her stomach was stirred. He immediately ran towards the bathroom to remove his entrails again. However, no one came out at all.

Only a yellow liquid that tasted sour and bitter came out, it was only a little. The woman's body went limp because she tried to vomit her empty stomach contents. Shania could only lean against the bathroom wall because her legs could no longer bear her weight.

Keenan woke up after his hand touched his side with no wife. The man looked for the whereabouts of his wife and found her in the bathroom in a position of concern. The body rests in a bathtub with a deathly pale face.

The young doctor and lecturer immediately lifted the wife and took her to bed. Then, pick up medical equipment to check on the wife. After making sure the wife is okay, then she went to the bathroom to clean up because the dawn adhan was already reverberating when she checked on Shania.

Age fulfilled his obligation as a Muslim, Keenan asked Mbok Iyem to make porridge and soup for his wife. The man was very worried about the situation of the wife who suddenly dropped like this. While checking on Shania's heartbeat earlier, she felt something else.

Her pulse was the same as when she helped her sister-in-law one month ago. As expected at that time, the sister-in-law was two-bodied. So, he also drew the conclusion if the wife was like that.

Keenan immediately contacted the obstetrician who was working at his hospital. He asked the doctor, who is more than half a century old, to come to the house to check on his wife.

"Please, Doc. Try to come here immediately. Poor my wife is so limp," Keenan pleaded in a pithy voice.

Meanwhile, in Jogja, Arshaka was accompanying his wife around the traditional market just to find the market snacks she wanted. The young lecturer looked uneasy through the narrow alleys that were muddy and smelly. The man covered his nose repeatedly.

"Honey, this place is so dirty. Can't we just find a snack outside the market? I'm afraid you have a stomachache after eating the snack" Shaka said as his wife bought a cake that looked unattractive at all, even the place seemed shabby.

"Do'amu, Mommy! So ugly. Glad I'm sick, hmm?" sahut Shaila with a sharp look.