Like Marrying a Boy

SMB 27S

Gatra was surprised when he just opened his eyes, he immediately heard the sound of Agnes vomiting in the bathroom. With a hurry, he immediately followed his wife filled with worry. 

"You sick?" ask Gatra worriedly. He rubbed his wife's nape and gave a gentle massage. 

"It feels so nauseous. In fact, the food I swallowed last night, all out." Agnes' voice sounded weak even though the nausea felt had begun to decrease. 

"We're going to the hospital now?" take Gatra, but Agnes shook her head quickly. 

"I want to sleep." 

Gatra carried Agnes and carried her to the bed. Then he did not forget to cover his wife's body. 

Afterwards, Gatra left for a few minutes and returned with a cup of warm tea. Patently, Gatra fed his wife. 

"Never go to work again. You're home enough and waiting for me to come home" Gatra ordered, but Agnes was silent. "You didn't hear me?" 

"Yes. I hear. Didn't you go to work?" ask Agnes. Still closing my eyes. Trying to get rid of the dizziness that makes him want to return nausea. 

"No. I don't want to leave you alone" said Gatra. Agnes' eyes were wide open. 

"Why? You are a restaurant owner who should be diligent because you have to be a role model for your employees" said Agnes. His lips were pursed. 

"Let's. You're more important now. I can work every day, but for now there is nothing more important than making sure you are okay" Gatra said. He smiled at Agnes who was blushing in embarrassment. "Don't ge-er." 

"Gee!" Agnes rubbed the former center of Gatra which was actually very slow on her forehead. "Don't fuck or I'll take you to papa. Later you will be charged as an offense because you have done the KDRT," he threatened. 

"You dare to do that?" Gatra showed an annoyed look. Agnes nodded quickly. "Just do. If I'm in jail then don't blame me if you miss your handsome husband."

Hueek! 

Agnes ran to the bathroom to spit out her entrails again. Gatra soon followed him.

"Oh my God, this is so bad." Agnes almost drooped in the bathroom, but Gatra held her back quickly. 

"Are you sure you don't want to go to the hospital?" ask Gatra again. However, Agnes shook her head quickly. 

"No. I'm tired of having to stay there. I'd better just be home. Sleepings." Agnes was about to walk into the room, but Gatra carried her back. 

After a few minutes, the bell at Gatra's house sounded. Gatra thought it was the doctor, it was Janu who came. 

"Where's Agnes?" ask Janu. Scanning the entire room to see where her daughter is. 

"In the room, Pa. From this morning kept vomiting" said Gatra. 

Janu, who was sitting, rushed up. "Oh my God, how could it be? Why don't you take her to the hospital?" Janu stepped wide towards Agnes' room followed by Gatra at the back. 

"Agnes refused, Pa. He really doesn't want to. But, I was calling the doctor to come here," explained Gatra. 

Janu also breathed a sigh of relief. At least, Gatra showed a responsible attitude. Janu immediately went into the room and sat down on the edge of the bed. He saw Agnes sleeping. Janu rubbed the top of Agnes' head to make her open her eyes. 

"Pa-papa," call Agnes down. 

"Your face is pale. You sick?" asked Janu softly. Agnes nodded weakly. "Why not go to the hospital?" 

"No, Pa. I've been feeling better. It will also heal itself," said Agnes. Even though he had to force his smile. 

"But you should really get a checkup, Nes. Papa's scared ...." 

"Don't be afraid, Pa. Agnes is fine. It will heal itself." Agnes tried to calm the heart of the father. He glanced at Gatra who was still standing not far from the bed. 

"Papa's not calm if you haven't heard that you're okay. Tra, why is the doctor so long?" Janu slightly turned to look at Gatra. 

"On the way, Pa." Gatra replied politely. 

"You called the doctor?" ask Agnes annoyed. Gatra just assented. "Gee! You shitty husband!" 

"It's okay. Basic wife ggeyelan," reply Gatra did not want to lose. 

"Mr ...." Agnes whined, while Janu shook his head many times. 

Oh God. Janu can only hide.