Look at Me, My Husband
S2 Mother of my son 46
“Nai, don't go,” pinta Wira in a weak voice. The elbow of hands on the slender waist was getting tighter, the usually dashing burly body now handsome limply leaning on Naina's body.
“Yes, your back is wet, Mas. Better replace your boss.” Naina helps Wira pass the t-shirt attached to the body of the Hero, then put it on the nightstand.
“Where are you wearing it, Mas? I'll take it instead.” Naina smiled as she saw Wira fall down, hugging her roll back comfortably. The habits of the hero remain the same. Must sleep with a roll hug. The man did not care about the head pillow, but bolsters were the most important item for his sleep.
“There,” sahut Wira is weak, pointing towards the room on the right side of the room.
Hesitating, Naina walked towards the room that still felt unfamiliar to her. The Room is so spacious, with a masculine touch that is felt on each side. Stepping into the room Wira meant, Naina flinched. My feet were trembling, unable to go any further. Room with high glass cabinets on four sides. Depends neatly on all the clothes of the hero. It looks like a large closet, stored expensive shoes Wira and some collections of handbags of famous brands specifically men.
The side of the hero that has not been preoccupied all this time. Although he knew Wira now it was far away to leave him who just walked in place and became nothing. Evidently, dozens of luxury Wira cars parked in the basement, not ordinary cars.
Trying to explore a room that is like a men's boutique, Naina is increasingly made flabbergasted when approaching the glass cabinet that stands in the middle of the room. Dozens of luxury watches are neatly arranged along with belts and men's-only jewelry, such as rings, bracelets and necklaces.
“Like not Mas Wira only,” said Naina. Too fascinated with all the contents of the room, he forgot the initial purpose of getting into it.
Absenting one by one the brands engraved on each expensive product, Naina's eyes are rounded. The spirit changed far away. In the past, the hero did not care about appearance. The days of the hero are only preoccupied with his work and himself. Now the hero is like a new human being. There were dozens of perfume bottles lined up neatly in one corner of the closet.
Realizing something, Naina walked out. He didn't want to stay in that room too long. The price of Wira's goods is more expensive than her pride. If it goes away, it will not replace it. Naina smiled, and rushed out.
“Mas, I don't know where you keep your clothes.” Naina was already standing by the bed.
“In there, Nai. Just take! Whatever which one.” The hero said in a hoarse voice. Pulling out a thick blanket and covering her bare chest that was starting to get cold.
“Mas only!” Naina pulls the hand of the Hero to wake up from her sleep.
“My head hurts, Dear Nai,” said Wira.
“Come, Mas. Wake up!”
“My head is throbbing, Honey.” The hero must wake up.
Without hesitation, the man hugged Naina from behind. Dropped his head on the mother's shoulders from his son. “My head hurts, Nai. It was an earthquake. If it's not like this, I can fall.” Hero reasons. Walk in a position hugging and sticking tightly, walking both towards the walk in closet.
Waiting for Naina to find her clothes, Wira lay on her back on the sofa with one leg bent. The right hand restrained the head, the left arm of the Hero closed his eyes from the glare of the lighting in the clothing room.
“Mas, wear this shirt only, yes?” tanya Naina unfurled a black shirt in front of Wira.
“Ya.” The hero did not protest much. Immediately got up and let Naina help him put on his clothes.
“I'll make porridge for you. After that take medicine and rest, Mas.”
***
Naina re-enters Wira's room with a bowl of hot porridge. Luckily, there is a large stock of food in the refrigerator. Since Naina and her daughter lived in Wira's apartment, the man began to fill his refrigerator with meat, vegetables and fruits.
“Mas, I make porridge with chicken milk. Your assistant also came to bring medicine. Come eat now,” whispered Naina.
“William coming?” ask Wira.
“Not, the other one. I don't know this one.”
“Kevin.” The hero said quietly while trying to get up and lean on the bed.
“Shortly ... It's still hot, Mas.” It appears Naina blew a slow porridge inside the spoon before feeding it into the Virus' mouth.
“Mas, just rest. If there is anything, Mas can contact me,” said Naina pointed to the phone Wira on the nightstand. He can be relieved when memastika Wira has filled the stomach and take medicine.
“Where to, Nai?” ask Wira. Lying sideways, the man opened his eyes and looked at Naina with his own eyes.
“Mas rest only to recover quickly.” Naina said goodbye, while tidying up the blanket that covered the body of the Hero.
“Nai, accompany me here,” pinta Wira. Suddenly, holding Naina's wrist.
“Hah?” Naina surprised. His gaze was fixed on his wrist that was tightly grasped by the current Hero.
“I beg you to accompany me tonight, dear. I'm having a hard time contacting you if I need anything,” pinta Wira with the promise.
“Please,” Further Virgo with half-circumcised eyes.
Seeing the condition of the Hero, Naina relented. Choose to sit on the floor carpet, accompany it by the bed. The hero is not willing to let go of his hand. Not letting him go all night. He could only sit and wait until he fell asleep with his head on the side of the bed.
***
“I'm sorry, Nai. I had to keep you here. I don't know what else to do to melt the hardness of your heart.” The hero said softly, his eyes dimming when he saw Naina fall asleep from the fatigue of keeping her all night.
The clock on the wall shows three o'clock in the morning. Wira feels much better than last night. His head did not hurt anymore, although it was still a little dizzy. Her lips split wide, a smile etched on the face of her handsome man as her net locked back on Naina.
The mother of her child was sitting on the floor slumped over the bed right next to her. The hero can listen to the regular breathing which signifies how deep Naina is at the moment. The long hair was scattered in a mess on the white sheets, Naina's hands were still holding her hands in her sleep.
“I love you, Nai. Loves you so much. My love is still the same as the first time we met, still as big as the first time we kissed you. It was perfect when I first had you. And it did not decrease in the slightest even though the divorce ended everything,” said Wira slowly, rubbing Naina's long hair and kissing her gently.
***
Naina woke up from her sleep when she felt a burly hand wrapped around her body. Those beautiful eyes blinked a few times before finally opening perfectly. His heart skipped a beat with a confused face as he found himself sleeping in the arms of the Hero. The distance was so close, the roar of breath clashed against each other. Even the tip of the nose is almost touching. Memories of several years ago, which in his grave began to be excavated again. The beautiful memories he planted deep after the magistrate's hammer hit the table and legalized the divorce lawsuit began to open up. The knot that was tied so tightly, began to slowly decompose.
Deg—
“How can I move on the bed. As I recall, last night I sat on the floor and ..” Naina was unable to continue her sentence when she saw the two eyes that were looking at her full of anger.
Confusion has not been answered, changing the fear that attacked him. Her former mother-in-law appeared to be standing with both hands at her waist. The old woman's face nearly exploded, flushed withstanding anger.
Mama Wira jerks Naina's hand. “Exit from my son's room!” mama Wira's orders in a soft voice were barely audible.
Half-dragging Naina, she doesn't even care when Naina isn't fully awake. Still staggering and a little dizzy when forced to wake up suddenly.
“Wait a minute, Ma.” Naina tries to balance her steps with the footsteps of her former mother-in-law. Mama Wira's hand checks harden and begin to hurt the wrist.
Once out of the room Wira, Naina still had time to see a beautiful woman sitting on the living room sofa with a sweet smile on her. Perfect for the image of a woman. Just like an angel.
“Cute me! We have to solve this problem to the end. I don't want our conversation to sound that stupid kid!” Mama Wira began to dare to speak when they were outside the room.
“What are you doing in my son's room! Don't tell me you trapped Wira and slept with her while hitchhiking here!” accused Mama Wira with a thunderous voice when she was in Naina's room. He deliberately locked the door so that the conversation did not sound anyone.
“I hope you're not as dumb as Stevi! Don't bother my son. He already has a life of his own. I let you into my son's house just because you're his mother Vienna. Remember your limits, Nai. You're nobody here. You just hitchhiked in the place of Wira. It was also Vienna. If it wasn't for Vienna, I would have thrown you into the streets by now!”
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Tbc
