Love at the End of Time

Chapter 56

Who Injured Your Hand

“Come! Follow me!” harlan said ketus, while holding Maisara's hand, towards his personal care room.

Some elite people do usually, have their own treatment room in the hospital.

“Where?” Maisara said as she followed him with a stumble, as Harlan's footsteps were longer.

“Ahk! Unhand me! It hurts!” maisara shouted suddenly as Harlan clasped her wrists too hard.

Harlan looked over with a worried look.

“Where is sick?” the man asked worriedly, he looked at Maisara from head to toe.

“No more pain, otherwise you pull hard!”

Harlan pouted, thinking that Maisara was acting sick just because he did not want to hold her hand.

“Say if you don't want to be in his hand with the same me, whereas if held with others also want!”

Maisara was astonished to hear that remark, to him Harlan was so childish.

They walk in tandem. Harlan glanced at Maisara's slightly swollen hands.

“Why swelling? Did anyone hurt your hand?”

“Nothing, never mind! Just show me where we're going, who makes me sick doesn't matter!”

Maisara thought it was useless to say who made his wrist sprained. He used his handstool the wrong way, while trying to hold his weight. That man must have defended Sari who made her fall earlier.

Harlan led Maisara into her self-care room located at the very end of the corridor. All the rooms located in the corridor were very large like a land hotel reserved for special people like Harlan.

After Harlan and Maisara entered, the guards shut the doors tightly.

Once again Maisara muttered, aimed at the bodyguards, “This base of yours! Definition once!”

“Why can you be treated? What are you sick with?” Maisara asked, looking around the room and she was still standing by the door.

“Do not pretend not to know, I fainted last night because of you!”

“Masa?” maisara asked in wonder why he was being blamed.

Harlan still remembered that night he kept hoping on Maisara, until he lost his pride. He himself wondered why he could do such a foolish thing by waiting for him at the door. Something he had never done in his entire life. Leaving her tormented body in the rain, while the woman she hoped for her compassion, slept soundly in bed. However, as he began to realize, his legs could not be moved. He fell down after trying to take a step. In fact, to call the bodyguard he failed.

Harlan was very sorry because a moment ago he had sent the bodyguards away, so he resigned if he returned to his coma. Suddenly he feels that Maisara is a heartless, unfeeling woman. Though he had helped her by giving her considerable money in the name of Hansan building. He has no intention of owning the building and will return it one day.

Then, he woke up when he was in the hospital and he was quite happy to get his body okay. In fact, doctors praised his ability to survive is quite good. All thanks to that brash woman, he thought. He will reply later.

However, moments after that, he gets news about the condition of his mother who suddenly fainted, because he knows the information about his son's marriage to Raina. It has often happened to Wendi, he will faint if you get news that he thinks is bad. Therefore Harlan was so calm in facing him.

His reaction was different when he heard the news of Maisara's arrival from the guards. The woman could be relied upon to provoke Harlan's feelings. He immediately pulled out the infusion hose in his hand and went to the mother's treatment room to kidnap his wife.

“Do not talk about it anymore! Sit!” harlan said, while sitting on the sofa and his hands patted the empty spot next to him. He refused to talk about his own stupidity.

Harlan wanted to explain the matter between herself and Raina. Explain to Maisara why they got married. He wanted the woman to understand and stay by his side.

The girl stepped quickly towards the sink in the bathroom, not far from where she was standing. Then, spill all the contents of the stomach as usual.

While Harlan was glued to Sofanya. She digested the incident and thought that what Maisara said about her pregnancy was likely true.

So, she doesn't hate me? Is she really pregnant with my son?

“If it's done, hurry up here! I'm impatient, irritable, vindictive and love to kiss!” Harlan said strongly so that Maisara could hear him, because the toilet door was closed. He revealed who he was and how his personality was, very straightforwardly.

However, all that Harlan said was negative, he tried to lead Maisara to an attitude of anticipation when faced with him. The point is clear, so that the woman will obey.

Maisara had stiffened in the toilet, hearing what her husband said, but she was not easily provoked until she was calm and ordinary.

Whatisit? Anything, why did he say such a thing about personality? no one in their right mind talks about their own ugliness unless, he has a certain meaning, it is good to kiss, who would he like to kiss? Why didn't he say he liked putting his ants in? Fuck up!

Maisara appeared, and Harlan smiled faintly as he waved his hand for his wife to come closer. The woman now complied, because she had been tired of standing since then and she had to sit.

“Why vomit? Did you catch a cold?” harlan asked attentively, taking out a piece of tissue, and then rubbing the remaining water stuck to his wife's lips.

Maisara was silent, she was surprised by Harlan's gentle actions.

“You're not really pregnant, are you?” ask Harlan again.

“I'm pregnant and I'll have children soon .. You don't like children, so we better get divorced!”

Harlan squeezes the tissue in her hand, then throws it violently on the floor, thinking Maisara is pregnant just for hating her.

“You really want a divorce from me? Alright ... I will grant it but not now!”

“Why don't you have another wife? You used to hate me being betrothed to you, even asking for a divorce, why now you are holding me back, you are so weird!”

Harlan was silent for a while while closing her eyes, and took a deep breath. He tried to make peace with himself.

While outside the door, the guards heard a scream from Maisara. He was alert and anticipating, but there was no shouting louder than Harlan. He thought his master had really learned about patience by facing his wife.

After opening his eyes, Harlan grabbed his wife's hand and gently rubbed the swollen part. He massaged slowly, not in a swollen place but at the top of Maisara's arm little by little, then down to the elbow as it continued to repeat itself.

Maisara was dumbfounded and silent, Harlan's slender but powerful finger movements were like a professional incandescent. He enjoyed the massage, it hurt a bit, but it didn't make the injury worse. He also accepted it.

“Tell me why your hands sprained?” asked Harlan without staring at the interlocutor he continued to concentrate on massaging.

“So I almost fell, but I held it down because I protected my stomach,” Maisara said while grimacing.

“Why can it fall ...? You next time be careful if it's like this again, I'm also the one who bothers!”

“I didn't ask you to make me mijitin me!”

Ck!

Harlan turned to look at the woman he was treading on seriously, then he asked seriously as well. It seemed like he wanted to continue discussing one thing, to convince himself that Maisara had the same feelings as him.

“You sure you're pregnant with my son?” said.

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