
Juna went into the room just as Risa was drying her hair.
The man then walked up to Risa, grabbed the hair dryer held by the woman, then helped Risa dry her hair.
“You know, I love your hair, beautiful,”, Juna said while commenting on her smile.
“Not need to spread sugar, I'm missing your dreadlocks,” said Risa. However, he secretly carved out his smile.
“I'm serious, Babe,” kelit Juna.
“Ya, it's up to you,” said Risa as she moved from her seat.
Juna let out a short sigh looking at his wife who was still acting tough on him.
“That's why, Sa? More PMS, huh?” asked Juna, she could not stand Risa's behavior anymore.
Risa turned her head, looking at her husband with her upset look. But then, the woman stepped back on her feet, towards the large suitcase lying on the table.
“You if there is a problem tell me the same, do not be kept angry continue to be angry like gini, make people confused to know,” said Juna.
Risa was silent not answering. The woman just focused on sorting out the clothes in her suitcase.
Looking at his wife's attitude, once again Juna heaved a heavy sigh. The man then stepped closer to Risa, hugging the female body warmly.
“I'm sorry if I was wrong with you,” whispered Juna. “Don't be like this,” he said again.
The man then twisted Risa's body. Then slowly he brought his face closer to Risa. As for Risa, she was just silent, ready to accept what her husband would do to her.
And, Juna also put his lips on his wife's ripe lips. There was no movement from the two, they just stuck their lips together.
“Honey, I—”
“Huek ...” The sound of nausea was coming from Risa. She felt nauseous after Juna kissed her. There was an uncomfortable turmoil that urged his stomach to let out something tempestuous.
Feeling like vomiting, Risa ran to the bathroom. The woman squatted on top of the sitting toilet. It spewed out everything in its stomach. However, the few times he tried to spit it out, nothing came out.
Risa sighed softly. He then drowned on the bathroom floor.
“Darling, you why?” exclaimed Juna, the man looked at Risa in panic.
Risa was silent, she looked at her husband without taste. Somehow the woman sometimes felt like being close to Juna, spoiled with the man. However, the next second, she was embarrassed to see her husband. Risa herself was confused by her mood which was like a rollercoaster. Uncertain ups and downs.
“We're going to the hospital, yes?” bring Juna.
Risa shook her head, the woman then tried to get up. Juna helped him, he supported his wife's body to get out of the bathroom.
Slowly, Juna led Risa to their bed. Laying his wife's weak body slowly on the bed, then pulled a blanket for Risa and covered the woman's body to the extent of the neck.
“Rest, I'll make you warm tea,” said Juna as he slowly kissed Risa's forehead. After that, Juna moved away, intending to get out of the room.
However, suddenly Risa's hand held her back, making Juna look back at Risa's face which now turned pale.
“Don't tell others I'm like this. I don't want to make them worry. Later if they know, Mama and Aro sister would have told me to go to the hospital,” he said.
Juna let out a soft sigh, he stared at his wife's face intensely. “You're sick again, honey. Your face is so pale. Anyway later after you drink the tea, we go to the hospital,” said Juna. The man then sauntered away, not giving Risa any chance to reject him.