Marrying my Helper Girl

Sulking

Seconds change with minutes, minutes change hours, and hours change with days. Time passed so continuously without being changed let alone stopped for an instant.

It has been 3 days Bela was aware of the critical period, treatment and treatment continues to be done by the Doctors who handled it so far. Talented Doctor from Rumah Sakti Father-in-Law Bela who for 2 years was held by Her Husband, Rifqy Al-Furqan who is also a Surgeon and Internal Medicine Specialist at the Hospital.

Many times Bela always asked the Husband, Parents, In-laws and Doctors and Nurses at the Hospital.

He always asks her what happened to her? why should treatment and treatment be as strict and as often as possible like this? he was healed and didn't hurt anything.

Bela did not know that something had actually happened to her body that would one day make one of her internal organs problematic. Yes, Bela only knew that he had recovered from the tumor he had suffered. But the truth is he was wrong!

The tumor is gone! but a new tumor appears that must be operated immediately and coupled with the incident of injecting drugs with snake venom in it makes Bela's body often drop if too exhausted.

This morning Bela had woken up earlier than before. He wanted to walk out of the Hospital looking for fresh air.

As usual, Bela always persuaded her to also seduce her Husband to want to take him out of the room.

Yeah, that's Rifqy! since the incident a few weeks ago, Rifqy did not allow Bela to leave the Hospital without a companion and Rifqy also did not want Bela tired because it was too long to walk.

Maybe that's selfish, huh?

And you could say Over Protectiv?

But Rifqy doesn't care. All he thinks about now is the health of his wife, Wife and Wife so as not to fatigue that will lead to another drop for Bela's body which is now frail.

Bela looked at her husband. "Sister!" call Bela then.

But what is this?

Rifqy seemed to know what his wife meant. His head shook rapidly after his wife called. Even his eyes chose to dodge and did not want to meet my eyes Bela who was indeed made to weld Rifqy to melt.

This can't happen, if this keeps on I'm going to melt into him!

Oh my goodness! look at his funny eyes. No doubt I can not be rash and can not be destroyed, Syasya's body has not fully recovered! I don't want to take any chances. Inner Rifqy seemed to want to shout accompanied by the head when aware of his fantasy.

"Sister?" still not giving up?

Yes, it has been 2 days Bela sulked and seduced her Husband to want to grant his wish that only want to breathe fresh air outside the Hospital Room.

You stingy! Bela can only snort in disgust with the overprotiv behavior of the Husband. Yeah, how else? she's still your husband Bela!

With a sulk, his lips he poked with his arms folded across his chest. It's free to sulk like a child, even her husband won't melt. He was upset, upset and half-dead.

Just want to go out for a breath of fresh air can't you? that's right! since when did you try Rifqy Over Protectiv like this?

Actually what the hell happened when I was still in a critical period until his behavior was too excessive. Bastard nyebelin tau no! Inner Bela.

Oh forgive the Over Protectiv attitude of your Husband!

And forgive the selfishness of your husband!

It's better for you who are threatened. There's still someone who wants to take you down!

Roughly the veiled girl sighed. He has given up! during these 2 days he persuaded Rifqy, but what? didn't work!

Regretting he put on his sweet and unyu face if it still does not work.

The girl's left leg started to want to get off the white bed. But Rifqy was stopped when the young man saw his wife wanted to go down.

His forehead shriveled. "Where are you going?" asked Rifqy trying to calm down, he was afraid his wife would be angry because she was not allowed to leave the room.

Bela looked bellowed, and it suddenly made Rifqy hold back her laughter. That cute act was so adorable in the eyes of that handsome young man of Arab - Indo descent.

"You go to the bathroom!" reply Bela ketus. He was still angry and upset!

Rifqy smiled gently. "Here I help!" only 2 steps he walked had been stopped by Bela.

"Do not want!.." said Bela quickly. What a shameless thing! then he refused to take me out of the room and now he wants to help me? I don't want to. Inner Bela continued

But not Rifqy name if quickly give up just because of the words of his wife. Not type!

"Let me help!" it was not an offer but an order from a Husband who was too worried about the Wife he loved so much.

A clean white burly hand with fine fur there seemed to be pushed aside by the clean tiny hand that belonged to Bela, his wife.

"I said I don't want to!" bela screeched with her lips washed out afterwards.

His eyes were glazed - the glass wanted to cry but he was still able to endure it. But it can be seen by Rifqy's eye view.

"Hey what's up? why are you crying?" with a soft sigh, Rifqy rubbed the eye dew that had begun to melt the floor on Bela's cheeks.

"I want to get out!" great-granddaughter The veiled girl softly. His eyes still let out a clear liquid that now fell on Rifqy's arm.

"Syasya, I just don't want to.." neither did Rifqy finish with his words, spontaneously Belaemotong.

"I know! I'm going to the bathroom. Step aside.." sambar Bela who began to be careless with a thousand reasons that just slid out of those lips.

That irritated snort came out again from Bela's mouth. "I just want to get out! what harm? basic byebelin!

Too over! overdo it! egotistical!

If gini-rich continues how I want to heal, I can't even enjoy the beauty of the outdoors." Mumbled Bela shortly after in the bathroom.

"Can't! can't! and can't! that's what he answers every time I take him out of here.

I just don't want you to cape!

I just don't want you to be tired!

You have not fully recovered!

Don't be reckless!

Don't force me if you haven't healed!

Don't ngeyel!

Don't argue!

Don't be weird - weird!

It's for your good! so nurut.

Bulsyitts!! that's bullshit!! that's not good for me, but he's now putting me in this room!

Bummer!!!" Bela continued to grumble by several times mimicking the way of speech of the Over Protectiv Husband, not forgetting the hand that also contributed when talking.

Hew

Bela tried to calm down!

Trying to catch his breath slowly and exhale again. He repeated several times in order to eliminate the annoyance and also annoyed with the Husband.

His efforts were not in vain! it's worked.

After Bela vented her scolding inside the bathroom. The girl started to come out as she was getting tired while standing up. I don't know why his legs are so limp and not usually like this! makes Bela wonder - wonder. His legs seemed numb if he had not hit - a small hit. And sure enough! his legs again felt a moment after being hit - a small hit by him.

With a step Gonta Bela out and do not forget to close the bathroom door.

When turning around, Bela's eyes widened instantly looking at the sight before her eyes. Yes, she saw the Husband holding a wheelchair with a warm smile and the words 'MAAF' in his seat. Oh my goodness! whatisthis?

"You out?" the question was actually heavy to come out of Rifqy's mouth. But how else? he wanted his wife to cry again just because she couldn't get out of the room. He did not want the Wife to feel imprisoned in the VVIP Room of the Hospital.

Bela's eyes glazed over the glass as he nodded and at that time Rifqy lifted his wife's body to sit on a wheelchair that he would use to take his wife out of the room.

"Thank you! I'm sorry I was..."

"You don't have to apologize! I'm wrong, because it's too hard on you. Where are you going now?"

Bela nodded. "To the flower garden in this Hospital."

Rifqy smiled warmly. "Whatever to you, Princess!"

Your style! like ala - ala soldiers who bowed respectfully to the Queen only. 😂😂

Seeing that Bela chuckled softly.

"That dong laughs, it's beautiful." Replied a smile by Bela.

"Come..."

"Lit go!!" bela exclaimed to make the handsome young man of Arab descent - Indo was jumped in shock for a moment before he then laughed together.

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