Marrying Wife Trust Brother

Part_55 for Uncle Roy

That night, Clara came home and opened the door to a scream that made Melvin turn his head. Melvin got out of bed and approached Clara, putting the bag on the table.

Melvin pulls Clara's arm strong enough to tell Clara that she's angry and doesn't like the vices she's used to.

"Cla, where are you?" melvin asked flatly but the look in his eyes kept on being disappointed.

"Main, I'm bored at home," she said.

Unleashed his high heels harshly in front of Melvin then entered the bathroom.

Melvin was stunned to see it, He was just like a meaningless person in Clara's eyes.

Melvin decides to wait for Clara to finish and will ask her again.

At Uncle Roy's house, a cold night as if piercing the pores of his skin resulted in uncle Roy being attacked by coughing.

"Ohuk... uhukkk....."

Bi Yuna squirmed, She was disturbed by Uncle Roy's voice.

"Mom, please Mr. Daddy's breathing is tight, ma'am" Melas Uncle Roy

holding his throat.

"Oh, this man I'm tired of the most colds tell Hana the Kerokin!" ketus Aunt Yuna instead hugged the bolster quietly.

"Mom, I'll have pity Hana all day work must be built. uhuk.... uhuk..," said Uncle Roy took a sitting position while continuing to cough.

Aunt Yuna finally came down and stomped her feet back and forth towards the living room to pick up the balm and the money.

Coughing Uncle Roy getting worse and not wanting to stop until he vomited blood from his mouth on the floor made the lips Yuna who just entered glare furiously.

"Sir, how dirty is that? what did my brother eat?" Aunt Yuna's screams reached Hana's ears.

Curious, Hana goes into Uncle Roy's room and Aunt Yuna's room. How surprised he was to see the condition of Uncle Roy.

"Oh my God, Uncle. Uncle's sick, let's go to Uncle's doctor," Hana bargained because Uncle Roy is very pale.

Bi Yuna glanced cynically at Hana.

"That you have money, Han. That's three hundred thousand to eat for the next three days" said Aunt Yuna.

"Auntie calm down later Hana find the money," replied Hana. Hana took Uncle Roy to the road to look for transportation through because it was already night difficult to get it but Uncle Roy also did not stop coughing and looked irregular breathing.

"Patience, Uncle. Just a minute, yeah..."

"Yes, Han. Uhuk.. uhuk.." apparently Uncle Roy couldn't bear the pain until he fell unconscious.

Hana was really panicking, she was confused what to do.

"Aunt Yuna, Uncle Roy, Bi!" shouting Hana. Aunt Yuna didn't take Hana's call.

So confused, Hana grabbed her phone. In his movement up and down the names of contacts on his phone. Who deserves to be asked for help.

For a moment Hana stopped him on Melvin's cell phone number but his heart was doubtful he wasn't sure Melvin was willing to come that night. Definitely Melvin's having a good night with his new wife Clara.

Hana shifted again down and had no other choice but to beg for Rangga's help.

Tut!

Tut!

Yoke!

There is no answer maybe Rangga is busy or has fallen asleep.

"Oh my God, Uncle. Wake up Uncle, what should Hana do, Uncle? What should I do now, should I call Melvin in the middle of the night?"

Hana's hands felt sweaty at the pressure by force contact name Melvin.

Melvin gasped to hear his phone ringing, picked up the phone and slightly stuck to the person who contacted him.

"Hello.." he said he did not want to hear Clara.

"Vin, do I need your help?"

"What's wrong? is it night?"

"Uncle Roy's sick and he's passed out I'm on the side of the road right now."

"A.. what? okay, I'm there now."

Clara comes out of the bathroom and snatches Melvin's phone.

"Heh, lady jal*ng don't you have any shame, how dare you call my husband these nights. You didn't know we were having a heavenly relationship right now."

Clara turned off Melvin's phone and threw him the basket very roughly.

"What are you doing, Cla?" melvin protests saw the phone go off.

"Whatever your business is, he's not your nobody anymore. Isn't it better we have fun now, Come on!" Clara pulls Melvin's arm into the bed. Melvin did not refuse of course it is something that becomes his need as a man.

Hana bergumpung alone, he cried could not bear to see the state of Uncle Roy.

"Uncle, let's wake up Uncle. Don't make Hana afraid of Uncle, Uncle!" Hana kept screaming, shaking Uncle Roy's body.

From a distance a car light approached them. Hana did not waste the opportunity to put Uncle Roy's head to the ground slowly to block the car.

"Please, Sir. Please...." Hana was waving her hands in front of the car and thought the driver was a man.

The car stopped and out a woman was none other than Diandra.

"What's up, son?" ask the woman.

"Please, Aunt. My uncle is sick and he fainted!" melas Hana in tears.

"Oh, Okay. Let me help you..." They both had Uncle Roy.

Hannah breathed a sigh of relief that the noble woman's arrival made her heart a friend.

Arriving at the hospital Uncle Roy immediately got a special handler thankfully the Doctor who served that night had not returned home after performing surgery on a patient.

The female doctor placed her palm on Uncle Roy's stomach and then tapped her two fingers on the stomach slowly. Obviously, Uncle Roy's stomach is like a cooking jackfruit.

"I think he's been sick for a long time?" ask the Doctor to Hana.

"I don't know, Doc. Uncle never showed his complaint" replied Hana.

"His stomach is quite severe he has stomach acid and several other chronic diseases," said the doctor.

"I mean, Doctor?"

"His lungs damaged many piles of mucus in them and his heart swelled up. He should be thoroughly treated with a detailed examination."

"Then what to do, Doc?"

"We check the lab tomorrow through a blood sample, if it can still be treated then Mr. Roy must routinely take medication and if not possible forced to have Mr. Roy immediately in surgery."

Hana could not speak anymore, as bad as Uncle Roy had been all this time. So clever he hid his pain from his family. Definitely Uncle Roy does not want to complicate the happiness of his family which is a top priority.

Diandra hugged Hana, unable to bear to see Hana grieving. "Patience, son. This is a test for you."

"False, Aunt. Auntie's good to help Hana."

"No problem, Auntie can't be that bad at letting someone in trouble."

In the room, Melvin and Clara have started a ritual to cultivate their passion for lovemaking. The two reciprocated the warm-up movement.

Melvin began to reveal a towel just five feet from the sidelines.