Miss Your Hugs

Chapter 54

Bara drove a car casually, heading to the shopping mall. Bara parked his car, and entered a mall that is quite famous in the city. While holding his wife's hand, occasionally he kissed the back of his wife's hand.

“Honey, I don't have a credit card. The card was blocked a few months ago, do you mind using cash only.”

“Iya, it does not matter mas,” said Nisa smiling.

Bara smiles happily, having a wife as good as Nisa. Why is he so stupid, treating his wife so badly first.

Before shopping, Bara took the money first at the ATM machine.

“Come on,” take Bara.

They walk hand in hand. Nisa chooses fresh vegetables, as well as other kitchen needs.

Bara still faithfully follows his wife, while pushing the trolley. Once it was enough, Nisa joined the line to go to the cashier table.

After making payment, Bara carrying his wife's grocery bag, headed to the car.

“Cape yes?” nisa asked, looking at her husband's face as though she was exhausted.

“Slightly. I don't know these few days, my body feels tired quickly. Though I did not do a heavy enough job,” said Bara.

“Do not stay up mas,” said Nisa softly.

“Iya darling. That's all I do for you, for our future, ” said soft Bara.

He drove his car out of the parking lot.

“Where else are we baby?” ask Bara when stopping at a red light.

“Just go home. You must also cape and need a break.”

“Good mistress,” said.

When stopped at the red light, Bara narrowed his eyelids, looking at the number of the car plate that was in front of him.

“Why mas?” nisa asked seeing her husband rubbing his eyes.

“I can't see what number of car plates in front. Maybe minus my eyes increase, please take my glasses in the bag,” point Bara to the bag.

Nisa obeyed what her husband said, and handed over her glasses.

“Thanks dear.”

Nisa smiled, she was astonished by the attitude of her husband who observed the plate number of the car in front of her.

“What's with the plate number? Want to install a lottery number?” asked Nisa chuckled

“Togel? I don't understand what you mean.”

“My eyes are like blurry, see car numbers like shaded,” Bara said.

“What we are to the Doctor only mas. Lately I noticed, very often headaches.”

“I'm afraid of serious problems,” added Nisa again.

“This is just a regular headache dear, maybe because of fatigue alone,” Bara said put back her glasses.

Their conversation stopped when the green light came on. I drive the car casually. It didn't take long, now they arrived at their residence.

Nisa helps her husband bring groceries into the house, even though her husband refuses she insists on taking a bag in her husband's hand.

While in the living room, Bara placed her shopping bag violently, she ran towards the sink in the kitchen, and pulled out her entrails.

Hoek...Hoek..! Bara let out stomach contents until coughing.

Hearing her husband's vomiting voice, Nisa ran up to her husband and massaged him slowly behind her.

“Mas,” call Nisa.

Saw the breath Bara up and down, feeling his stomach as in stirring. He sat on the floor, with his eyes closed.

“Honey please get me warm water,” said Bara still sitting leaning.

Nisa hurriedly picked up the glass and poured hot water mixed with ordinary cold water to keep it warm.

“Honey, this is drinking.”

Nisa sat down, helping her husband to drink. Nisa picked up the tissue on the table, then wiped her husband's wet face with the tissue.

“Mas, are you okay?” ask Nisa worried. Seeing Bara still close his eyes, with breath still up and down.

“Entah, my head is very dizzy if it opens its eyes,” I see Bara.

“We go to mas room,” invite Nisa. Slowly Nisa took her husband, to enter the guest room.

“Rest first. I'll rub some telon oil on your stomach.”

Nisa painstakingly rubs the telon oil on her husband's stomach, and also massages Bara's head slowly.

“What mas has previously experienced Vertigo?” ask Nisa.

“What's still dizzy?” nisa asked seeing that her husband had started to open his eyes.

“No,” said Bara lied.

Looking on his wife's face very worried, he was forced to lie even though his headache still hurts. But it wasn't as painful.

“I will make you warm tea, so that your stomach feels warm.”

Bara nodded.

A few minutes later, Nisa brought a tray of warm food and tea. As she remembered her husband had not eaten dinner, because it was too late to make him catch a cold she thought.

“Mas, drink the tea first.”

Nisa sat on the edge of the bed, holding a tray on both her thighs. Hearing his wife's call, Bara sat down to face Nisa.

Take a glass containing warm tea, drink a few sips, then put on the nightstand next to his mattress.

“Eat the mas, since we have not eaten. Because it is late to eat so catch a cold,” said Nisa.

Nisa mixed the rice with soup sauce, which she cooked this afternoon.

Nisa feeds her husband, dutifully Bara makes her mouth slowly chew the food.

Several times the mouthful, Bara again felt nauseous and wanted to remove his stomach contents. Trying to hold it down so as not to get it out.

“Dear, I'm so nauseous,” said Bara leaning on the head of the mattress.

“Please get me the medicine box in my room yes,” Bara command.

Nisa nodded, putting the tray on the nightstand. Then rushed out to take the medicine that was in her husband's room.

He returned with a medicine box and a glass of water.

“This,” said Nisa gave the box.

Bara searches for the drug, which Nisa herself does not understand what kind of medicine her husband is looking for. Bara opened the medicine and took the water in his wife's hand.

“Please,” said Bara put the glass.

“Rest lah.”

Nisa pulled a blanket over part of her husband's body.

“Honey, lie down with me here,” invite Bara to pat the mattress next to her.

Nisa smiled, then went into the blanket with her husband. Without a doubt, Bara immediately hugged his wife's face right on his da*his wife.

“Honey, tender once.”

His face plays in his favorite area.

Plaque...! the sound of Nisa's hand punch, right on her husband's shoulder. Instead of being angry, Bara chuckled.

“He was dizzy, but still had time to do pervert!" nisa protest.

Bara raised his face, to the level of his wife's face with only an inch away.

“I pervert with my own wife,” said Bara spoke softly while smiling knots.

“Damn it, why am I the embarrassed one,” Inner Nisa held back her smile.

“Sayang. Thanks for taking care of me.”

Nisa nodded with a smile.

“This is my duty as a wife, sleep.”

Bara nodded, smelling at a glance the ranum lips of his wife.

Slowly began to close the eyes, visible breathing that had begun to irregular and sound soft snoring.

Seeing that her husband had fallen asleep, Nisa slowly moved her husband's hand from the top of her stomach.

Nisa exited the room, headed to the kitchen. Want to clean up their groceries. Storing vegetables in the refrigerator they bought in the shopping center, she continued to wash the dishes her ex-husband ate.

Nearly thirty minutes into the kitchen, Nisa finally finished it all.

Without realizing it there was someone standing behind him, who was watching him.

Hup.., someone hugged her from behind.

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