My Beautiful Teacher
Chapter 83 Massage of a wife
" Please call OB and tell me to go to my room right now, " said Dion and then closed the phone call again
" Diva, you never change. " Sighs Dion
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...This afternoon after finishing his Ashar prayer, Sitha went to the front yard of the house intending to water the plants that were there...
But when he reached the yard he found Dion's car that had been parked neatly there
...Sitha was astonished because it was rare since she had lived in this house, at this hour Dion had come home from work and had been at home...
" Well, is this Dion's car ? mas Dion had come home, but it was only four o'clock in the afternoon" Sitha said to herself and went back inside the house to look for an aunt.
" Bi. "call Sitha when you see your aunt in the kitchen
" Yes non, what's up ? " ask aunt gently
" Em. that's bi, dion has come home bi, " asked Sitha
" Sita Sitha saw her car in front of her, "
" Oh. den Dion, yes non den Dion has come home. Just now, like his den Dion no longer feel good non. You see, I asked the same drug supplies aunty. after aunty gave her medicine, den Dion immediately went upstairs. Want to rest he said. "obviously bi Asih at length.
" Oh, that's so, um mas Dion what pain." asked Sitha, can not be denied that his heart is very worried about the state of his husband.
" Aunty also does not know non, just said she just did not feel well, he said." said aunty.
" Yes already aunty wants a backyard first yes non, all of you want to see den Noval. You see den Noval again play in the backyard as well, "aunty said
" oh yes bi, "aunty also passed from Sitha's presence and stepped her feet towards the spacious and cool backyard
" Dion is sick, did I go to his room just to see the circumstances. But afraid to disturb him if he rested again, "cloak Sitha continued to stare towards the stairs hoping that her husband suddenly appeared
...Finally Sitha took the initiative to make porridge for her husband...
...After struggling with his cooking utensils in the kitchen, not ten minutes of Sitha's porridge was ready...
...The savory and appetizing aroma filled every corner of the kitchen...
" It's ready, just take it to Dion's room. May Dion eat this porridge, "sitha smiled expectantly
...Sitha brought a bowl of still-hot porridge and a glass of warm water to Dion's room...
...After arriving at the door of the closed room, the girl then knocked on the door slowly...
Tok !
Tok !
" Yes. "but silence has no answer
Because of the push of worry, Sitha finally slowly opened the door of the room,
...The spacious room was a little messy because Dion took off his shoes and work clothes and put them away...
...Sitha put the porridge she brought on a small table in the room and then tidied up the items scattered on the floor...
...Dion was sleeping under his thick blanket...
...After everything was neat as ever, Sitha then approached her husband's bed and sat beside the large bed while enjoying the face of Dion who was sleeping but looked tired there...
" Mad, Dion's m. "and yet Dion still remained unmoved.
...Either the courage from which Sitha reached out her hand and held Dion's forehead with her palm to ascertain the state of her husband...
" Geez, Mas Dion had a fever. "surprised Sitha after feeling her palms hot after touching Dion's forehead
" I'll get you a warm compress, "say Sitha and get up from her seat immediately
...But then Dion's hand held him back and with surprise Sitha finally sat back down...
" Mum, you have a fever. I get a compress for a while well, "sitha said staring at Dion's eyes that still seemed closed.
" No, " said Dion, releasing his hand from Sitha's arm
" Then Dion ate this porridge first, it was still warm. After that take the medicine yes mas, "sitha said reaching for the bowl containing the porridge that she made earlier on the table
" Sitha.. Can you mijit ? " tanya Dion still remained with her eyes closed
" Mijit.. ? em, it could be mas. but a little. "answer Sitha seemed hesitant with her ability to massage.
" Then please massage my body, it feels like my whole body feels sore. After the massage I hope my body can fit again, "bluff Dion slowly opened his eyes staring at Sitha who was sitting next to her bed
...With a little hesitation, Sitha finally nodded her head...
...Dion got up and opened his shirt when Dion opened it in front of Sitha...
...The girl hurriedly turned her face away. Both of her cheeks were hot watching her husband's half-naked burly body...
...And about the state of his heart now he feels is not okay, because his beats as if a drum that will advance for war...
...While Dion just stared expressionlessly at his wife...
" Began, "command Dion after turning his body on the bed with a prone position
" Bismillah, I can. You can definitely Sitha, "inner Sitha reassures herself.
" He is your husband Sitha. Your husband, "inner Sitha continues to speak to encourage himself so as not to be nervous as possible.
Slowly his tiny hands landed on Dion's exposed back
...Slowly the girl began her massage for the first time for her husband...
...Actually he is not very good at massaging, but he used to often see the routine that his mother did for his father first while at home...
...So a little more Sitha understood the massage technique that her mother did when massaging her father...
...The tiny subtle touches were slowly felt on the back of his body...
...The longer the touch was so intoxicating that Dion closed his eyes, enjoying every touch his wife gave him...
...Sitha's hands seemed to be dancing behind her back...
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