My best friend my husband

Caphter 26's. Azlan Fever

At 21.00 WIB, Park Jong Ru opened the door to the room to see Azlan still lying on a single bed with both eyes open.

"Go home, your wife is waiting for you" Park Jong Ru said. Azlan turned his head towards Park Jong Ru making his tears fall without excuse.

"I was afraid to meet him. He must be angry and disappointed to see my situation like this" Azlan said.

"If you don't go home, your wife is even more upset."

Azlan finally relented and went home. On the way home, he drove slowly with tears constantly dripping.

He unlocked the door and entered not forgetting he locked it back. Just this morning he was making out with his wife and now came a wave where he was very angry.

Chequek.

Azlan looked at a girl who was waiting for her presence in bed by playing her phone.

Dars was surprised not to play to see the state of Azlan with puffy eyes, flushed and a random appearance.

Azlan threw his suit on the floor and walked quickly towards Dara who was still shocked to see how she was.

Cup.

Dars rounded his eyes to find a warm kiss from the husband. Not lust, but rather Azlan wanted to wipe away the trace of Kang Yuri on his lips. Azlan did it violently and brutally. He ended by hugging Dara and crying on the wife's shoulder.

"Why brother?"

Azlan's cry became. He doesn't care if a man arrives, or something. Because her heart was broken by Kang Yuri.

"No. I miss daddy." Azlan answered Dara's question with a flash. While Dara was still confused with Azlan's reply.

"Don't lie."

"I take a shower first." Azlan walked towards the bathroom. He stared at himself in the mirror reflection, slowly his memory was lost after erasing Kang Yuri's trace on Dars . He washed his face with water in the sink and began to wash himself.

When she was done, Azlan came out of the bathroom and made Dara go straight into the blanket. Azlan smiled at her behavior. He put on his clothes in the room and followed Dara in bed.

Dara touched Azlan's jaw while looking at him.

"Sleep, tomorrow I'll work." Azlan led Dara to lie down and drowned the girl's head in the chest of her field.

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At 02.00 in the morning, Azlan's eyes could not be closed, Dara was already soundly asleep in the chest of his field. Azlan looked at the girl and began to do it gently. Azlan's eyes began to sleep and he fell asleep on his wife's shoulder.

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At 5 a.m., Dara felt her shoulders weigh like she was propping up something.

"Argh." Dars opens his eyes and finds Azlan's head and some of his hair touching Dara's cheeks.

Dara put Azlan's head on the pillow, she felt her shoulders ache and tingling at the same time. He got out of bed to perform the morning prayers because Azlan could not be awakened. Maybe because his eyes were too heavy to move.

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This morning, when Dara saw the refrigerator, she found a beef thigh, she remembered the first time she had breakfast at the home of her mother-in-law.

Dara smelled the smell of her cooking and put it in a glass bowl.

"Well, it's finally. May it be satisfying," he murmured. He looked at the door of the room, it seemed Azlan had not yet woken up.

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"There's no way he's like this" his monologue sees Azlan.

"So, why don't you wake up, anyway? It's morning, you know. I have a meeting, right now? Come on, get up" said Dara slightly shouting when she saw Azlan who was still lying in his blanket comfortably.

"Eugh." Just the little whimper that Dara received as a sahutan made the girl squash herself and just pulled the blanket that wrapped the body of the husband.

"Don't blame me, if you're late. I ..."

Dara's words came to a halt when the girls' eyes saw the memory of a grain of corn that began to wet Azlan's plenary forehead

Spontaneous Dara touching her forehead made her even more surprised because Azlan's body temperature was rising.

"Jeez, you're a thug, brother."

Without waiting for her reply, Dara left her room before finally returning with a basin of water and a clean cloth in her hand.

Dars painstakingly dipped the cloth into a basin filled with water and pressed the cloth on the forehead of the husband. Her breath hunted while calling out Dara's name.

After Azlan was silent and her breathing was in order, Dara immediately dried her clothes and Azlan's clothes behind the house. While Bi Ima cleaned the house. Afterwards Dara returned to the room and saw Azlan was massaging his temple.

"Where's my sister's body now?" tanyanya sitting on the lip of the bed.

"This sunlight dazzles me," Azlan replied staring at the window of his room. Dara opened the room window curtain on purpose so that she would recover. The back of his hand he stuck to Azlan's forehead his body temperature was still the same.

Dara walked out of the room passing Bi Ima giving her a bowl of porridge and a glass of white milk on the tray.

"Thank you, bi." Dara said with a smile while Bi Ima nodded her head and went back to work. Dara went into the room and fed Azlan with chicken porridge that Bi Ima made for her.

Azlan initially refuses, but Dara gives him a sharp look so Azlan is devastated and finally he receives a bribe after a mouthful from Dara's tiny hand to the last mouthful and is covered with a glass of milk.

Dara also cleans Azlan's body using a wet cloth because Azlan told her to. Azlan felt the hand tremble as the wet cloth touched the surface of his back skin.

"Don't you do it, why is it still shaking?" Azlan glanced towards Dara . Dara remained silent and took a deep breath and began to cleanse Azlan's upper body, neck, face and hands.

Azlan looked at Dara's face that was cleaning her arms while holding Azlan's wrist . It was cold, that was how Azlan felt.

"Finish." Dars gives Azlan a t-shirt and puts the basin in the kitchen and goes back to the room.

"Today I'm not going to the office."

"Yes, it's okay. Brother recover the fever."

Azlan nodded his head approving the advice of the wife. He patted the bed on his right and pulled Dara's hand making the girl lean on the back of the bed. While Azlan hugged Dara's slender waist and then fell back asleep in Dara's arms.

Adnan's body stiffened to get such treatment from Reyndad and over time he relaxed and stroked the black mane of Reyndad that almost covered his eyes.

Azlan had not cut his hair since he married his girlfriend, I don't know what was on his mind. what is clear is that he wants to look manly and charismatic in front of Dara so that the girl does not turn to him.