My best friend my husband

Chaptre 84.Quickly Heal

After the chicken soup and avocado juice ran out, I brought the old dishes and cupcakes to the kitchen and washed them in the sink.

I cupped dishes and cupcakes on the shelf. There was the sound of Adzan Magrib.

I went into the kitchen toilet to fetch water and performed the magrib prayer in the room.

After finishing, I let Mother Fisya go home to go home.

"Why don't you guys just stay here?"

"Hehehe, sometime, ma'am. Dara's situation is not good. Then get more nicotine. Tomorrow, Azlan will have to go to the office. If there, Bi Ima has to take care of Dara ."

Mother Fisya can only nod resignedly and then I carried Dara out of the room to the car.

Chaca immediately opened the car door for Dara next to the driver's seat.

"Thank you dear."

I said as I sat Dara there and gave her some of the money I took out of my wallet.

"It's Azlan's son, just for you. We also hold the money," refused Ms. Fina.

"Gift, mom. All this for Chaca's snack for two weeks."

I gave a million rupiah worth of money in blue sheets.

"Thank you, brother. May Brother Dara recover quickly."

"Thank you, baby."

I stroked the tip of his head and kissed his forehead while shaking Bund Fisya's hand and ended up running the car home.

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Up in front of the gate, I got out of the car to open the gate and closed it again.

Arriving in the car garage, I carried Dara back to the room.

"You are very light. Tomorrow's a lot to eat."

Error, I'm actually lying. Dara's weight has now gone up and I was a little troubled when I had to climb the stairs to our room.

"Rest, sister wants to take a bath first, eat, pray."

I sat Dara in the bed and then I walked to the bathroom to clean the body, back to worship and dinner together.

I can't give Dara noodles, meat or eggs. So, I made a fruit salad menu for her.

There are still kiwi fruit, apples, dragon fruit, lemon, cheese, and sweetened condensed milk in the refrigerator.

"You're a vegetarian tonight, yes. In the refrigerator there was the same egg noodles. Brother forgot to buy groceries for us."

"Yes." Yeah."

Dara replied with a nod accompanied by a smile. While I went back to the kitchen to make her some warm chocolate milk.

When I finished, I told Dara to take off her clothes because I also had to clean her body.

"Huh?"

"What?" I looked back at him who was holding a wet towel.

"But-"

"Would you sleep, but not take a shower all day?" cut me.

"No."

I lifted Dara's body and sat her in the chair I had placed on the bed.

I took a sitting position on the lip of the bed facing towards her while Dara sat behind me.

"Open my shirt?"

"Yes" I replied briefly.

Dara took off the buttons on her shirt. Yeah, when I came out of the room, I also gave her my blue shirt.

Dara removed 3 buttons of the top shirt and lowered the shirt on the back.

My eyes are patterned looking at his back which is white, clean and smooth. Especially now the condition of the room is bright, so that the skin of the back reflects light.

Gluey!

I gulped and started touching his back with that wet towel. I cleaned his back slowly then switched to the nape, shoulder and wrist.

My heart was beating so fast, my breath was a little hunting and my jaw was going up and down holding him back.

I got out of bed and leaned slightly in front of Dara to clean her front body.

Huh, hold Azlan. Your wife is sick now, I thought as I looked at her chest.

While Dara was staring down as I started to get busy with her front tubh.

I crouched down and put her right leg back and put that tiny, white, smooth, soft leg on my lap.

Then I put down that right leg and grabbed the injured left leg. Dara grimaced a little as I lifted that leg into my lap.

After she finished, Dara told me to take her to the toilet because she had to clean her face and brush her teeth.

"So, I'm gonna change this."

Dara pointed towards her stomach. I who understood immediately came out of the toilet and closed the door while waiting for him in front of the bathroom door.

"Udah?" my many.

"Not yet."

I still faithfully stood in front of the toilet door and opened the toilet door as Dara shouted from inside the bathroom.

I carried Dara on my way to the bed.

"Tomorrow should not be moistened first if you take a shower. Try not to get wet, the wound is still not dry. Wait 3 more days."

Dara smiled as she nodded her head in understanding.

"Why in the first place, are you using all mango trees? Can you climb?" ask her.

"Don't I climb the mango tree, I climb the durian tree too."

I was silent hearing it. Is Dara dreaming or what?

"Really?"

"You're proven?"

"Don't," cutie.

If he wants to climb a durian tree whose tree is bigger than a mango tree. I was so stunned to hear the other side.

Many women are afraid of heights. Me included. Do you remember when we went to the night market and rode the kora-kora rides?

Yeah, that's how I am (Author)

Really afraid of heights, but have a smart brain.

I lay down on the bed and put a pillow in the middle to make Dara look confused.

"Sister will not know if you hug you, even your wounds are affected."

"Yes." Yeah."

Dara took the bear doll I had bought for her and hugged the doll.

"Can you be that doll?"

"Huh?" Dara looked back at me.

"Son's jealous that you hug the doll, it's not a big brother."

I puffed both my cheeks making my lips move forward.

"But it's the brother who bought this doll. Let's just say I hug brother."

"Haish, it's not the same."

I tilted my position towards Dara by placing my left hand as a cushion for my cheek while my right hand was on a bolster pillow.

"Cheal fast, chagia. Next time you want to do something, be careful. If not, then the result."

"Hm, so you feel burdened?"

"No, honey. My sister doesn't like you being sick. If you are sick, you can feel what you are feeling too. Anyway, whatever mass you face, never hide from brother. You are the responsibility of your brother, even if life is at stake. Brother is ready, as long as you can see the beautiful world. Brother is also willing to sacrifice himself for you."

Sorry for typo🙏

Get well soon, Dara