My Husband is a Ningrat

My Husband is a Ningrat
Chapters 125. [Main gundu ]



The next morning was the most fun for me. Doctor Vanya has given me permission to go home. I'm so happy, it's a sign that I can meet my real husband, while my fake husband is going to the pharmacy to make up for the medicine that I have to take regularly.


I feel guilty for having made her bother while in the hospital. But, I also feel happy, the presence of Nanang became someone who comforted me. Through the chandelier, it seemed to show he was fine.


"Mr..." I hate that call!


"Have you finished your administration?" my many. A nurse came into my room.


"Reply healed Rinjani's mother, remember yes, should not have sex first until the condition of the uterus improves." The nurse took off an infusion needle attached to the back of my hand.


"Until when, Sus?" nanang asked as if he was really going to have intercourse.


"Three more days there's a control schedule, make sure to come." Me and Nanang nodded.


The nurse came out of the room, leaving me and Nanang.


"Have we performed our love." Nanang helped me to stand up, though,


"Nang... Can I take you off with a hug?" I put my hand on his neck. While Nanang was just glued to his place, "Thank you that Mother Sasmita has given birth to you."


"That's all, no other romantic words?" Nanang returned my embrace, "Thank you for not only the 730 days I was with you, now let's go home, Kaysan is waiting for you at home." He put my body in a wheelchair.


"What about your stomach?" asked Nanang, "It's good." I replied,


"If so take it as a luggage, because my hands are not enough to carry it." explained Nanang, immediately put some luggage on my thighs.


"A lot, smell again."


Nanang shook his head, "That's your dirty clothes."


"He-he-he... I'm sorry, you must have been disgusted to take care of it."


"Disease, no, vomit yes." as far as I could not accept it. "Say it sincerely!"


Nanang did not open his voice, he was busy pushing a wheelchair to form a zig-zag pattern. "No, geez! Don't let us break the wall. I'm not healed yet, Nang...!" If only this wheelchair had not been brake manually, Nanang and I had been dribbled to the security guard office because it made a noise that caused ornamental flower pots almost become victims of Nanang silliness.


"Ngor."


"Funny, Ma'am. When else, can a wheelchair toy. I rarely do this." Nanang smiled as if.


"Say a less happy childhood!"


"Kok you know?"


Nanang again advanced his wheelchair, down the hospital corridor to the parking lot. The fact that from childhood Nanang cannot behave like a child makes my heart tremble, later my son will experience the same thing as Nanang.


All must be sharpened early on, so that Lestari lan ora escape budoyo marang [Lestari and not forget about culture ]


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Arriving at the main house, Kaysan greeted me in the parking lot. It should be working hours now, but why is he still at home, wearing casual clothes again?


"I'm going straight home, ma'am. Give my regards to Father and Mother Juwita." Nanang opened the trunk of the car, letting the courtiers take my luggage.


Kaysan followed her, then opened my car door.


"Thank you, Nang. I sent the bonus to your bank account" said Kaysan, opening my seatbelt.


"You get paid Kaysan, Nang?" I don't believe it, but there is a relationship between the two of them.


"The hawker, Ma'am. Cook yes 3x24hours I only receive thanks." said Nanang smiled widely.


"Thank you, mas. Next time I need to be ready." Nanang raised his hand, respectfully. Kaysan who was careless finally carried my body out of the car.


"Be careful of the lying wife, don't miss." Nanang's rant that made Kaysan's forehead wrinkle.


"Don't listen, she's the same twin!" I said to calm Kaysan down,


"What happened three days ago may not change your heart."


"Jani just got home, we'd better miss."


Arriving inside the room, Kaysan laid my body down slowly. He crawled up onto the bed and clutched my body tightly, "I'll make up for the time wasted yesterday."


A smile on my lips, expanding,


"Kangen yes, I did too." I stroked Kaysan's hair, he fell silent and changed his sleeping position.


"What's Nanang messing around with?" Kaysan looked at the ceiling of the room.


"Me and Nanang did not mess around, it's just, me and Nanang yesterday..." Kaysan turned his head, his eyes looking at me sharply.


"Are you guys playing behind my back? If you tell me the truth."


My smile is getting bigger.


"Jani got tired of lying down mas, help Jani lean?" my door.


Kaysan carefully helped me lean on the back of the bed, "If it still hurts to lie down!"


I shook my head, "Here I hug." I spread my arms, only that Kaysan was still reluctant to return my embrace. "Jawab first!" said.


"The wife just came home instead of being loved and interrogated, and would you be a cop, what would you like to be my husband?"


Kaysan smiled broadly, "Sorry my wife, I'm just worried about you, about our relationship." Kaysan cupped both of my cheeks with his hand, next he pinched both of my cheeks.


"Sick mas!" I rubbed my cheeks, "Mas why the hell?" my continue.


"There is no lie between us." I responded by cupping his jaw, though,


"Jealous turns out to make you a little chatty, huh mas." I pinched his nose.


"Me and Nanang do not play mas serong, but play concubine." my candlestick which was immediately showered with various questions, and,


"Mundo! There can't be a mound in the hospital!"


"Gundu has Nanang." I explained.


"WHAT!" Kaysan shook my shoulders, there was a glint of anger visible from the look in his eyes, the more jealous he was the more I liked to tease him.


"Ha-ha-ha, I know what you're thinking, mas. Cute, gemes. It's old to be jealous like this." I pinched his cheek.


"Just kidding, now Jani's hungry. Can Kaysan bribe me?"


I seduced a little because Kaysan just kept quiet.


"During the hospital, Nanang was the one who bribed me, he was also the one who helped me take medicine." I smiled seductively, Kaysan's breath was hunting more and more. He got out of bed and rushed out of the room.


After fifteen minutes, Kaysan came to bring my lunch. He pulled my study chair for him to sit on.


"After lunch, accompany Jani to take a nap. Three more days there is also a control schedule. I'm with you, can I?" I thought that making Kaysan jealous right now was a cheating thing. On top of his face he nodded.


"Can't, just go with Nanang" Kaysan replied.


"Jeez, Jani was just kidding me about that, um. Jani just wanted to test how much Kaysan loves."


"No matter how much my love for you you can't feel if all you have in mind is Nanang."


I looked down, "Sorry." I said softly.


"Ha-ha-ha, so if there are serious people do not joke! Already come eat, after this I must accompany my wife to take a nap."


I nodded steadily, "Tell me when Kaysan was home alone, did Kaysan miss? Jani, I miss you so much."


Kaysan smiled wryly, so he picked up a spoon and fed me a bowl of chicken soup and tofu.


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