My husband is not the CEO

Twenty Six

Srrett!

The sound of car tires rubbing against the asphalt sounded so loud as Caramel stepped on the brakes strongly along with the cries of the people around. Caramel's chest hit the wheel with a sudden brake when she saw a little girl suddenly running in front of her speeding car. About 10 yards away he'll be right up to the basement but it's not going smoothly.

Caramel stroked her chest that was pounding, she soaked her lower lip and got down from the car. Ara again? Caramel approached Ara who was standing right in front of his car, if Caramel was a little late in stepping on the brakes, Ara must have clashed with the BMW of Rafka.

Ara seemed to cry as a result of being scolded by her mother who was upset because Ara never listened to her advice. Ara always ran ahead of her mother, it was very dangerous for a little boy her age.

"The child should not be allowed to be so sick, danger knows!"

"It's a good thing that the car directly brake, if not sure it's been hit."

"The child is held by dong."

The words of the people around who had been shocked by the incident in front of them had just.

"I'm sorry." Caramel sits level with Ara, but she's sorry for Adena. Caramel rubbed Ara's long, horse-tailed hair. He stared at Ara who had a bead just like Rama. Two beads that once made Caramel crazy. Eight years in vain, take care of the soul mate of people, Jane said at the time.

"I'm the one who's sorry." Adena pulled Ara and carried her.

"What's this?" Rama approached them, and he saw Caramel, and Ara wept.

"Your son is always running, almost getting run over." Omel Adena, he was tired of facing Ara who was very active running to and fro so he could not catch up to him.

"It's the same Papa." Rama took over Ara. The little boy immediately hid his face on his papa's neck.

"I'm sorry again once again." Caramel said again, he slipped the child's hair behind the ear.

Rama looked at Caramel closely, although the appearance of the woman was a little messy but for him Caramel was the first love that he could not forget until anytime. Now there remained regret that felt gnawing at his body slowly.

"It's okay." Adena said she felt guilty because this was not the first time for them. Ara was always galloping towards Caramel.

"If you'll excuse me." Pamit Caramel without seeing Ram at all, he was not willing to do that.

Caramel gets back in the car, he has to clean himself up and take some necessities for Rafka. He doesn't want to leave Rafka alone in the hospital for too long.

"Brave to shower yourself." Caramel muttered clenching her hands and ventured into the bathroom.

Although Rafka is more silent but Caramel feels lonely when entering this apartment.

Caramel did not dare to close her eyes even though now her body was under the water from the shower. As a result of his hobby of watching horror films, Caramel so often parno. Usually in movies, ghosts will appear in the bathroom. The water became blood then a shadow flashed in front of the mirror.

"Duh stinging!" Caramel screeched as the shampoo foam poured into her eyes, her hands fumbled against the wall and turned on the shower so she could immediately open her eyes. "Good not to use eyelash extension, can fall out all if used." His grunt.

Caramel usually spends at least 30 minutes in the bathroom but this time it only takes 15 minutes. It turns out that he has not had the courage to be in the bathroom alone. Caramel has a bad hobby for her daily life.

Caramel's hand felt Rafka's kiss on her neck in the mirror. Caramel was very upset this morning but now she is sad. Instead of wearing concealer, Caramel chose to grow her hair to cover the reddish marks.

Caramel stuffed various necessities into a small suitcase, it would take a few days off until Rafka was completely recovered. Caramel also inserts a hair dryer, she will dry her hair in the hospital.

******

"Are you okay?"

Caramel turned to look at Rafka who was lying on the bed. He put a small suitcase near the sofa and took out some of it.

"What am I?" Caramel asked, raising her eyebrows, she approached Rafka and sat down in a small chair near the bed.

"I didn't feel good when you came out earlier."

"It's okay, the proof is that I'm behind the spit." Caramel smiled knot. Looks like Rafka can feel the bad events that happened to Caramel earlier. But Caramel won't tell Rafka now, and he's fine anyway, just a little bit of chest pain from hitting the wheel.

"Thank God," Rafka rubbed Caramel's cheek, "you haven't had lunch yet, have you?"

"Oh yes .... " Caramel glanced at the watch she was wearing, at 2 p.m. Caramel had missed lunch so far, she was not hungry from earlier. The diet is.

"I've ordered your favorite fried chicken." Rafka showed me his phone, he just ordered a KFC package through an online taxi. "On the way." Added.

"Would you like to eat again?"

Rafka shook his head, he just wanted to see Caramel chew his food well until it ran out.

"Thank you for choosing me." Rafka pulled Caramel and hugged her tightly.

"Gee!" Caramel reflex complained when his chest hurt, he thought the impact would not hurt but it turned out to be quite painful.

"What's wrong?" Rafka stretched her arms and saw Caramel seriously, knowing something was wrong with her when she arrived.

"Why don't you get drained soon, you can catch a cold."

"I want to sneak here so it's not perfect to hang around at home."

Rafka doesn't know just how rushed Caramel is to finish bathing and packing for fear of being alone at home.

Caramel smelled the scent of fried chicken when someone knocked on the door, it seemed like she was born with a razor-sharp, sharp nose. Sure enough, a man wearing a green jacket greeted them kindly carrying a pack of Caramel's favorite KFC chicken.

"Thank You." Caramel welcomes a box of fried chicken complete with rice and Pepsi, it is a complete package that is able to make her happy—born and inner.

"Thank You Ka." Caramel cried after the GoFood mas went away.

That was the simple way to make Caramel smile wide until the neat row of teeth was seen. Rafka can buy 10 packs of fried chicken like that to see the wife's sweet smile.

Rafka held a smile when she heard Caramel's stomach voice, trying to put on a flat face so that the woman was not embarrassed. Sometimes Caramel also defecates in the room and Rafka pretends to focus on the television as if she did not hear it.

"Rare you sure you want to?" Caramel brandished a piece of chicken thigh to Rafka.

"I had to eat a soft-textured meal after the anaphylactic shock."

"Oh." Caramel covered her mouth full of food. "Fortunately you know."

"Of course, it's the second time."

"Hopefully the last one, I don't want you to go again."

Rafka winks her eyes to put on a wry smile. Caramel enjoyed the food voraciously, it was a beautiful sight that Rafka did not want to miss. Seeing those bulging cheeks full of food was a bliss for Rafka. Is everyone in love like that?

"Rain?" Caramel turned her head looking out the window, the rain had just fallen with lightning. Weather is difficult to predict, it seems like the earth does not want humans to estimate the conditions in the future.

Caramel pursed her hair that had not been completely dry to make it more free to eat. Although it is possible he can catch a cold if not immediately dry the hair but maybe it will not happen when his stomach is full.

"You didn't cover the red marks?"

"Where to go late." Caramel said exactly as in one of the advertisements on television.

"Will the hospital door be closed at a certain hour?" Rafka frowned.

Caramel smiled widely, why could he forget that Rafka was a robot. He was asked to joke any type of Rafka would take it seriously, It seems Caramel took longer to teach his beloved robot.

The food waste paper box on the table is now clean, Caramel does not leave a single item in it. Caramel cleaned the box and closed the curtains and turned on the lights because the day began in the afternoon. Soon the sun sinks because it does not use a buoy even though it already knows it can not swim.

"Are you sure you don't want to tell Mama?" Caramel sits next to Rafka and raises the headboard.

"No, tomorrow or the day after tomorrow maybe I can go home."

Caramel grabbed Rafka's hand and held it, looking at the man's pale face which did not diminish her good looks at all.

"Your hands are cold." Rafka muttered, "what's wrong with you?"

"Mur!" Caramel let go of his grasp and ran to the bathroom as his stomach was stirred, something pressing from inside.

Caramel spits out all of its food that has not been completely digested. Her shell refused the food she liked the most.

Rafka uncovers her blanket and gets out of bed, pushing an infusion pole over Caramel to the bathroom. He rubbed Caramel's slender back gently.

"Why are you here?" Caramel flutters her hand asking Rafka to come out.

"Just spit it out to make it better." Rafka helps Caramel push the flush button.

"Well!" Caramel was holding on to the edges of the closed, her body trembling from vomiting. His throat was sore, he clung to Rafka's arm.

"You must have caught a cold." Rafka grabbed Caramel's body and sat him on the sofa. "You brought wind oil?"

Caramel nodded, in vain he ate the rice and chicken greedily earlier. All of that was out before it was digested.

Rafka applied wind oil to Caramel's stomach painstakingly and fixed his wife's hair pigtails.

"I'm calling the doctor to check?"

"No, I want to sleep."

"Let's sleep in the bed, I'll take care of it."

Caramel looked at Rafka Sayu, she should have taken care of the man not the other way around. If you know this is happening, Caramel will dry her hair at home without delay, why her life is always filled with regrets.