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My Husband's a Real Man #51

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"What is this, Mom?" Nur rubbed his wet eyes, then put away Arya's hand which initially prevented him from opening the man's shirt. Nur was very curious, what was behind the thin cloth.

"It's nothing" tepis Arya. He then took Nur's hand. Squeezing it, playing Nur's tiny pointed fingers.

"Wait, I want to see it!" Nur continued to force.

"Rem ... Let's go into your room first." Arya then got up and extended her hand. Grabbing the hand of Nur who had welcomed him.

The two of them walked together towards Nur Azizah's ward. It didn't take long, the short walk they immediately arrived there. Same room, all white and definitely very clean.

CLAMPS

Nur turned, looking at the husband who closed the door.

"Why closed?" tanya Nur curious.

"Say you wanna see?"

Nur gulped, the woman then chose to sit on the edge of the hospital bed.

Arya looks calm, she is very mediocre and relaxed. Makes Nur feel awkward on his own. Long time no see, making Nur's heart suddenly rippled. Dag dig dug, let alone see Arya who unbuttoned her own clothes.

"What's that?" Nur immediately stood up, he approached Arya with an anxious face.

"This why?" ask Nur again in panic. She held the surface of the bandage against her husband's chest.

"Little wound only?"

"Because what? Tell me the truth, Mom!" force Nur.

"Just a gunshot wound," Arya's voice weakened, sounding soft. Actually he was afraid to make Nur shock because he knew the truth. But, it seems Nur should know. That was the reason he had not appeared before Nur for days. Even a week more.

Nur releases his hand from Arya's body, "Shoot?" He repeated the word with a glare.

"It's okay, I'm healthy. Just a small wound." Arya tries to convince him that he is fine in front of his shocked wife.

"Why get shot? What's going on?"

"Of course, the story is long. Can we talk about the others?"

Nur shook his head loudly, he needed more and more explanation.

Finally Arya relented, "Alright, I'll tell you."

***

An hour more Nur cried in Arya's arms. After hearing all of Arya's stories, her cries broke.

"Why is that guy so cruel? What's wrong with Arya?" nur asked while shrinking his nose that was already red like a tomato.

"Of course, the police are hunting him. What matters is that I'm okay."

"It's okay how? ... It wasn't a blister or anything. That's a gunshot wound .. how to get to the heart. My God, why is he so evil ... how about we get here .. how about .... what would happen if Mas Arya was wretched and unsaved?" Nur just kept talking while crying and whimpering.

"Hey ... I'm okay now, right?" Arya held both of Nur's shoulders. He asks Nur to look at him, see him, make sure that he really

"Good ... only .... how?" Nur paused for a moment because his voice was disjointed as a result of holding back the cry.

"There's a hole there" Nur said, covering his face. I don't know how many tissues he had spent wiping his tears.

"It's closed, it's stitched, Nur!"

Even more upset was the heart of Nur Azizah, she still did not believe her husband was shot.

"Oh, don't cry. Get well soon, I want us to go home together again. You don't miss Cua?"

Citing the name Cua, both eyes felt sore. There are children who need love and attention from both of them.

"I want to go home" whispered Nur while hugging Arya. The man grimaced with the pain as Nur tightened his embrace.

"Yes, after the results were good. We're home." Arya loosened Nur's embrace, her chest still hurting. Because the wound has not fully recovered.

***

Monday morning.

"How do you feel, Nur?" arya asked while helping Nur pack.

Today is the schedule of Nur's return, finally he can go home and meet their only daughter at home.

"Happy .. so happy." Her lips were open, full of happiness.

"really?"

Nur nodded.

"Thank God, that's what no one misses anymore?"

"It's done, it's all done."

"Yes, wait here don't go anywhere. I'll see the doctor for a minute."

"Hem."

***

Arya returned with a map, the results of Nur's investigation while there.

"It's all done, let's go home." Arya held Nur's hand. The other one was carrying his wife's bag. Both, down the hallway of the hospital full of memories for both of them. A bitter memory and also there are sweetness, although only a little.

Not long after, they were already in the car. They were picked up by the driver. Along the way, Nur leaned against her husband's chest. Both of them sit in the back seat. Making the driver like a mosquito repellent brand Kingkung.

"Nur, it's here."

Arya wakes Nur who is asleep. The mishaps made them long into the house.

"I overslept?" asked Nur while peeling eyes.

"Let's go in, Cua's gonna miss you a lot."

Nur immediately hurriedly opened the door, he set foot with a sense of haru. He could finally go home too.

"CUA ...!" call Nur when he sees Cua coming down from his opium sling. Cua was waiting on the porch of the house with its oma and opa.

"Mamaa!"

His small footsteps ran towards his mother. Sweet weather, his bangs up and down in the wind.

Heavy longing, making Nur directly embrace the small body.

"Mama's Child, .... Cua kangen is not the same Mama."

Cua nodded, he placed his head on Nur's shoulders. Looping her arms, it was as if Nur couldn't leave anymore.

"Let's go in, baby," exclaimed Mama who was still on the terrace.

They also entered the house together. Welcoming Nur's return with joy.

***

Her afternoon.

"Is he asleep?" arya asked who saw Nur coming out of Cua's room.

Nur nodded, and closed the door slowly so that their child would not wake up. Cua just took a nap.

"Where's mama?" replace Nur who asked.

"They're resting in the guest room."

"Oh ...."

Because the atmosphere of the house was quiet again, all were resting, Arya finally had an idea.

"Come over here." Arya pulled Nur's hand gently towards the master room, their old room unexposed.

"Why did Arya want to do something?" nur asked navel and plain face. Seriate.