My Husband's Secret

My Husband's Secret
142. Seeking nurses



After the equipment for her children was finished, Maysa came out of the room to her private room. She wanted to see if the husband had finished preparing or not. When she came out of the room, her husband was taking a shower. All equipment to the office has also been prepared in bed as usual days.


“I don't think you're done yet, Mas. Why are you still sitting here?” maysa asked when she saw her husband still sitting on the sofa when he was ready to leave.


“Iya, Darling. This is also a message from my assistant. Afraid someone will miss yesterday will I not go to the office,” said Tama. Maysa approached and peeked at her husband's work.


“Do you suspect I have a play?” Tama chuckled, took the wife's cheek and kissed her gently. Maysa was ashamed to hear her husband's words.


“Of course not. I believe that you will not be so like me,” Maysa said.


“I where it might be like that. You're the only woman I love.” Once again Tama kissed his wife's cheek, then with a movement of one hand pulled the wife's back so that Maysa fell on her lap.


Maysa was shocked by her husband's treatment until she was suffocated quite loudly. “Akh, Mas!” she was shocked by her husband's treatment.


A few kisses she got from her husband and made him chuckle amusedly as the man put his lips around his neck and rubbed them.


“Mas! It's already! Geli.” Maysa held her husband's head. Tama chuckled at the face of his wife who was already flushed.


“As soon as we come out, the children are waiting,” Maysa said with a small laugh on her lips.


“Kids can wait, but this can't.” Tama once again gave a lot of kisses on Maysa's face.


“Mas! Astarghfirullah.” Maysa once again restrained the husband's head and gave him a sharp plot. “Let's go down! Than later something unwanted happens!” maysa said again.


Tama chuckled at his wife's words. “Crue. Looks like you need to get off my lap. This ... there are sick under you,” said Tama.


Maysa felt something hard underneath, immediately she rose from the lap of the man and tidied up her slightly tangled clothes. Shame, even though they have become husband and wife, but still, if for one thing it is still embarrassed to discuss it.


“Haha. Later I will go home quickly, you wait for me yes,” whispered Tama near Maysa's ear.


The blush!


It felt like Maysa's face was hot to hear her husband's ambiguous remarks.


“Come out. The children were waiting,” Maysa said, then walked ahead of her husband, while Tama behind her only chuckled a little and shook her head.


“Ah, pain!” said Tama, put his hands into his pants and fix his position so as not to be too linu.


Tama and Maysa got together and headed for the dining room. There was Mama Mirna. The middle-aged woman was enjoying the warm tea prepared by Ningrum.


Maisa who saw the whereabouts of her in-laws also asked, “Mama is healthy? Though I was about to bring food to the room, but Mama is now here.” Maysa sat next to her husband who was already nearby.


“From last night mom told me that mom was okay. Don't worry too much about your mother. You better call the kids. It's time for breakfast. Later they can be late.” Mama Mirna gave the order.


“They are preparing. I just got out of there.”


Maysa expressed her intention to hire another domestic assistant to help Ningrum, pitying the woman if she had to clean this house and do other work. It will certainly be more draining and time, considering how big the house they live in.


Tama and Mama Mirna did not mind that, they were also very aware of the distress of the previous household assistant. Especially now that the occupants of the house are also getting more and more will definitely add to their work. Children also like to play arbitrarily and make a mess of the entire house.


“Thank God that Mas Tama and Mama did not mind, I spoke with Ms. Ningrum earlier, she said her brother would work here. I said same Sister Ningrum wants to test first. Later if suitable can continue, otherwise we have to stop,” Maysa said while glancing at two people who were nearby.


Maysa nodded her head, pleased that no one objected to her intentions.


“Iya Ma. I've also asked Ms. Ningrum to contact her brother.”


“Good morning!” greet Dio and Eira at the same time.


“Good morning too. Why didn't Eira comb her hair?” maysa asked who saw her daughter's hair was still disheveled.


“I can't, Mama. This is why I brought it here, let Mama who pigtails my hair.” Eira handed the comb and hairpins to her mother's hand.


“Oke, sit here.” Maysa asked her daughter to sit on her lap so she could comb the child's hair. When they finished, they enjoyed breakfast quietly. Every now and then, Eira and Dio tell her about what happened at Adit and Riri's wedding reception to Omanya.


“Honey, here are some prospective nurses sent by family doctors. You can choose which one if you can take care of papa well,” said Adit while handing his phone into the hands of his wife.


Riri also read one by one the files on the husband's phone. Of the ten nurses recommended by doctors, they were all single. Riri is of course reluctant to accept it, she wants the married one just so that everything can be controlled. She also does not have to be suspicious of her husband or the nurse later. Not nothing, but prevent better than everything already and boomerang for their lives later.


“Mas, is there nothing else? Looks like I don't fit them.”


Riri does not want to bother taking care of women who want to take the opportunity to be close to her husband, it is better to find safety by looking for a family nurse. Especially those who already have children, surely they are more able to work hard because considering there is a baby that must be endowed at home.


“What's the matter, honey? Don't you fit in with them? There are ten. You can choose one of them. They are also the best graduates with good grades as well,” Adit said.


Riri hesitated a little, did she have to say what was on her mind?


“But among these ten people no one is a match, Mas. You ask again, is there nothing else? If there are only ten of these, it is better to find another nurse from the foundation. If you can't, don't do it. I can still take care of Papa Dimas,” said Riri sounding firm.


Adit was a little astonished by this wife, but seeing her annoyed face he finally tried to agree to it as well.


“Iya. Ja. I asked the doctor first. Later you yourself say the same doctor, is there a special criteria so that the doctor will not get dizzy. Let's make it faster,” said Adit finally.


“I want a married one, Mas.”


Adit nodded and saw the files back, apparently Riri rejected them not because of quality or anything else, but because everything was still single. However, is not the same if you have a family, but the work is not as good as being single?


“You haven't seen their work, honey. Who knows how they work well, because it is also not fair to them because their quality is doubtful.”


Riri became angry. “I also don't mean you're looking for another, Mas. If you really want them, go ahead. ‘Kan You yourself asked me to choose between them and I said no match. But, if you are fit yes papa,” said Riri with a tone that sounded annoyed, making Adit scratch his head. It seems like he has spoken wrongly judging from the tone of speech and the look on the face of the wife who is now grim and upset.


Adit sighed softly, trying not to be seen if he was doing it.


“Good. I called the doctor first, let him find another nurse,” said Adit who immediately fiddled with his phone while Riri just shrugged his shoulders because the decision was in Adit's hands. It was up to the man to hire what kind of nurse he was just giving advice.


Adit spoke at length with the doctor by telephone, he also applied to the doctor if he wanted a nurse who was married and had good quality of course in caring for someone. Especially people who have diseases like papa Dimas. The doctor also reminded Adit what he wanted even though the man did not say what was the reason for refusing the proposed nurse, earlier but the doctor already knew the reason without having to say directly.


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