My Two Husband's

Ill

This morning Deryl and Kevan are preoccupied with Naya getting sick. The woman has a fever now, and her morning sickness which is severe for the beginning of the pregnancy semester makes her body weaker.

"Do you want anything?" kevan asked while holding Naya's warm hand, the man kissed her once in a while.

"No. Just stay with me, don't work." Pinta Naya looked at Kevan with the face she made as bright as possible.

"But I had an important meeting this morning, baby. How about while Deryl was with you first and then after the meeting was over I went right back and accompanied you?"

Naya seemed still speechless, fondling Kevan's words again.

"How, Naya?"

"alright. But you have to promise, once you're done, you have to go straight home. I want your company."

"Yes, honey. Then I leave now so I can return quickly."

"Eum. Be careful on the road."

Kevan nodded and kissed Naya's cheek after which he immediately came out of his wife's room in a slight hurry while putting on his favorite blue suit.

"Naya, time for breakfast" said Deryl. The man came with a tray containing a bowl of porridge and a glass of water as well as light medicines for Naya to consume.

"That's what?" naya asked as she pointed at the food Deryl had brought.

"Porridge."

Hearing the word 'porridge' suddenly Naya immediately covered her mouth with both hands while shaking her head. "I don't want porridge, Deryl!" he said while turning his face.

"So what did you eat?"

"Anything, I don't want to eat porridge anyway! That's terrible!"

"Well, what about soup?"

"That's better."

"I'll cook the soup, you just wait here. No need to come along." said Deryl as soon as he saw the gelagat Naya who was preparing to stick to it while cooking.

Naya pursed her lips. "You're a bitch!"

"I hear you."

"Iki mindingirmi." imitate Naya with a shitty expression and tone.

An hour later, Deryl returned to the room with a bowl of soup in her hand. Naya lay there, watching Tom and Jerry cartoons.

"Sup is cooking, let's eat" said Deryl putting the bowl on the nightstand next to Naya's bed.

"Buap me." she asked.

"You're spoiled, Naya."

"Yes because I am sick, what's wrong with spoiling my husband. You're my husband, right?"

Deryl put on her face. "of course. Whose husband am I besides your husband."

"Who knew you were a neighbor's husband pretending to be my husband."

"That's ridiculous, Naya."

"Hurry to bribe me, Aaaaa."

"You're like a child."

"I don't care, which I obviously want to spoilt."

Deryl scoops the soup and feeds it back into Naya's mouth. The woman looked so cool watching her favorite cartoon cat and mouse that she did not realize that her food was up and now it was time to take medicine and rest.

"It's time for medicine, Naya."

Deryl was ready to give the pill-shaped medicine to Naya along with a glass of water, but Naya shook her head. "I'll take the medicine later, with Kevan."

"But Kevan is still a long time, Naya. You take the medicine first and go to sleep, and then I tell Kevan to go with you to bed as soon as he comes."

"I don't want to. I'm gonna take some medicine with Kevan and sleep with you guys."

Deryl had to give up, Naya was not willing to obey because she wanted to wait for Kevan to come home and take his medicine.

"All right then. I'll do the dishes in the kitchen."

"Yes Deryl,"

**

Kevan hurriedly entered his home. The first thing he saw was Deryl washing dishes.

"How's Naya doing?" tanyanya while taking a bottle of ice water from the refrigerator.

"She's been eating, but hasn't taken her medicine" Deryl said.

"He's waiting for you."

"But I'm so hungry. I didn't get to eat because I was in a hurry to go home. Is there any food left in this house." he asked full of drama.

"Stop acting disgusting and eat what's on the table" said Deryl ferociously.

Kevan obeyed Deryl and walked towards the dining table. There are already arranged several dishes filled with side dishes and rice. Then Kevan stared at the dish and Deryl alternately.

"What else?" ask Deryl.

"Who cooked this?" ask Kevan curiously.

"Who else is left in this house after you go to the office?"

"You and Naya."

"Stupid. I mean who can still move and be healthy."

"Of course you are but I don't believe this cuisine a little."

Deryl rolled her eyeballs off guard, well fed and over, that's Kevan.

"What do you want to eat? If not, let me spend it all! You don't have to bother!"

"I'll just ask, how do you know that you put poison in it because you envy me."

"I put rat poison in it, are you satisfied?! I'm not jealous of you at all. It's a waste of time."

"Hehehe. Please get me a plate, handsome Deryl Ananta."

"Take it yourself, your legs are still healthy!"

"Aw my feet hurt so much, please I can't walk. Please get me the plates."

Deryl walked closer to Kevan and without a doubt the man with a flat face and pale skin like a corpse immediately stepped on Kevan's feet. Kevan screamed straight away.

"Stand up and take it yourself, don't be spoiled! You think I'm your maid?!"

"It's so cruel, it's just that Naya doesn't feel at home with him."

"If I am with you, I must be cruel!"

"Pick the favor."

**

"So why are you screaming?" ask Naya.

At this time Kevan and Deryl were already next to the woman, Naya had also taken her medicine with Kevan earlier. Now just wait for the woman to fall asleep.

"Deryl stepped on my foot, Naya." on Kevan.

"really? Why are you doing it, Deryl?" tanya Naya looked at Deryl's flat face.

"He said he couldn't take his leg plate, so I stepped on it to make it hurt."

"Gosh, you guys are so childish. It's just a trivial matter."

"He's too spoiled, Naya" said Deryl, blaming Kevan.

"I'm just asking for help because he just finished washing dishes, automatically he was near the plate right?"

"That's it, you two are the same!"

"I don't want to be the same as him, I'm better than him" Deryl said.

"After all, who would want to be likened to an expressionless person like you!" tejek Kevan's.

"You spoiled child!" deryl won't lose.

"You're angry! Like nagging like a girl, you corpse!"

"Naya, he's spying on me again" Deryl said.

"Easy, stop. I'll ask you to accompany me to bed not to fight!"

"Sorry, Naya."

"Now hug me, you must sing to me until I fall asleep."

"Yes, Queen."

That afternoon they slept together in Naya's room after Kevan and Deryl finished the song. They hugged each other and were going into a dream.

—to be continue