My Wife Drabia's

83. Love you

Returning home from work, Ansel, who had just parked his vehicle in front of the house, opened the door beside him and went straight outside after grabbing a bouquet of flowers from the seat next to him.

Ansel's face glimmered happily as he stepped into the house. Not because the house is big and luxurious. But Ansel was happy because in the house there was an angel of heaven.

"Assalamu aleikum!" Ansel exclaimed as his hand managed to open the entrance of the house.

"Greetings" a woman replies from a wheelchair.

Ansel's steps were immediately fixed on the beautiful woman sitting in the wheelchair. Ansel lowered his body after being right in front of the woman, giving one a kiss on her forehead after giving the bouquet of flowers in her hand to the woman's hand.

"Love you!" ansel said with a soft voice.

Drabia reviews his smile, then briefly kisses the lips of the man who said love.

"Love you too" she replied.

"Where is our daughter?" Ansel turned his gaze to every corner of that living room, looking for his little daughter.

"Play with Dad in the back garden" replied Drabia.

"I miss him so much." Ansel stood up again, then turned the Drabia wheelchair, pushing him towards the back garden door of the house.

Ansel usually takes his daughter to work. But since Drabia came home from the hospital, little Salwa was no longer taken.

Arriving at the back garden, Salwa who saw Ansel immediately cried. It seems that her daughter also misses her a lot.

"Why cry baby, miss Daddy ya." Ansel grabbed his daughter's body from Mr. Ilham's sling. The ten-month-old baby stopped crying.

All this time they were too close, almost spending 24 hours a day. Only a few days ago they were not always together.

"He's always looking for you" said Drabia, seeing Ansel's closeness with their daughter. Ansel is not only a father, but managed to play the role of Mother to Salwa.

"I always take my lunch with me, unless I have a meeting outside the company" Ansel replied, sitting on a bench in the park.

"You must be troubled to take care of it, because you also have to take care of the company. Look, your body looks thinner than before. I'm sure you must be lacking rest" Drabia said staring pityfully at Ansel.

"You talk about what, baby, carrying the child is also the responsibility of the husband, not just to make a living" Ansel replied.

"Now I can't take care of Salwa. At midnight you still have to get up to replace her diaper. I feel sorry for seeing you."

Ansel rubbed his wife's head."Don't think about anything other than your health. I'm used to it. And it's not a heavy burden to me. Once you're healed, you can help me. Don't be sad about feeling guilty. Because what I count is also worship. So I'm not losing at all" Ansel smiled.

"Well then, now let's go into the house, I haven't had an afternoon bath." Maybe this is the wisdom behind what happened to him. Drabia gets her love from Ansel.

Look at the man's change in attitude. Who used to hate him so much. Now love her and love her so much.

"Okay, my wife, I haven't had a bath either." Carrying Salwa in his left hand, Ansel pushed the seat of the Drabia wheel with his right hand.

Arriving in the room, Ansel immediately brought Drabia into the bathroom, putting his wife in the bathtub. Then come out again, taking Salwa to take a rame bath.

Making Salwa a joy.

After the bath, Ansel also put on the pepper clothes of the two women in turn. Do not forget to apply the same powder to the faces of the two women, making both beautiful and fresh.

"You are Mama Salwa" Ansel replied and then kissed Salwa's cheeks sitting on the mattress.

"Thank you!" drabia said again.

"I love you" Ansel replied.

After carrying Salwa, Ansel pushed the Drabia wheelchair, taking her out of the room.

"Where are we going?" drabia asked to see Ansel taking her out of the house.

"I know you're bored at home. We're going to Leah's house in Dafa." After arriving at the house, Ansel helped Drabia into the car, then sat Salwa on his wife's lap. Salwa immediately laughed with excitement, knowing that they would travel.

"He really likes to take the road" said Ansel who was sitting next to Drabia, ready to drive his vehicle.

"Just like me, like to take the road" replied Drabia. Ansel gently rubbed his head while busy driving.

"Then, we walk first before going to the house of Leah and Dafa" Ansel said.

"Horay! thanks Dad!" the Drabia exclaimed making Salwa's hands clap.

That afternoon, Ansel drove his vehicle at low speed, enjoying the view of other vehicles passing by them, while watching the street vendors selling on the side of the road.

A smile continued to be etched on Ansel's lips without being able to match it because it was too happy. Ansel had lost hope for Drabia's recovery, not expecting God would still give him the opportunity to live with Drabia, the wife who had been humiliated, in the heart and physical.

From now on Ansel promised, will receive good bad and to his wife's cage that can not walk normally. Ansel promises to take care of his wife with his own hands, in return for Drabia who loved him so much long ago.

"I love you!" ansel arrived in the direction of Drabia.

Drabia smiled then laughed giggling."You said it twice" he said.

"Every day I love you more, I can't hold on to it anymore" Ansel replied.

"Hm well, now your beloved wife wants to eat that snack." Drabia pointed to one of the ketoprak seller's grobs.

"Okeh love" Ansel immediately pulled over his car on the side of the road and immediately went down to buy the food Drabia wanted. After getting it, Ansel immediately got back into the car, and gave it to Drabia.

"I didn't expect to still be able to enjoy this meal" Drabia said as she tasted ketoprak from her box.

Ansel rubbed back Drabia's head from behind." Enjoy what you want to enjoy. Enjoy this life from now on by cultivating worship, self-improvement, and getting closer to Allah" Ansel advised.

Drabia nodded her head with a shady look.

After being expelled, for Doctor Demian's revenge against Drabia. It turns out that the mistake came from his wife, more precisely there was a misunderstanding when Drabia used to be a nightclub customer.

Drabia, who thought that Doctor Demian, who had rubbed his bok*ng at the nightclub, immediately got angry and kicked Demian's junior, beat Demian with his friend until he was exposed, and stepped on his junior so that he lost his manhood. Though the one who did it was not Demian, but the person who passed behind Drabia while busy jogging joget for DJs.

But even so, it was Demian who had intended to carry out the killing slowly and had damaged his reputation as a medic. Demian remains guilty.

To bar baran his wife was indeed not in doubt from the era of children.

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