Not a Savings Woman

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"What's wrong with you, honey?" ask Haris who just came. Intention to give a surprise precisely he who was given a surprise with the hands of Ainaya which was almost a whole speck and like a blister. 

"I don't know, suddenly it's like this." Shows the same palm. 

"My father too" he added. Although he had not seen it directly he felt the same pain as his hand. 

Haris looked at Ainaya's two friends who looked frightened and turned to the wife who blew her wound. 

"Is it possible that you're using the wrong lotion or soap?" tanya Haris made sure. 

Ainaya shook his head quickly. I don't think about anything used. 

"We need to go to the hospital now." Haris grabs Ainaya's bag and leaves, while Ajeng and Lidya follow them to the parking lot. 

"Hopefully recover quickly, Nay," said Ajeng and Lidya simultaneously. 

Ainaya simply nodded without a sound. Withstood a tremendous sense of heat on almost every one of his body. He sat in the front seat next to Haris who was sitting at the wheel. Installing the seatbelt properly while grimacing in pain.  

Before starting the machine, Haris turned to his wife. Uncover a little of her skirt to make sure. 

''Why is it like this?'' Haris closed it back down. Swiping away the heads of Ainaya that seemed to shed tears. 

''Calm down, I'll take you to the hospital.'' 

The car sped at high speed through the streets filled with vehicles passing by. Haris' brain keeps guessing what's going on. 

''Have you ever experienced something like this before, darling?'' ask Haris to investigate. 

Ainaya shook his head without a sound. Biting his lower lip to unravel the excruciating pain. The heat mixed with it made it even more uncomfortable. Even this time on the face there are some spots that adorn the cheeks and nose. 

The car stopped in front of the hospital. Ainaya pulled out Haris hand that almost opened the door. ''I am ashamed, '' he said with eyes looking at his own hands. 

Haris took off his suit and put it on his wife's body. That way, Ainaya could enter without being noticed by others. 

''No one will see you like this.'' Haris embraced Ainaya wearing a suit wrapped in his back that did not fall. He approached the receptionist on duty. 

''I want to see Naina's doctor, '' Haris said. He did know the dermatologist who practices in the hospital. 

''All right, please come in.'' Officers gave her a card and then escorted her to a doctor's room called. 

After crossing the elevator and hallway, Haris has now arrived in front of Naina's doctor's room. They entered immediately after the door was opened wide. 

''What is this, Ris?'' naina asked Haris who looked worried. 

''My wife blistered, I don't know what caused it either.'' Pointing out Ainaya's hand that was covered with a suit.

Naina's doctor told them to sit down and ask what Ainaya had done before her skin was like that. 

''So I was at the cafe, I think the drinks I drank were just plain, Doc. But someone spilled a latte in my hand, and then I went to the bathroom and had soap.'' 

''Alright, I'll check first.''

Ainaya and doctor Naina enter a special room to check, staying with Haris beside her. 

The nurse recorded what Naina's doctor said and took her out. While Ainaya was still grimacing in pain on the part of the spots that attacked. 

''It looks like this is contact dermatitis caused by exposure to an irritant or an allergic reaction. Generally, a person exposed to contact dermatitis is exposed to substances contained in soap, detergent, or solvents. Contact dermatitis can cause symptoms in the form of a reddish rash that feels warm or hot, as well as itchy skin and blisters like this. But we wait for the lab results first.''

This time Haris was increasingly convinced that something was wrong with the soap that Ainaya was wearing in the cafe. Because, he always takes care of everything the wife uses when at home, and it is impossible what happens the effect of the product he chooses.

He pulled out his cell phone and called someone. 

''You go to the cafe. Something was wrong there, especially the soap in the bathroom. You check everything including cctv, said Haris seriously. 

''Alright, sir, replied the heavy voice that was across the phone. 

''Why don't we wait for lab results first, Mas. It's possible that it wasn't the soap.'' Ainaya grew anxious, afraid that this would become a big problem if Haris intervened. It is difficult for sure that the man will not forgive the perpetrator. 

''At least we should act quickly before the person who hurt you runs rampant. I don't want this to happen again.'' Cupping both of Ainaya's cheeks gently then peeling his nose in front of Naina's doctor. 

''This is an ointment that can relieve the heat, for the marks will heal gradually. It might take a week, I'll let you know after the lab results come out. May it heal soon.'' Doctor Naina smiled. Put the ointment in front of Haris. 

''Tomorrow can be brought back here again,'' he added. 

''Okay, Doc. Thank you, said Ainaya as he moved. 

They came out of Naina's doctor's room feeling a little relieved, at least the disease was still curable. Although with a periodical. 

''How about if this freckle has a file, do you still want to be with me?'' said Ainaya silly. 

Haris clenched his lips together and laughed at the anxiety of his wife. 

''I am handsome and rich, I can choose a more beautiful and smooth woman.'' Down his eyebrows quickly.

Ainaya turned his gaze outward. Highlight his eyes suddenly wet as the clear liquid rebelled and decayed. It was as if Haris was like a bee stinging in the deepest part of the heart. 

''But I am powerless to be away from you, '' Haris whispered next. ''Although many are more beautiful, you remain everything to me.'' Kiss Ainaya's hand gently and long. 

Ainaya turned his head, immediately looking at Haris's bead and looking for lies there. It turns out there is only honesty from the eyes of the husband who looks sad. 

The ringing of the mobile phone stopped Haris who was about to put her lips together. Forced he took it and saw a name that flashed on the screen. 

''I've checked the bathroom, but there's nothing but plain soap, sir. But from the results of the cctv was indeed Miss received soap from the hands of a woman, later I will send her picture, said the man who made Haris smile. At least he got a gap to prolong the problem. 

Whoever you are will be finished in my hands. You use the slow way, I'm the same, we meet in one place that will be a memory for a lifetime.