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Byurrr..., the bathtub water came out spurting because the bodies of the two people crashed into it, making Dimas clothes and towels that Naya wore all wet.

Both of them felt shocked, they did not expect that they would both get wet, Dimas immediately got up while hugging Naya, standing up, "Cock can be like this anyway,? all wet, is it,?" Dimas observed the clothes he was wearing did not escape from the water in the bathtub.

Without speaking Naya opened the wet Dimas shirt with her face still in the bend and her heart was pounding, after wearing a towel, Dimas came out to take a new towel, and he was, because it was impossible to let Naya enter the room with a wet towel.

"Wait on baby, I'll get you a dry towel" Dimas said as he stepped out.

While Naya kept the dirty clothes in place, then Naya sat down and took a massage on her own leg that had slipped, hurt and turned blue, she was anxious, worried, afraid of how if she could not walk, from his cheeks flowing a grain of clear water, he bit his lips in pain.

Dimas looked for a towel in the closet, after getting, Dimas returned to the bathroom, inside he found his wife grimacing, holding her own leg, Dimas rushed over crouching in front of Naya, "Honey why,? falling again isn't it.?"

Naya shook her head, "No," very softly.

"Keep why, like this hem,?" Dimas continued to observe and touch Naya's bluish feet near her ankles.

"Maybe because it slipped earlier," with a raucous voice.

"Change the towel first," with Dimas' anxious face taking Naya to the room, before Naya replaced the wet towel with a bathrobe.

Dimas took his wife and sat her down on the edge of the bed, gently stomping Naya's feet.

"AW is sick," Naya choked with tears.

With a worried face Dimas continued to massage the wife's legs, "Hold dear,? ngeyel anyway, want to be helped do not want, gini be."

Naya's eyes glazed over, without the slightest answer to the words of Dimas, Dimas continued to gently massage the wife's legs, Then Dimas moved from his squat, walking closer to a drawer containing a medicine box.

Dimas took an anti-biotic, and a glass of water from the freezer he gave Naya, "Take this anti-biotic drug that, painkillers."

While Naya continues to stare at the medicine in Dimas' hands, Dimas remembers that Naya has the most difficulty taking the medicine, before being swallowed by vomiting again.

"Forcibly dear, take this medicine, would you care for a long time to get sick hem,?" gently and rubbed a circle of tears on Naya's cheeks.

Slowly Naya put the medicine in her mouth with a glass of water, though painstakingly and almost in vomit right, but eventually swallowed too, Dimas took a sleeping suit for Naya, as well as her underwear, and then swallowed it, after wearing clothes that were helped by her husband, Naya gave a towel to Dimas.

He tried to get out of bed, trying to set his foot on the floor, Naya looked up at the ceiling, "AW hurts," with her face constantly grimacing in pain, Dimas holding Naya's shoulder.

"Don't you go down that one, then,? the cure hasn't reacted, baby rest first huh,?" Dimas laid Naya on the bed, "Honey sure to heal quickly really," whispered Dimas.

Dimas entered the bathroom to clean up, not long after Dimas returned with still wearing a towel, he took a shirt and shorts, glancing at Naya sitting leaning against the shoulder of the bed, and he took a glance at her shirt and shorts, his hands were busy typing on the phone.

"Where are you, then,? still sick,?" approaching the down-turned Naya

Naya lifted her head, "If rest does not hurt, stepping on the floor does hurt."

"Yes, take a break, if you want anything, there will be me" said Dimas, smiling.

Naya tidied Dimas' hair with her fingers because Dimas' hair was random, right, "Not combed that one yet,?" looking at the husband's face.

Dimas landed his kiss on Naya's forehead, "I love you dear," softly, stroking her cheek gently.

Geck..,

Geck..,

Tok.., "Abang.., what's going on inside,?" cry Mary from behind the door.

Dimas and Naya glanced at the sound, rushed down from the bed walking and opened the door, "What's up,?" lean on the door while crossing both hands on the chest.

"Based on the newlyweds, feeling very comfortable in a room together,?"sahut Mary.

"What's wrong,? she's my wife, what's wrong,?" with a flat view.

"Not to anyone at all," Maria smirked, "Where's sister,?" continue Maria.

"There's another break," Dimas was brief.

"We want to go home, we want to leave" Maria looked into the room.

"Just get in there, okay,?" Dimas pointed inward, Maria stepped into the room toward Naya who was sitting leaning back.

"Sister, we're going home, okay,?" mary stood on the edge of the bed.

Naya smiled faintly, "Why don't you take it.?"

"Nginep, huh,? afraid of being disturbed, you guys are making fun of it, "Maria glared her eyes at Dimas who was sitting next to Naya.

The two of them were just messy, then Dimas out of the room, towards the living room where his parents were relaxing, Dimas sat on the sofa, looking at the dishes of the old cake was not left, "Where is the cake delicious Mak,?" tanya Dimas looked at the mother.

In a flat tone Bu Hesa said, "It's normal."

"Your mother is big-gedean prestige, I saw her eat the most cake, until added several times even," said Bu Hesa's husband, Dimas became a small laugh to hear it.

"Where's your wife, huh,? we want to go home, it's late in the afternoon" Mr. Dimas asked Naya where she was.

Dimas let out a long sigh, "Naya slipped in the bathroom, making her legs hurt and turn blue."

Mr. Dimas stared intently, "When.?"

"So," Short dimas.

"Now where, now,?" asked Dimas' parents to get up from his seat.

"In the room, Arga came with me,?" Dimas stands walking towards his room, followed by his parents and Arga and Azay.

Dimas opened the door, in Naya talking to Maria, Dimas came in, "What, what,? still sick.?"

Naya nodded softly, while circulating her gaze at everything that came.

"Why aren't you careful, then,?" The father-in-law saw Naya's legs were really blue, "Have you been drinking anti-biotic yet,?" asked the Father-in-law, and Naya nodded, "Have you, sir,?"

"Well, why did Kak Naya, then,?" maria asked, "Loh deck, said Brother-in-law fell in the bathroom," said her husband who had just entered.

"Can we, please,? I don't know, Sister's pantesan from earlier grimaced continuously,? I think it's all right," said Maria, dumbly.

While Ms. Hesa was staring intently at Naya, "Bothering,"

"Why did you say that, then,?" whispered her husband, while Naya lowered her head to hear her mother-in-law's words.

Dimas was annoyed to hear the mother talk like that, "Why talk like that, then,? mom shouldn't talk like that to my wife.?"

Naya's in-laws prepare to go home, Maria, her husband and son leave the room, the youngest tailing behind.

"So take care of yourself, how can you take care of your husband, if you can't take care of yourself,?" ketus Bu Hesa's.

"Ma, don't talk like that, okay,?" whispered husband.

"Are you right, sir,? try if Naya doesn't-!" mrs Hesa's words were cut off.

"Already Mak, let them walk, we just pray," her husband pulled Bu Hesa out, Dimas and Naya both stayed in the room, Dimas gently rubbed the head of Naya.

Naya tears up, "Mamak's right."

"Hah, I don't like it dear to talk like that," Dimas was upset, then went down leaving Naya alone in the room, Naya stared at Dimas' departure until she closed the door.

Dimas drove his parents to the yard, "Tomorrow to get people to drive the car here, sir,?"

"Well, you will send the car," said the father, "Dear your wife, may the therapy run smoothly.?"

"Aamiin sir, pray for the best, for us" Dimas said with a smile.

Ms. Hesa has been sitting to the right and left, "Where is the cake maria.?"

"H Mama, he said he did not want, now in question how the hell,? said he'd buy it from the store, make it taste better, okay,?" cerocos Maria in the back.

Ck, ck, ck, "You're this, are you,? nothing, this one's free, right,?" keep Miss Hesa.

"Ah said I like it, pretentious not like everything," said Maria kekeh.

"Mary take it there,?" Ms. Hesa clenched her teeth feeling anxious.

"Take it with Mamak himself" Maria smirked.

Miss Hesa got out of the car, wanted to get some cake.

"Where are you going,?" cry Mary, "I've brought my mother, my cake for maria, don't you want Mamak, right,?" Maria pranks her Mama.

Ms. Hesa pouted, and climbed back into the car, Mary laughed, Her Father and Dimas shook their heads, "You're Maria, you're a parent, you know" Dimas said.

"Who's wrong,?" sahut Mary.

"Yes Dim, we go home first" Mr. Dimas runs his car.

"Yes sir, be careful" Dimas waved.

Then enter the house, check the new stairs 70%, Dimas up the stairs to meet Dery who was resting in the upper room.

"Sir, how can I help you,?" greet Dery to Dimas who approached him.

"No, I'm just checking your work, have you eaten,? don't hesitate, just tell Auntie, she'll provide it," with a flat look.

"Have you sir, thank you, then,? for the banquet,? oya sir, how is my work,?" Dery looked at Dimas with a glance.

Folding his hands on his chest, Dimas looked up at the stairs, "Lumayan, but because it's not 100% so I can't say good" Dimas said as he sauntered down the stairs he had just passed, Dery went into the room where he was resting.

Dimas approached Auntie, "What's cooking for dinner,? that's a lot of cooking, there's people up there,"

"My favorite cooking aunt, yes Aunt cook a lot, oya is Mom okay,?" ask Bi Taty.

Dimas scrunched his forehead, "Mother, mother is fine, just a little swollen." said Dimas, "Yes Bi, I entered first yes,?" connect Dimas.

"Yes Master Semiga Mommy is healing fast," said bi Taty while returning to focus with her duties.

Dimas rushed out of the kitchen, and walked into his room, saw the doorknob on the swivel, opened the door slowly, on the bed Naya was lying down, Dimas climbed into the bed, saw Naya so slumbering, he said, he laid his body slightly tilted, he supported his head with his right hand, while his left hand stroked his wife's cheek, Dimas giving a friendly kiss on his forehead.

"Honey, get well soon, I love you,?" Looking at his wife's face, "I'm sorry I haven't been able to make you happy."

A kiss again landed on Naya's forehead, making Naya open her eyes slowly, "What time is it,? has magrib not,?" rubbing his eyes.

"New adhan dear," Dimas softly, Naya woke up from her sleep and pulled over the blanket that covered Naya's body.

"I want to go to the bathroom, then,?" Naya tried to go down to check that her leg was still hurting, she stepped on the floor while holding on to Dimas' hand.

"Be careful,?" Dimas held onto Naya's shoulder, slowly Naya moved her foot on the floor, it was a little light, not too painful like that.

"Where are you, then,? still sick,?" Dimas looked at Naya's lowered face.

Naya looked up, "It's been a bit light that, thank God," Naya's face painted a happy smile.

"That's alhamdulillah," Dimas was pleased, "Other times more careful, what else is there not me,? don't let your mother do anything."

"Well, thank you for your attention, okay,?" Naya stared fixedly at the face of Dimas who was sitting on the edge of the bed.

"That's my duty dear," Dimas touched Naya's arm rubbed it gently, then pointed at her cheek, whatever she wanted.

Naya moved her eyes as if asking, Dimas still pointed at her cheeks with a tap of a finger, "Give me a kiss dear..,? don't you understand.?"

Naya blushed, then gave a kiss on Dimas' cheek, making Dimas a happy smile, "It is rare to get a friendly kiss from my wife," while holding his own cheek.

Naya flings her aunt, slowly walking towards the bathroom, "Which I'm sending, huh,?" dimas stopped Naya, but Naya shook her hands in the wind.

Dimas let out a long sigh seeing Naya walk, Naya continued to step while occasionally grimacing in pain, but she did not want to show her husband, because Naya did not want to worry him too much, she said, so even though Naya still has pain to strengthen herself to walk, actually Naya's legs when carried walk feels very painful, but she has to hold back, after all just to this bathroom.

After they took the water wudu, then do the prayer together, in the next as usual learn to read iqro, until isya, after folding the former prayer Dimas said, "That tonight do not go out first, huh,? I know that my dear feet still hurt, so let me get you dinner, just eat here, okay,?" a quick glance at Naya who is still folding her mukena and her cool.

Naya thought a little, I know that Naya's legs still hurt, but it was said to have been meningan, Naya just wanted to be seen strongly by her husband.

Dimas grabs the wife's body, and Naya grabs Dimas' neck tightly, he takes him to sit on the sofa, baby wait here, I'll take dinner for a while.?"

"But that-!" naya Dimas' words were cut off, by sticking her finger on Naya's lips.

"Don't but, I know that my dear legs still hurt, still sore, if only it didn't hurt, right,? there was no way this beautiful face was grimacing in pain," Dimas looked at Naya's face so closely, but Naya felt quite a blow to the chest, like an arrow stuck to the target.

Naya was stunned to not be able to answer anything else, because it was true, she just pretended to be strong in the eyes of the husband.

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