Not the Hope Husband

Spoiled

Soraya who intends to visit Sya. Walking towards the VIP room, I asked the hospital. Intentionally did not say the same Fatir first to make a surprise, lazy anyway to come but to show the attention of Fatir he must be willing to heart and mind is not in line.

A few more steps to the destination. He got a phone call so he had to pick up first, after receiving the phone Soraya so confused between choosing to enter first to meet the prospective in-laws or he stopped because there is more important.

Soraya's eyes glanced at the door she was supposed to go to. But in the end Soraya chose to return and leave the place, the step was more certain to stay away from the hospital. Soraya took a taxi with a look down looking at the contents of her bag.

Fatir came with his new bike, so they did not see each other despite crossing the same place. Then Fatir brought his footsteps across the corridor to the room of the sister in the care.

"Assalamu'alaikum .." said Fatir and immediately approached the mother to grab her hand and kiss her.

"Wa'alaikum salam. Your wife is taking Sya for a walk to the park." Lirih bu Afiah while rubbing the back of the soft son.

"Oh," the netra of Fatir's eyes was fixed on Viona's bag lying on the sofa.

"Mother healthy?" tanya Fatir looked at the mother.

"healthy. How are there so many sales today, son?" ask Bu Afiah.

"Alhamdulillah, ma'am .." said Fatir while sitting on a sofa not far from Viona's bag.

"Thank God. Hopefully the more rame, the better and the smoother your business, son ...."

"Aamiin, thank you for your prayers." Fatir got up to see his sister and Viona.

"Where, does Soraya know yet that you're married?" ask the mother.

"No, Ma. Let's just say, I decided at that time. But he does not want to ma'am," said Fatir while sitting back his body.

The door opened as Viona pushed against the wheelchair she was sitting in.

"Mas Fatir? I miss it." Welcome Sya after seeing the sister with the mother.

"Mas also misses you Sya." Fatir and Sya hugged.

Viona sat down near Bu Afiah. Looking at the brothers embracing. Viona's lips revealed a smile.

Then Fatir moved his netra eyes at Viona, observing her appearance still wearing formal attire. "Not yet to go home? still wearing that formal outfit." Not far from Viona.

"Oh, yes. Haven't been home yet." Viona looked tired.

Fatir nodded, then chatted with his mother and sister.

"Yes, Mom. Why is the food not open? open up. It's a pity if you don't eat red meat." Viona pointed at the one she had brought.

Ms. Afiah opened it. It contains a complete side dish with its rice. "Wah .. thanks for bothering to bring food. Every time you send a package." Staring towards Viona who was sitting leaning back.

"Together Mum." Then Viona's eye Manic leads to Fatir. "You haven't eaten yet?"

"Huh? not yet." Fatir turned his head away from the television.

"Yes, eat son, this is a lot of food. Don't leave your stomach empty, your stomach will recur." Timpal bu Afiah.

"Breakfast?" asked Viona while taking a quick glance.

"So Morning breakfast" he said. Then take a cup of food that he directly devoured with pleasure.

Ms. Afiah and I ate together. "Enak Ma'am. The meat is so tender," Sya said as she chewed bit by bit.

"Come, eat with Nduk?" bu Afiah said to the beautiful woman whose status had become her daughter-in-law.

"No ah, Ma'am ... I ate that." Reject Viona.

"Mas, eat by yourself. Suapi dong Mbak beautiful, not what the husband eats wife should eat too yes, right Mom?" I look at the mother.

Ms. Afiah simply responded with a smile and her eyes looked at Fatir and Viona alternately.

The fatir who was chewing stopped.

"Come on .. must be very romantic." A full plea.

"Alright Mas will feed the beautiful Mbak," said Fatir while shifting his seat. Then feed Viona with his hands. Viona stared at the food in Fatir's hands for a moment, seconds later looking at Sya for a moment.

"A .." in the end Viona opened her mouth receiving intake from Fatir.

Sya cheered happily. "Horai .. You guys are so romantic."

"Em ... delicious too," she muttered Viona. "You again." While opening his mouth again, addicted to mouthfuls from the hands of Fatir it feels more delicious than eating alone.

Fatir showed his smile. Then feed Viona back after herself.

"Alright, I add a lot of Miss's chili," seduced Fatir.

"Akhh .. not that either time ah, my lips will burn," said Viona while covering her mouth. Finally Viona and Fatir eat together until no longer left.

"Sometimes togetherness is more delicious," said Bu Afiah while cleaning up his former meal.

Fatir nodded while saying quietly to Viona. "Especially eating it in the bribe of people, definitely more delicious. It's spoiled!"

Viona blushed in embarrassment. Then stand walking to take a drink from the dispenser and bring it to the others as well. After that, take her steps to the bathroom.

Upon returning from the bathroom. Viona said goodbye, it just so happens to be Maghrib soon. Fatir who was in bed woke up and grabbed the shirt he had opened and left only the shirt.

"Mom, this is money to hold. I want to buy what!" Viona gave money to Afiah.

"But, Nduk .. keep the money. I don't need anything. Here too we're assured, Mother's ashamed." Bu Afiah did not take it.

"It's okay Mom, just accept it. I'm sincere." Viona hugged Bu Afiah. He continued, who was already in his bed.

"Bak go home first. Get well soon to mbak's house." Viona's hand rubbed Sya's head attentively.

"Beautiful sister comes here often huh?" please Sya.

"Yes, sometime if it's not busy Hem."

"Fater behind Ma'am, I happened to be trading. Not finished yet." said he." Fatir kissed the mother's hand.

"Yo wes's. Careful." Bu Afiah's message.

The two walked in the corridor of the hospital leaving Afiah and Sya. Viona walked over with her legs feeling sore. Somehow his heels are a little chafed, even though the shoes he wears are usually worn and comfortable.

Fatir looked back at Viona who was a few steps behind. "Rabby?"

Viona just shook her head. Not answering questions from Fatir, so Fatir dragged his steps closer.

"Why?" repeat Fatir saw Viona grimacing a little.

"Sick legs. Pain in addition to his heels blisters, sore." In the end Viona answered as well.

Fatir squatting. "Open the shoes?" fatir orders Viona but Viona just looks down at Fatir.

"Open the shoes?" repeat Fatir.

Viona finally opened the shoes and raised a little of her legs which were really a little blisters that caused pain. "Oh my goodness .. How can it be? I wear these shoes often. Nayaman again."

Fatir stood up while he tore Viona's shoes, walking first in front of Viona who was still standing.

"Loh, when should I walk nyeker anyway?" Viona looked at the back of Fatir who casually tore his shoes.

Fatir's steps came to a halt and turned around. "She wears her shoes hurt? yes, just walk nekeker."

"No, it's hot." Reply Viona.

"CK, Fatir is upset. Then walk backwards. "Do I need to carry hem?" fatir's beads circled the place around.

Viona rolled her beautiful eyeballs. Glowing annoyed. "Religion. Look for a chance in a crunch again! don't want to."

"Not, but diving while drinking water." elak Fatir as he pulled his lips smiled.

"Again," stewed Viona down the street.

Fatir's smile seemed to expand. Walked after from behind. "You're going home, aren't you?" bargain Fatir after getting to Viona's mobi.

"No need, the sale is not done yet. Let me go home alone."

Actually, Fatir's sale has not been exhausted which was waiting for by Sidar. "Alright, be careful." Fatir closed the door of Viona's car after the master sat well inside.

"Aish ... keke kek nganterin, I know my leg hurts." Grumpy Viona while driving.

Some time later, Fatir who had arrived at where he was selling. Replacing his younger brother Sidar. He had previously held three rakaats first.

Prok! prok! prok!

The sound of clapping hands from behind. Fatir immediately turned to the source of the voice ....

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