
"Sir, shouldn't we be doctors? I'm afraid the wound in your head will-" Rian took off his embrace and looked at Ziva who instantly made Ziva stop his speech.
"Why?" He asked when he was stared at by Rian in such a way.
Rian held onto Ziva's cheek then gently rubbed his lips. "I don't need a doctor, all I need is you by my side that's enough." Hearing Rian's words instantly made Ziva blush immediately. It seems that something has gone wrong with Ziva's heart lately. It feels like every time you hear a sweet speech following an intense gaze from Rian always makes his heartbeat beat unnaturally.
And to cover the look of Ziva's blushing face, he immediately moved from his seat and looked for a change of clothes for Rian to be lubricated.
"Wear this, I'll take breakfast for you." Said Ziva who was about to leave after giving clothes to Rian.
"Wait, Ziva." Rian pulled Ziva's hand and stopped his steps. "I'm not hungry, can you just go with me?" Rian said by showing his beautiful face in front of Ziva.
Not having the heart to see her husband who seemed not to want to be left by her, Ziva then nodded and returned to sit with Rian by the bed.
The two now sit close to each other but not between them to talk. Ziva himself also felt uncomfortable to take a word out of his lips because Rian who had continued to look at his face since then. Moreover, with a towel that is still attached to Rian's waist, which shows how beautiful the body of the 29-year-old man was before Ziva.
It was very desirable for Ziva to wipe the sturdy chest of her husband, or maybe a little rubbing his neck for a while, but a sense of prestige that exceeded his sense of desire that made Ziva only dare to glance at him occasionally.
"If you want to touch it too, it's yours now."
"Huh?" Instantly Ziva was surprised and immediately misbehaved before Rian. "Fine on your shirt or later you'll get sick." Said Ziva who was then about to leave again from the room.
Just a few steps past the sitting Rian, Rian quickly pulled back Ziva's hand. "What else, sir?" Said Ziva who began to look upset because since then always held by Rian every time he wanted to leave.
Rian pointed to his clothes on his bed. "I haven't worn my shirt yet, Ziva." Quite a puzzling remark to Ziva. The clothes have been prepared and are still used, then why should you say if you have not worn them. Ziva thought a little confused.
Yes, Ziva who almost forgot that apparently. She said she would take care of her husband as long as his wounds had not healed. Moreover, what happened to her husband at this time was also the result of his deliberate actions.
"Well, if you don't put it on for me then I'll wear it myself." Rian took his shirt first and put it on. But strangely, either because he did not know or was intentional. Because Rian wore his shirt without removing the buttons first one by one.
"Shhhhhh.. oww." Rian groaned when his clothes hit the wound on his head.
"Gosh, what are you doing! This is not how you wear it!" Exclaimed Ziva who immediately pulled the clothes back from Rian's head.
"Look, how can you wear a shirt without taking the buttons off first?" Babe Ziva with a little annoyed mixed with worry because what Rian did was really dangerous for his injuries. Yes, even though the actual wound was not as bad as Ziva thought.
Then Ziva pulled Rian's hand and asked him to sit back down. The girl then took off one by one the buttons of Rian's shirt and put it on. "Slowly." Ziva said when inserting on the right and left arm of Rian's shirt.
The man smiled as his eyes unblinkingly stared at Ziva's face. Very beautiful, that's what continues to exist in Rian's mind when staring so close to the face of the wife. His face, his lips, his smile, all were not very different from the late Namira. The woman he used to waste and eventually left him for ever.
"Now just wear his pants. You can, sir?" Said Ziva while giving pants to Rian. "What if I say I can't wear it?" Said Rian.
"But this is just wearing blemish-"
"Darling, did you forget your promise?" Again Rian uses what Ziva once said as his powerful weapon in order to get what he wants from his woman.
With a long sigh Ziva finally did what Rian asked. The girl then crouched down and put on her husband's pants. And when the pants started to go up, suddenly Ziva's hands stopped. Both of his eyes also seemed perfectly rounded when there was something he did not expect he was seeing in front of him.