Pursuing the Love of Siti

88. PMS

POV Siti

I opened my eyes, looking at the figure who was living deep above me. You know! This feeling cannot be expressed by anything. Be happy! definitely. Because the man I was expecting is now my husband.

After we almost did the first night. Almost, yeah! suddenly surprised by the condition of my father-in-law who dropped. Not to mention when I was alone in the hotel room, many horror dramas I found. At first I tried to ignore when the bathroom faucet suddenly came to life. Trying to cover my fear covered my body with a blanket. But the terror doesn't stop there. My blanket several times pulled the same invisible eye.Fear? Yes, I'm afraid. So I ventured to my mother's room.

I also have trouble sleeping. Pillows and bolsters were horror in my eyes. Suddenly, Jihan's leg took me to the hospital. But it was clear that Ilham told me to stay in the hotel.

"Look at you like I'm afraid I'm feeling sorry. Inspiration must know the condition of his wife! Already, you're coming with me."

Come on, Jihan's sister's a real drama. I don't want to follow his wishes. We asked a bodyguard named Akbar to deliver to the hospital. I can imagine the inspired reaction when I disobeyed his orders.

But until the hospital, it turned around. When Jihan recounted the incident in the room, there was no protest from her. Thankfully, I was relieved.

This morning, when my eyes were opened there was his face that was sleeping. A face that I hope will be with me until old age. It moved me to kiss her forehead, just like she did to me. I tried to get up, but stopped there was a hand pulling me. My body fell back, not on his lap, but under his body.

"Morning, baby." said

"Mo.mo..morning too." My reply.

Oh God why moments like this scare me! More scared than last night. I tried to get up but his body still held me back.

"Mas, shame ah! don't look beside there's still papa."

"Papa's sleeping." His smile looks like a bad one.

I forced her to break into her body. Even though he is stronger than my body. But I can break away. At the very least, I know the situation is not possible.

"Where are you going?" call him

"Hungry." I feel like someone is protesting in there.

"Yeah!" His hand pulled me by force. Like a bewitch, I just want to be pulled like that.

clique

POV author

Not far from the hospital building, there is a small stall that happened to be open. The stall provides breakfast such as nasi uduk, lontong and soto.

Their choice is of course soto, equipped with hot rice with a sprinkling of onions and emping crackers of course.

"I bribe ya" Ilham thrust a mouthful of soto with rice into Tiara's mouth.

"I ate it myself, Mas. You're out of your sotom too."

Tiara greedily ate the soto in front of him. Until Ilham rebuked his wife to eat slowly.

"Laper is like that."

"Banget! Know from last night not to eat anything." cerocos Tiara with mouth still full.

"Why not say? Then I'll buy you food."

Tiara stopped eating. As he remembered before the prayer he had said that his stomach was very hungry.

"Don't I tell you last night? you should be more sensitive, dong."

"I don't remember, do I?" Inspiration scratches his head that does not itch.

Seeing Ilham's reply made Tiara upset instead of playing.

"If you can forget something like this, let alone something else. It is your nature, yes, NOT PEKA!" Tiara left Ilham at the stall.

"Darling!" pekik Ilham when he realized his wife was not there.

Inspiration when looking at the blood spots on Tiara's back shirt. He swiftly opened his pajamas to close his wife's hips. He was willing to be a spectacle with his sixpac body rather than his wife who became a spectacle.

"Mas, why are you undressing?" Tiara is shocked to see her husband's body become a spectacle of the sisters in the hospital.

One of the sisters interrupted "Ih, her mas is handsome. The body's cool again."

Tiara who heard that immediately glared at "What a look at the husbands of people!"

Ilham tried to calm his wife who had been sensi. He sighed occasionally because everyone who looked at him got hit by Tiara

"WHAT!Pleased, yes, so their spectacle!"

"You wait here, yeah!" Inspiration ran away from his wife.

Soon returned with a small black bag.

"It looks like you're menstruating, baby. So I bought this." Bisik Ilham led the wife to the toilet.

"I'm sorry, ma'am. Not knowing from earlier the innate annoy mulu.Kamu, anyway, not sensitive!"Accuse Tiara of looking at her husband sharply.

His little legs walked back into papa Pram's ward. They stared strangely when Ilham was not in clothes and Tiara was still wearing a negligee.

Nature looked at the two with a "Abis why are you guys, scoring the goal again?"

Tiara and Ilham looked at each other, as if they did not understand the words of Nature. Inspiration drags Nature out of the room.

"Why?" Nature is still astonished by the appearance of Inspiration.

"So please answer! If women menstruate again can not ..."

Nature brushed the eel. A doctor asked non-medical questions about it. According to Nature, Inspiration should know better because of his status as a doctor.

"Sister!"

"Can't! You have to fast for two weeks!"

Yes two weeks! Last night it failed and now we have to wait two weeks! God can rust! inner Inspiration.

Nature just laughed at her sister's expression

"Patience, ham. I know you're strong." Nature giggles to leave behind an already unfazed Inspiration.

"Mas we go home first yuk. Change shirt. Sultry!" Tiara wagged her body until she saw a red dot on her neck.

Again Nature bothered him "Well, ham. Genderuwe the waiter is first!"

"Yeah!" Inspiration pulls Tiara's hand to escape the interference of Nature.

"Eh, wait! You guys want to go home like this?"

Nature looks at both of them from top to bottom. Then shook his head to see the behavior of his sister and brother-in-law.

"Siti let me take you! You go home to dad, ham. I see your clothes are still there. You're going to the hotel, right?"

Tiara shakes. He went back to the hotel again.

"I'm going home to the villa."

clique

Mom, I'm going home to Jakarta." Pamit Jihan to Aisyah's Mom.

He has been in Sukabumi for three days. Last night her dad asked Jihan to come home because there was trouble at the office. His eyes stared at the expanse of tea plantations that were very rare to find. Long time he walked himself to the plantation, while occasionally photographing the beauty of the tea garden.

Jihan breathes fresh air, the aroma of fragrant tea leaves, making her not want to move.

"Would you like to go home, han?" A voice shocked his daydream.

"Yes, my work is waiting" Jihan replied as she landed her back on a large tree trunk.

"Hmmm..Can I play to your place?"

"May not time, bar?" Jihan laughed crisply making akbar unblinking.

"The thing is I'm a poor man, han. I'm afraid of being kicked out. You don't seem to be from any family. Not like me!" Akbar tried to go low.

"Bar, my house is welcome to anyone, the bar."

Jihan got up from the tree branch and walked back to the villa. Followed by Akbar who walked beside him.

Han, I'm going after your love. Competing with Jonathan. Wait for me, ji.. I'll justify you without having to date.

Bar, you're a good guy. But it would be better for you to get the equivalent, not me who is no longer holy. If you knew the truth, would you accept me? I guess not!