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Vigilant

Larasati looks to blink her eyes, her front body feels very cold. But his back was warm.

His stomach felt something rubbing gently, even before long he felt if his neck felt wet, a little pain and tingling.

Larasati tried to gather her consciousness, then turned her face back.

It was Jonathan, her husband. He looks cool tasting his neck and ends with a small bite on his shoulder.

"Mas! What time is it?" ask Larasati.

Realizing his wife was awake, Jonathan instead answered a question from Larasati. However, his naughty hands even crept up and crept his wife's chest.

"Oh, Mum!" larasati.

Larasati felt her body bristling, Jonathan instantly grinned. He immediately got up and shut his wife's movements.

"What do you want?" ask Larasati.

"You want me" replied Jonathan.

Jonathan's hand was already preparing to re-split his wife's chest, but Larasati quickly pulled out a blanket to cover her chest.

That he did not do because he did not want to make out with the husband, just that the time had pointed at four in the morning when he glanced at the digital clock on the nightstand.

Last night Jonathan pounded him for more than two hours, Larasati's body ached and crumbled.

That's Jonathan, never done it many times. However, the one time he did it, Jonathan would do it for a long time.

"Why? Can't you?" ask Jonathan.

Larasati was seen staring at Jonathan, inside his brain he was thinking. What words she deserves to say to her husband, so that the husband without her is not offended.

"No, no! Not that it can't, but it's four o'clock. Is it dawn, take a bath?" take Larasati with the grin of her horse.

Jonathan glanced at the clock, sure enough what his wife said. Soon after dawn, he won't play lightning.

His face that had been seen since sumringah, now turned into a wistful. Because he has to resist his desire.

"Alright, then we take a shower." Jonathan woke up and immediately carried Larasati.

"Mas!"

Larasati was really scared, if Jonathan would invite her to roll in pleasure.

"Hem" replied Jonathan.

Jonathan let out a voice without looking at Larasati, his gaze just straight ahead. However, it still makes Larasati become suspicious.

"You're not gonna do anything, are you?" ask Larasati.

Jonathan smiled, then shook his head.

"Of course not, soon after dawn. I don't want to play fast" Jonathan said.

Hearing the words from Jonathan, Larasati's forehead looked wrinkled. Why do you think you don't want to play fast? Isn't what matters getting out?

"Why is it fast?" ask Larasati.

Hearing Larasati who kept asking herself, Jonathan's ears felt hot. Even hers now began to harden, yet she held it with all her might.

"Not be noisy! Later I will be caliph," Jonathan said, lowering Larasati's body and resting it on a closet.

Larasati according to, he was silent while sitting his henchman on the closet.

"I filled the buthup first" Jonathan said.

Larasati nodded her head, she was seen paying attention to what her husband was doing.

However, Jonathan always indulged himself. Larasati was like a queen, always treated special, served and pampered.

Even without him saying he wanted this and that, Jonathan would instantly do whatever Larasati wanted, it seemed like he knew very well what the heart of Larasati was.

When she was Yudha's wife, Yudha never paid much attention to her.

It was always Larasati who tried to indulge Yudha, always Larasati who tried to pay attention to Yudha.

If they are short of money, it is always Larasati who tries to find ideas so that they do not live hard. Because Larasati did not want to see Yudha hard while living with her.

"Thank you" said Larasati as her body landed in a buthup filled with warm water.

"Together, my dear." Jonathan came in and took a dip with his wife.

*/*

This morning Yudha was seen having breakfast, she was preparing to go to Puskesmas. Today was her schedule for control, she deliberately chose Puskesmas. To be cheaper in their treatment.

Now Yudha has not saved a lot of money, all the money from the sale of cars is used for renting a house and also buying painting equipment.

He also spent money on the cost of daily meals and also the cost of medical treatment, because his income from painting was very uncertain. The paintings he made only sold one or two in each week.

It was also not much, for Yudha sold his paintings only in the range of three hundred thousand to five hundred thousand.

"I'd better leave now, but it's still early in the morning. In order not to get a queue with a high number," Yudha said while removing his matic motorbike from inside his rented house.

Yudha is seen heating his motor briefly, after which he immediately goes to Puskesmas.

Arriving at the Puskesmas, it turns out he got the number 3 queue. He smiled because he didn't have to wait long.

"Thank God, I now have to get to the VCT room immediately" Yudha said.

Arriving in front of the VCT room, Yudha is seen sitting on the waiting bench. After half an hour of waiting, Yudha's name was called by a nun.

Yudha said she immediately followed the steps of the sisters and went straight into the VCT room.

"Please sit!" doctor's Word

"Thank you, Doc." Yudha sat down right in front of the doctor.

"How are you?" ask the doctor for a pleasantry.

"Here," said Yudha, shaking both his shoulders.

The doctor smiled and then said.

"You should get regular ARV treatment for life, yes. But at least able to prevent HIV transmission, also reduce stigma and discrimination against people living with HIV/AIDS (ODHA) like you," explained the Doctor.

"Yes, Doc," answered Yudha weakly.

"One more thing is for sure, you should never do something that can transmit this disease to others" said the doctor

"Transmitting the disease to others, you mean?" ask Yudha.

"Never have sexual relations with women or men, because it is dangerous" explained the Doctor.

Hearing what the doctor said, Yudha immediately bowed in lethargy. That means he won't have a companion until the end of his life.

Because he didn't want to pass the damn disease on to a much loved one in his life.

*/*

After completing the treatment, Yudha did not immediately go back to her rented house. He was instead sitting on an empty land that was on the outskirts of the city.

He was contemplating what was happening in his life, he was reflecting on what mistakes he had made to people who had been present in his life.