She's My Husband!!!

Warmth

They had reached the apartment after Ashar. Previously they had stopped at a mosque to perform ashar prayers.

Harris is now in his apartment. He is also being treated by his best friend Farhan. Bimo who was also injured was only able to treat himself considering that Harris was more severely injured than him, so Farhan was the one who helped treat Harris's wounds.

"Akh, slow down Farhan." Harris grimaced in pain. Really his body feels very sick all from being hit.

"It's been too slow, you just have to endure the pain." Reply Farhan.

"I'm surprised, you guys are heroes, losing time with Ricko's men anyway." Said Farhan when he was done treating while cleaning his P3K box.

"Who said we're heroes?" Harris stared hard at Farhan. He really doesn't like being called that. It was like bragging.

"Well, you always win when you fight." He said without guilt.

Bimo chuckled, "Yes, we will win if one on one. Well, I was gonna win what, if Ricko had the courage to crack."

"Eh, I'm sorry Harris, Bimo. You see, my friend didn't say Ricko was with his men." Farhan felt a little guilty. Meaning indirectly himself who made his two best friends battered? I don't know.

"It's okay, Farhan."

"Find the meal, this pain will keep going." Bimo.

"Say you are hungry! Ooh, Harris. Is there no food we can eat?" Ask Farhan.

"Before a second" Harris walked into the kitchen holding onto his still-ill stomach. He opened the refrigerator to find food, and it was empty. There are only a few eggs that must have almost rotted because they have been left for too long.

Unfortunately, Harris' apartment has been uninhabited since Davina was kidnapped by Ricko. Also Davina who more often ask for food outside or buy it.

"Farhan, can you buy food?" Harris returned to the living room and sat himself on the sofa.

"All right." The reply then went out to the food stalls around the apartment.

Soon, Farhan returned with 3 packs of rice.

"Buy porridge cake, you really don't understand my condition and Harris." Bimo protest when he found out that Farhan bought rice field.

"No," replied Farhan cuek and continued to chew the food in his mouth.

With a heavy heart, Bimo ate the rice field little by little, as well as Harris who felt pain on both ends of his lips when used for chewing.

After they finished eating their food, the adzan maghrib reverberated.

Harris walked to her room to clean up. While Bimo and Farhan use the other bathroom alternately. They pray together at home because of the conditions that are not possible.

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In another place there is a wife who looks restless thinking about the existence of the husband who is not known. Actually he had tried to be indifferent to it, but in the depths of his heart there was a sense of unease.

"Where did everyone go, there was no news from noon. Bang Bimo is also following along." He said while looking at his cell phone.

"Sister, splinter down. I've been waiting for Mama with Papah." Shouted his sister from outside the room ordered to have dinner together.

Davina would rather go down quickly than continue to think about Harris's situation which is not necessarily thinking about him either.

"What's Davina doing, why is her face pouting so?" Ask the Mamah when Davina sits in one of the chairs.

"No papa, Mah."

"There's no way you're pouting if there's no cause." Yuli was seen sharpening her eyes towards Davina.

"Harris.." Sluggishly.

"What happened to Harris?" Great chiming.

"Yes, what's wrong with her, Davina?" Yuli said curiously.

"I sprained him Mah, Pah. He has no news at all. I've tried to connect but I can't, Bang Bimo is the same. Especially it's night."

Agung and Yuli only chuckled at Davina's words.

"Look Mah, our son is now a possessive man." Grand Vocabulary.

"Yes, Pah."

"Who is possessive!" Davina is becoming more sulky.

"Udah, do not continue later Kak Davina blushed embarrassed, Haha." Diandra was instantly silent when she got a sharp look from the older brother.

Davina immediately stood up, about to leave the dining table.

"Reverse the room." Answer's short.

"Well, that's bad." Diandra rolled her eyes lazily.

In the room, Davina immediately threw herself on the bed.

"I'd rather sleep than think of him." He then pulled the blanket up to his chest and closed his eyes.

In the apartment only Harris and Bimo left. Farhan chose to go home after his mother called.

"Bim, let's go back to Davina's parents." Harris.

"Don't be kidding, this is Harris' mallem." He said annoyed, positioning himself to sit down.

"Therefore I'm going to go back now, they're sleeping and won't see our current condition, including Davina." Harris.

Bimo seemed to think, it was true what Harris said.

"No, no. Tomorrow, I'm sleepy." Reply lazily and then back to lay down on the sofa.

"Yes it's up to you. I'll keep coming back now." Harris left Bimo.

"Okay, we're back now."

Not without reason he wanted to immediately return to his mother-in-law's house, because that's where his wife is now. And Harris admitted that he missed Davina a lot even though they were only a few seconds apart. He was happy for the changes that little by little Davina did.

Harris did not care if later Davina would be surprised to see his condition. All he wants right now is to go home and see Davina who might also be worried about him. But I don't know if Harris isn't too sure about that considering Davina hates her.

Harris and Bimo drive a car to get there. The quiet road makes it easy to drive a car at high speed, it is only natural that time has shown 1.05.

It didn't take long, the two of them had already arrived before the gate. By honking, Mr. Satpam swiftly opened the gate. The car was seen entering the yard.

The lights in some places have also gone out. Bimo and Harris went straight inside when they managed to unlock it. Well, Bimo did hold the spare key of the house that was given by Agung because usually Bimo came home at night and if he was in Singapore he would go home at any time without telling first.

"You should take a break, Harris, look at your apprehensive condition." Said Bimo before heading to his room. Harris nodded his head.

Harris slowly climbed up the stairs to Davina's room while holding her stomach. Until several times he had to stop, but slowly he reached the door of his room.

Harris opened the door quietly in fear of waking his sleeping wife. The dim room made Harris a little relieved, because if Davina woke up she probably wouldn't have seen her bruised face. I don't know if tomorrow comes.

Harris entered the bathroom to clean herself up. After he finished he immediately approached the bed and threw himself beside Davina.

"It turns out my wife was so beautiful when she slept like this, her face was so peaceful that she wanted to keep looking at her." Harris stroked Davina's cheek while continuing to smile.

Davina blinked her eyes when she felt something was disturbing her sleep.

"Harris.." Mumbled.

"Why do you wake up, am I interrupting your sleep, hm?" Harris raised his eyebrows.

"Well, where have you been, why have you just come home?"

"You worried?"

"No, just ask."

"Jude, I'm going to sleep." Harris then turned his back to Davina.

Davina felt something was wrong with Harris. He wanted to wake Harris up and ask her directly, but Davina couldn't bear to be very tired.

Davina was silent for a long time, she was not sleepy. Closing his eyes was futile. Slowly Davina approached Harris, without warning Davina wrapped her arms around Harris from behind.

Harris, who had not yet fully slept, felt what Davina had done to him. Harris subconsciously smiled at her.

Then he turned his body towards Davina and returned his embrace tightly.

"Eh?"

"Let it be like this." Harris said, Davinapun just according to him.

Warm, that's what they both feel.

With the warmth created between the two makes Davina and Harris easily fall asleep.

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