Substitute Mother

Chaptre 99. Pleasure

Hannah was outside. He sat in the front seat of Mark's ward. Since the day Mark decided not to see her, Hannah has been waiting for him from the outside. Because according to Maria, Mark still did not want to see her. It's okay, Hannah understands what Mark is feeling. The man had the right to silence her, or even leave her.

Maria finished with her last feed. Help the son to take medicine. The woman sighed, occasionally turning towards the door. “Hannah is still out”

Mark just glanced, cold. Not saying anything.

“You don't feel sorry for him? Hannah spent the whole day just sitting there. The day is struggling with heat, while the night has to fight with cold and mosquitoes. All just to make sure you know that she's always there for you”

Mark also breathed. Indeed, the disappointment was still there, and became the main fuel that ignited his anger so that he did not want to see Hannah. Compared to his emotions bursting, Hannah's silence was much better.

“If the distance you create is the fruit of the painful honesty he says, I understand. I understand that you're disappointed. That's a very normal reaction. But honey, wouldn't it be better if you two talked together? Figuring out together the solutions to your relationship ahead. Will it stay together, or part ways?”

“Mother doesn't want to give you any suggestions which is better, because basically all of you are still undergoing. Happy are you who feel. But from what I see, Hannah really loves you. When you're in a coma, he routinely sees you while talking to you. Your condition is growing rapidly with Hannah by your side. And I'm sure you love her too”

Mark lowered. “My love for her never subsides, Mother. But I'm disappointed”

Maria smiled, her hands outstretched cleaning up the food stain that was left faint on her son's lips. “And you yourself wanted Hannah to be honest. When he opened up, you ignored him. I told you, one honesty hurts. But isn't that better than a thousand lies? You have to appreciate Hannah's courage to be honest, Mark. I'm sure he thought many times to decide to tell him things that he thought were not easy to share with you”

“But Mom, she already. Asking for another man's help when I'm the one he should be asking for help. Why does she think of me as a useless lover? I don't like the fact of it, Ibu”

Maria rubbed Mark's head gently. “Maybe Hannah has a consideration as to why she chose to ask others for help over you. Maybe Hannah doesn't want you to think of her as a materialistic woman. You heard Hannah's story, but you don't want to understand Hannah's point of view. Think, Mark. If Hannah didn't love you, how could she have waited patiently for you in the hospital all this time? Even when you don't respond to the story. Even when you can't speak clearly. Even when you can't sit. Even when you ignore it”

Mark lifted his gaze, leading to the door that was out there the lover who was sitting waiting for him to receive with the door open. But should he forgive?

“Honey, Mom and Dad never taught you to take revenge on anyone who hurt you. We teach you to learn to forgive, even if it's hard. But ask your little heart what you want”

Mary left him alone. Maybe out to see Hannah, tell her Mark's condition now. Or maybe he was holding his girl who was drowning in regret because of her painful honesty.

Mark broke his body. Looking up at the ceiling of the hospital as if there was an answer as to what she should do for her relationship with Hannah.

**

Jeanno looked at her bed without interest. The place to take off the fatigue that is usually comfortable, now looks cold. The bed was just replaced. Bed linen with soft materials that should be able to help usher Jeanno into the dream. Plus the result of tired work, he should be able to fall asleep quickly. But I don't know why tonight he didn't want to sleep in his bed. Judith's bed was much more comfortable, he said. I don't know, maybe because he's used to the little affection that she gives?

After cleaning himself and changing into a nightgown, Jeanno knocked on Judith's bedroom door once, only as a gesture to tell her that the man was about to enter. Sounded like ‘into’ from inside. Without having to wait any longer, Jeanno opened the knob to enter.

The room was still bright lights, the owner was sitting in a dressing chair, was wearing a series of skincare that Jeanno himself did not understand what the use was.

“I'm not bothering you, am I?”

Judith smiled from the mirror. Jeanno looks dazzling with blue satin pajamas and plain white t-shirts. “Not at all, besides I haven't slept”

Like a fool, Jeanno just nodded and stood awkwardly in the middle of Judith's room. Judith turned to look at it directly, not from the mirror. “Master why? If you want to sleep, just sleep”

Judith pointed at herself. “I? I want to dry the hair first” he then pointed to his head wrapped around a towel. He just finished washing his hair.

“You want me to help you dry?”

“Eh? No need tuan” As he did not heed Judith's words, Jeanno stepped forward. Turn Judith's body back to face the glass. Then reach for the hair dryer that is connected to the electricity, then open the towel on the woman's head.

The sight of Jeanno drying her strands of hair brought about a strange and new sensation that Judith felt. Looking at her reflection from the mirror, feeling how gently Jeanno treated her hair to a perfect dryness. Adding a positive impression that seemed to pair Judith to not be run away from the charm of Jeanno.

For a few minutes they were both silent. Judith hoped Jeanno would remain silent. Because he did not want the man to open a conversation that usually contained his memories with Nayara. This was Nayara, that was Nayara. Judith honors Nayara as Jeanno's late wife. But hearing Jeanno still bring it up is not a pleasant thing to hear. Nor was he brave enough to break Jeanno's story. If only Judith could raise her ears, she would do every time Jeanno brought Nayara in while talking to her.

“It's done”

Jeanno put the hairdryer in place. Then comb Judith's hair with her fingers. The fingers that originally combed it now turned to his shoulders. Graze slowly. The two did not talk to each other, only exchanged glances through the reflection of a mirror. Jeanno watched Judith close her eyes, enjoying a light massage on her shoulders. That expression reminded Jeanno a little when Judith had come to pick up her favors. Plus the soft whimper that escaped, did not help get rid of the passion that slowly rose to burn Jeanno's body.

Judith, who accidentally retreated into Jeanno's body, noticed a change in the sturdy man's body. He then opened his eyes. Sure enough, Jeanno gave him a familiar look. Which he could catch his point.

“Sorry sir, but I'm on my period”

Jeanno smiled. “It's okay. I'll finish it myself. There sleep”

Judith bit her lip, didn't want to let Jeanno ‘play’ herself. He turned his body to face Jeanno. His head was aligned with the man's plane stomach. His head looked up, as if giving information as well as permission to do further things. Jeanno, who could not resist, just nodded. Letting Judith ‘help her’.

Jeanno swore, the sight of Judith helping him by releasing the claustrophobic was one of the most beautiful sights he had ever seen in a lifetime. He growled low, not to mention their reflection from the mirror, raising his adrenaline until he unwittingly grabbed Judith's hair to sink deeper into her belly button. When white came, Judith let her senses taste sweet. Jeanno lowered her head, uniting their pinkish ranum. Clean up the rest of her passion while sharing sweet. After they remembered that oxygen remained the primary requirement, Jeanno cut off the pagutan. Correcting his clothes and then sighing Judith to lay down the body. Cuddling in arms and warm blankets.

“Goodnight, mr”

Jeanno was silent for a moment. “Call me Jeanno”

Judith. Making sure his master hasn't been delirious when talking like that. “Ya?”

“Call me Jeanno”

Judith smiled, then nodded. “Good sleep, Jeanno”

Like the night they had shared before, Judith gently rubbed Jeanno's arm. Until sounding regular breathing and fine snoring. Indicates the man has been carried into his slumber. Judith, meanwhile, was too busy to regulate her heartbeat. Once again, he falls asleep in a dream where he can be happy with Jeanno, and Aera.

Without Nayara.

Without their agreement.

**