Teach Me to Love You

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After a week more confined in the room, finally Khalisa can move more freely. His hands can be moved, although sometimes still feels pain.

It's entering its seventh week. Although his hands gradually recovered, but now his stomach and sense of smell were very sensitive.

Ghani was very careful to look after his wife. She was afraid that Khalisa's miscarriage would repeat itself.

"Dear not to go up and down stairs too often. If you need something to say." Ghani reminded, his eyes still staring at the laptop screen checking the financial statements.

"Yes Brother" said Khalisa with a wry face.

"Don't move much, the wound hasn't healed completely!"

"Yes Brother."

"Don't play most of it, honey." Ghani smiled ignorantly at Khalisa's annoyed face.

"Yes, yes Brother, yes." Khalisa stomped his feet on the floor. He's very upset, it's forbidden, it's forbidden. What's the difference he's healthy with still lying in bed if all is not allowed.

"Darling, if that's what the pain will be. The wound is bleeding again." Omel Ghani, approaching Khalisa who is tampering.

"Abang chatty, work only. Kha dicuekin, bored, bored, bored." He whined with teary eyes.

"Dear, Honey. Excuse me. Let's take an afternoon walk." Bujuk Ghani, holding Khalisa's hand, took her around the complex.

"Darling to have satay, would you?" ghani asked as they were in the complex park, where there was a traveling satay vendor with a smoky wagon billowing.

"You, want!" Excited Khalisa, the smell of satay makes his stomach hungry. "Abang, the smell of the satellite is good."

"Aren't you sick of the smell of satay?"

"No, I like it. Buy the smoke for perfume." Said Khalisa nyeleneh while giggling.

"You if his laugh is then thought kuntilanak loh."

"Which is there a pretty gini kuntilanak, Bang?" Khalisa put on a cute look in front of Ghani.

"There, right next to Brother." Canda Ghani, they're approaching the cart of satay sellers. "Pak satenya ten skewers," the message. While waiting, they sat in plastic chairs.

"Wear lontong Mas?"

"Wear Sir." Ghani replied originally, he just found out if buying satay asked using lontong. Is that so, huh?

"It's Mas." The satay seller gives a black crackle containing a packet of satay. Ghani fingered his pants pocket but found no wallet. His phone was also left on the table.

"Darling, you don't bring any money. His wallet's gone." Lirih Ghani, Khalisa glared. "Ngapain nawarin anyway if there is no money," he regretted. Ghani grinned, scratching his non-itchy nape.

"Sorry sir, my wallet is missing. I can owe you first, my wife craves this. Later if through the house no 157, you stop by. I pay." Ghani said shyly, for what reason he owed the same seller satay. Khalisa has turned his back on shame.

"Yes, take it first. I'll stop by."

"Thank you sir." Ghani picked up his sate cracker, "I'll wait sir, in front."

The satay seller simply nodded and smiled amiably. Good thing Ghani met a good satay seller, so can pay off.

"That's bashful!" Khalisa when he got home. Walking into the dining room with a sullen face.

"Sorry dear, Kha lashed out. I forgot to bring my phone and wallet." Ghani prepared satay on the plate after sitting Khalisa in the chair. "Eat first yes, get angry later. The bullets get ugly when they get angry, "the god.

"Dragon!"

Pekik Ghina sonorous. All the main house residents came out. It just so happened that the hours came home from work so all the full personnel were at home.

Ghani followed to the source of the vote, leaving Khalisa engrossed with his satellite.

"Why yell?" Upset Ghani, he again enjoys the happy face of his wife while devouring satay.

Ghani smiled wryly at Ghina's words.

"Eh even a smile, that's a debt debt person."

"Borrow a hundred thousand." Pinta Ghani reached out, unconcerned by the sister's annoyance.

Ghina thaws, takes the money in the pocket. Fortunately, he was always available for Airil.

Ghani received it with a sumringah, then moved forward. Emran, Mira and the others stupefied.

"This sir to pay satay earlier, the change take aja. Thank you for being owed." Ghani said kindly, grateful the satay seller believed him.

"Just like, thank you too." Answer the sate seller, then continue around the complex. Ghani returned home still with an obscure grimace.

"What debt is Gha?" Ask Mira wonder.

"Sate, I forgot to bring money. Satenya already has a message so owe me." Sahut Ghani with a grin, continued the steps towards the dining table.

"Darling, is it over?" Ghani asked in disbelief, he hasn't gone ten minutes.

"You again" pinta Khalisa with a pleading gaze.

"Astaghfirullah."

Ghani beristighfar, that's what belly balloons, her inner. Then chase the seller sate after borrowing money again. The whole house was laughing, not pitying him.

"Nake?" Tomi asked, she wondered if it was true that the pregnant woman spent her satelite alone. So follow Ghani to the dinner table.

"Banget, try it." Khalisa gave Tomi a skewer. He was devouring the second round of satay that the husband bought. The portions are more.

Tomi accepts and devours her, seeing that happy face she remembers Anindi. Ah, how is that woman. Since the camera incident Tomi never met again.

Ghani observes Tomi's gaze on his wife. She's worried that Tomi will continue to think of Khalisa as Anindi.

"You again?" Tawar Khalisa's.

Tomi shook her head and smiled as she rubbed Khalisa's head, "you'll just eat again Kha."

Khalisa glanced at the husband who was still standing next to him. Ghani just nodded small.

"Remember, full." Khalisa's great-grandson leaned his head against Ghani's stomach. Ghani's right hand stretched out rubbing his cheek, while his left hand rubbed Khalisa's head fondly.

Tomi let out a long sigh, the one beside her was Khalisa not Anindi. During this one house with Ghani's wife he will find it hard to forget Anindi. The man left the dining table in shaky steps.

"Date, Tomi why?" Khalisa stared at Tomi's back which was getting further away.

"She's missing Nindi, baby."

Ghani can't bear to see Tomi's current state, as he saw himself a few months ago.

"Can't you help Tomi?" Khalisa looked at Ghani with a pleading gaze. Ghani pulled out a chair and sat with his wife's hands together.

"What can happen, dear. They each have their own choices. Kha, no need to think about them first huh. Your health is more important now."

His wife was so overthinking, that other people's problems were thought out.

"I can't make them think, brother."

"Caring with others can be, honey. But not to disturb your own mind either." Ghani reminded, he does not want Khalisa to be a lot of mind.

Khalisa puffed his cheeks, Ghani stabbed both cheeks with his index finger and then a brief peck on the lips.

"Well, let's go back to the bathroom, shower first. Kha smells asem." Invite Ghani, and then Khalisa again pouted.