The Imperfect Husband

The Imperfect Husband
A different taste



Deanra realized something was wrong with her husband. Seeing Ares who was silent without answering his question made him look at the man in confusion.


"You... You why?" There was no answer, Ares just fell silent while squeezing his left hand firmly.


"Are you okay, Ares?" Still trying to ask, but Ares' reaction made her anxious.


As if aware of his actions, Deanra immediately approached. Pulling her husband's hand, but how hard she tried still didn't work. Eventually, he ran out to find someone who could help him.


Just as he opened the door, Aisyah was also standing outside the room preparing to deliver food to her daughter-in-law. Looking at the worried Deanra, the middle-aged woman immediately asked worriedly.


"What's up, son?"


"Auntie... That's... Ares was strange, he was acting strangely.." Deanra said in a stammer, puzzled as well as she wanted to explain how.


Aisyah immediately entered their room. Surprised to see his son who seemed to hold something, after putting the food he brought immediately he approached Aras.


"race... Son, let's calm down." Aisyah tried to persuade her child gently, as usual if she heard her mother's words Aras would be soft.


His body starts to soften, no. But not completely. Ares still lowered his head with a tense body, making Aisyah and also Deanra more worried. Deanra did not dare to touch her, she had even taken a safe distance from her husband. Afraid that if he loses control and crashing, he will with a thousand steps will run first out.


"Tante, should I call Om Abi?"


"No need," Aisyah did not want to create a happy atmosphere outside would be chaotic, "Your husband is okay, maybe he was just tired and carried away by emotions. Now you're food, and please help your husband too. Mother came out first, "Aisyah wants to go out, wants to let her son and daughter-in-law to be able to rest and have time alone.


"But... Is it going to be okay, Auntie?" Deanra said doubtfully. He didn't even know what was going on, and now he's being told to take care of this guy. He felt his life was in danger.


"He won't hurt you, Mother promised. And another one..," Aisyah took something out of her pocket. A drug that he suddenly handed over to Deanra's hand, "after he eats please love him taking the medicine, huh? After that he'll be asleep."


Denara felt stuck. After Aisyah passed she stared at the medicine on top, and after glancing at the small bottle she could figure out what it was. A sedative?


Is her husband crazy?


That's not true. Manggala said Ares only suffered from mild Autism, it wouldn't matter. Just being quiet, difficult to get along and do not like to invest with new people. Why is there a story about hurting himself?


With a little bracing herself up, Deanra tried to approach Ares slowly. Sitting quietly beside him, then trying to gently touch the man's hand.


When the hand he could pull, his eyes widened in disbelief to see the nail marks that had stuck there. Deep enough, and had even spit out blood, seeing that little Deanra grimaced. Acting out of bounds, he thought.


It seems after this he must keep his words so as not to mispronounce, and make this man back friday.


Deanra immediately approached the cupboard where she had stored her usual medicine, and after she found it she immediately approached her husband again.


"Let me treat,"


Ares did not reply, just kept quiet and looked at Deanra with a complicated look. His hand suddenly lifted grasping the hand of Deanra who was cleaning his wound.


Deanra jerks. He looked at those clear eyes in a daze, and a strange tremor suddenly gushed in his heart, but he did not know what it was. The tighter the hand clenched, for some reason he felt increasingly warm.


"No need to treat..," Ares said softly, barely audible.


"Can't, you need to be treated. However, this wound can be infected if not treated," Deanra said by trying to release Ares' hand on him.


Taking a deep breath, Deanra began to treat the wound. As if not wanting to hurt her, Deanra gently stroked the wound with concern. He was surprised by himself, why he could behave like this, but from the beginning he had promised not to care about anything that happened. But now that he had only been married for a few hours, he had started acting crazy like this, completely unbelievable.


He can't be like this. How he felt this was too soon, he should not be so weak and give up on this strange marriage.


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