The Love Of A Nurse

Chapter 141

Abian swallowed his saliva, he used to use a machete to read Farid and now a different machete was placed on the table in lieu of his dinner knife.

"Thank you ma'am, I just use a spoon and fork." Abian refused.

Ms. Desi smiled because she could prank her daughter-in-law. Unlike the case with Mirza who is not happy with his daughter-in-law.

They eat without anyone talking. All looks focused on devouring and staring at the food only Desi's mother who continues to stare cynically at her daughter-in-law.

After finishing eating Desi's mother straight away nyeletuk. "Wash your own dishes." Tell Missi to Abian.

"Mother this shit, Abian never did this job." Said her husband who disagreed with his wife's idea.

"The father should from now on learn to live hard so if something suddenly happens with his efforts he is not surprised." Obviously Desi's mother.

"But...."

Abian interrupted the husband and wife debate.

"It's okay, sir, I told you I was right. I should have learned from now." Abian brought the plate he used. He frowned looking for the whereabouts of the sink.

"The wash is below." Said Ms. Desi smiling funny looking at her daughter-in-law who was working on her.

"How's it?" asked Abian innocently.

"Cyra practice it." Mother's word. Cyra began to approach her sister-in-law.

"So, I sat in that little chair. Well this is the soap later rub just use a dishwashing sponge after that rinse." Cyra.

"Oh good." Abian did not take off his luxury watch nor did he take off his suit. According to him just one plate will not make his clothes wet.

Abian pulled out a chair and sat down for a moment and suddenly broke down, he immediately fell backwards.

"Huhahah." Desi's mother laughed as her son-in-law had just sat on the wet floor causing her pants to wet.

"Are you okay?" asked Mr. Mirza could not bear to see his daughter-in-law.

"It's okay, sir, sorry the plastic chair broke." Abian is honest.

Because of his large body, making the plastic chair was not strong to accommodate his weight.

"Not to go on, Cyra will wash everything." Mirza told Abian not to follow all his wife's orders.

"It's okay sir." Abian kekeh wanted to wash the dishes he started squatting and krekk his pants torn.

"Ops sorry I can't seem to continue." Abian stood up immediately. Cyra and Desi's mother smile held back her laughter.

"It doesn't have to continue." Mr. Mirza took Abian to leave the kitchen. Abian walked by covering the torn part with his hand. After Abian leaves the kitchen Cyra and Desi's mother laughs.

"You'd better stay here, the hotel's far away too." Said Mirza by looking at his daughter-in-law.

"Did you let me stay here?" abian asked less confidently.

"You are father-in-law's son-in-law, of course you will." Obviously Mr. Mirza is friendly.

"But I don't bring clothes, these are the only clothes on my body." Abian was confused because his pants were torn, he really wanted to be able to spend the night in the simple house but considering his clothes were only one and his pants were torn. He thought he was going to stay in that house.

"No need to think about clothes, if you want to be able to use father's clothes later torn pants to sew mother." Mr. Mirza went into his room and came back out with his clothes on.

"This is the clothes of the fathers, if the clothes seem to be enough but if the pants of the father is not sure." Mr. Mirza gave his clothes along with a sarong that Abian could use to sleep.

"It's okay sir. I think this is enough.Thank you sir."

"The front of Aneska's room, just come in." Abian hesitated to enter his wife's room.

Mr. Mirza looked at his son-in-law who was silent.

"Go in, you're here to see your wife, right?" ask Mirza sir.

Abian nodded his head while smiling. He entered the room slowly and saw his wife tilting.

"Sleep Cyra, brother's okay." Said Aneska who was still in a tilted position.

There was no reply from her sister but Aneska still did not look back. And he knew that his sister was sitting by his bed.

The bed Aneska uses is single so she feels that the bed is full if she is sitting on a Cyra.

"So, I said go to sleep!" aneska shouted and turned her body. Aneska was shocked that her husband was sitting by her bedside.

Aneska rubbed her eyes, she felt like she was fantasizing about her husband.

"I'm wrong." Aneska muttered her eyes and opened her eyes. He still saw Abian.

"It's a dream." Aneska closed her eyes and hit her head with her hand, she hit it repeatedly and suddenly held her hand.

Aneska opened her eyes.

"Am I dreaming?" aneska asked unsure.

"No dear, you didn't dream it was me." Said Abian softly.

Hiks hiks Aneska crying a hiccup. "Darling why are you crying." Abian wiped the tears that soaked his wife's cheeks.

"I'm wrong Abian, forgive me for the mistake I've done, torment me." Aneska was still crying.

"You're not wrong baby, I know you're doing this because you don't want me to be sad."

"But you are sad." Aneska was still crying.

Abian sighed in light of the anger he had made towards Aneska.

"I don't want to discuss this issue anymore, let's forget about it all but..." Abian gave a pause of his speech. "Before I would like to apologize to you, from the deepest heart I am very sorry." Abian clasped his wife's hand. The hands of both are intertwined.

"I'm sorry too." Aneska said slowly.

"Yes dear." Abian peeps at the back of his wife's hand.

He looked at his wife's room.

"My room isn't as luxurious as our room, but it's a lot of history." Said Aneska and wanted to sit down but Abian forbade her.

"Don't just sit lying down, I can't stand to see you in pain." Abian said worriedly. Aneska smiled because Abian's treatment was still as gentle as it used to be.

"What is the history in this room?" asked Abian who saw all the things in his wife's room.

"This place is historic because here I spilled my grievances." Aneska. Abian saw the picture frame on display on the wall.

"It's you?" abian asked less confidently.

"Yes, it's geeky." Aneska.

"If only your face were this thick I wouldn't want to be with you."

"Aaaaaah." Aneska Whine.

Abian approached his wife.

"Dear jokes, even though you're geeky I'm still in love." Abian pulls his wife's nose.

Abian watched his wife's bed.

"Where will I sleep? this bed won't be enough for both of us." Abian was confused.

"Just sleep next to me, my body is not too big but enough for both of us even though we won't be able to move much." Aneska.

Seriate....