The Married With My Ex

CHAPTRE 62

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Deandra and Christian are currently in the living room. Deandra is busy with her work as well as Christian is busy with a laptop that is on her lap. In accompanied by cake that Christian had bought with warm tea.

"Uhukk..uhuuk.." Christian's coughing voice took Deandra's mind off her design staring at Christian worriedly.

"You sick Chris?" deandra asked as she pressed the back of her hand against Christian's neck and forehead. Christian's temperature was hot enough.

"No Sweety just coughed.haaachiim.." said Christian in the sneezing jam - sneezing made Deandra shake her head slowly.

"How is it coughing?! Your face is red Chris, your body temperature is also a little hot. You better take a break, and we go to the room." Deandra scolded while closing Christian's laptop and keeping it on the table. Embrace Christian walking towards their room.

"I went to the kitchen first" Deandra said, helping Christian lie down, and covered him.

"Sweety.." said Christian who sounded hoarse, while blocking Deandra's hand.

"Wait a minute, okay?" inevitably Christian also let go of the check.

Deandra came out of the room with Christian's gaze with a pale face. In fact, he felt unwell in the office after lunch with his wife. But indeed he was not felt further, thinking later will also be good - fine.

"Take medicine first, dear" said Deandra entered the room while carrying a tray containing medicine, and a glass of water.

"Do I have to be sick first for you to call me that friend?" chris asked sitting from his recline receiving medicine, and a glass of water from his wife's hand.

"This ck..kamu," said Deandra pinched the small stomach of Christian sixpack makes the owner grimace small.

"It looks like you are growing this way, because you are not used to the weather in Indonesia yesterday plus you immediately work" said Deandra helping Christian lay back.

"Sleep, I'll keep you here" he continued, sitting on the side of the bed, wiping Christian's hands gently. Seeing Christian who was asleep, Deandra set her Acc_ temperature to not be too cold, and went out of the room. Go take his job in the living room, and bring it back to the room. Work on completing his design, while keeping Christian. Sitting under the side of Christian's bed under a thick, hairy carpet, and a small table. Deandra continued to put graffiti - pencil graffiti on white paper. Form a very detailed sketch. Seen from its beauty and uniqueness. Especially later, if the dress is ready.

"Aww.." ringis Deandra as her palm touched Christian's very hot forehead.

Walk towards the room door, walk down the stairs quickly towards the bathroom. Take a large container as well as warm water. The little towel he picked up in his wardrobe when he was back in the room. Dunking it and squeezing it, and sticking it on Christian's forehead. Dipped the towel back, after it was cold and put back on Christian's forehead. It continued like that, until Christian's cold sweat sweat sweat from earlier was no longer there, and his body temperature began to decline again.

"Chris, wakeup. You have to take medicine again" Deandra said, helping Christian lean on the dashboard. Give some medicine, and a glass of water. Put it back in the glass after Christian drinks.

"Wait a minute" said Deandra walking briskly towards the wardrobe. Take a short white shirt, sit back on the side of the bed. Help take off Christian's sweat-soaked clothes. Replaced with the clothes he took earlier in the wardrobe and put them on.

"Sleep again, I want to save this first to the kitchen" Deandra said without giving Christian a chance to speak, while lifting the large container out.

Deandra who was in the kitchen had stored the container for compressing, and sitting on the dining chair, hunger attacked her stomach in the early morning. Take a pack of instant noodles, and also an egg. He processed, and ate it after it was finished in cooking. Since her stomach was full, Deandra returned to her room. Seeing Christian who had fallen asleep, he went back to work on the picture. Picking up a cell phone and setting a fear alarm at times when he falls asleep and becomes numb.

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Sunlight that pierced through the glass, highlighting on Christian's face. Make the owner blink his eyes, and wake up when touching the empty side of the bed. Leaning to the head of the bed looking around the room did not find his wife was, nor did he find her in the bathroom.

Walking towards the door, going down the stairs while looking around still not seeing his wife.

"Elida.." call Christian to his housekeeper who just happened to enter the house.

"Yes sir?" elida asked while bowing respectfully after being in front of her master.

"Where's the madam?" ask Christian.

"The lady is in the master's gym" replied Elida.

Because this house is indeed facilitated by the sports room and fitness equipment, Christian also walked to the sports room near the swimming pool. Walking up to his wife who was walking him on the treadmill. Leggings, black sports bra, and black and white sports shoes wrap the legs. Dressed like that, with the sunlight makes Deandra look shining. Moreover, sweat sweat sweat soaked his body, he looked very sexy. Making Christian who felt a little dizzy instantly disappeared.

"Sweety" said Christian, making Deandra look at him.

"Chris, you're awake" said Deandra, turning off the treadmill, and walking toward a small towel dabbing sweat on her face and neck. Walk towards Christian and touch his normal forehead back to his body temperature. Leading Christian to the sofa in the room, the thirsty Deandra drank a full glass of water and finished it off. Seeing his wife drinking, he painstakingly swallowed his own saliva. For some reason, the way his wife drinks makes him very passionate.

"Ehemm.." chortled awkwardly with his crazy mind that did not know himself, even when he was sick he was still passionate about his wife.

"Why don't you wake me Sweety, I'm late to the office." Christian scolded in his weak voice. Deandra who heard also glared at him.

"Ck.."deandra's broach to her husband who can't see her unwell condition is still thinking about work.

"I've called Theo, if you're sick and won't be in the office" Deandra said.

"But, right..."

"Nothing but - but, you have to recover first can work again. One or two days not going to the office will not make the company bankrupt really." Deandra upset.

"You better rest, heal your total condition in order to get back to work. There are still employees who take care of the company." continued Deandra. Want to not make Christian resigned, assented.

"Are you going to the boutique, Sweety?" christian asked in his heart, wanting his wife not to go to work either.

"No way, today I will take care of you until you recover at home." Deandra's answer makes her happy, because she can be alone and spoiled - spoiled on her beloved wife.

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