Three Years Different

53: Failed

Fail.

As Lutfan said, if the pain is once better stop. Mardiyah fulfilled it, because she was really in pain. Never did he think that it would be this painful, while trying several times he whimpered and involuntarily let out tears. So Lutfan did not allow him to continue again.

Mardiyah still did not descend from Lutfan. Even rest, sitting on her lap leaning on her husband's shoulder. His hands were coiled at the nape of the neck, while his face was hidden in Lutfan's neck.

"Sorry" said Mardiyah.

Lutfan was still, his dully yellow hands perfectly coiled around Mardiyah's small waist. "Not to apologize."

"If anyone should apologize. That's me, Mar." Lutfan. "I'm sorry I didn't"

Mardiyah spontaneously raised her face and silenced Lutfan with her hands. "What the hell are you talking about?"

Lutfan shook his head, and slowly pulled Mardiyah's hand out of her mouth. "So this magrib, there you take a bath."

"You take a bath-same--"

"No. I'm going to the kitchen bathroom, you're taking a bath here." Lutfan saw Mardiyah nod and descend slowly from her lap. "Sa-kit?"

Mardiyah nodded small. Lingerie she had been wearing sandals earlier, without going down. As he stood about to walk, he reflexively whimpered in pain.

"Mar ..."

Mardiyah. "I'm not pa-pa."

Black lingerie that has thin arms is indeed very appropriate in the use of Mardiyah. It clearly adds charm and interest to his wife. His gaze could not be separated from Mardiyah who tried to walk slowly and enter the bathroom.

If I am not paralyzed. Our household won't be this complicated, Mar. Even Mr. Manggala said, if I am not paralyzed, he likes to let go for me. But finally the gini Mar .. I was really afraid they brought lo, the inner Lutfan who involuntarily shed tears. He was weak for something concerning Umma and his wife - more precisely Mardiyah.

"Yes Allah ..."

I heard water gurgling from inside. Mardiyah had started her bath, while Lutfan, trying to get out of bed. If he moved his body from a wheelchair that was close, he could not. Where does he find himself useful to life?

Brak!

"Akhhh," Lutfan groaned as he felt his hand being scratched by the iron in the wheelchair. He looked down, rubbing his eyes a few times. How useless was he to fall? Even to last a few seconds he could not.

"Lutfan!" Either Lutfan did not realize when Mardiyah came out and ran to him just by using a white towel wrapped around. The face that was still wet from the former bath wife was still dripping, the look of the face was very worried. "Yes Allah .. how can you .. I help you stand up first. You hold me tight."

Lutfan had been sitting on the bed, then looked at Mardiyah and spoke, "Gue ain't pa-pa."

"sorry. It should have been before the room-"

"Pasih Mar's. Don't apologize. It's nothing wrong."

Mardiyah removed her hand from Lutfan's left arm. Then take a seat on the side and say, "You took a bath in the bathroom in a ja, huh? In the kitchen far away. I help. You can't refuse."

"Come, stand slowly," continued Mardiyah by standing up to lead Lutfan sitting in a wheelchair.

No choice but to comply. Mardiyah undressed the clothes on Lutfan's body. It means one of the cloths attached to Lutfan's body. That is the black holster motif boxes used earlier. Wheelchairs have been kept out of reach of the shower, so as not to wet the water. While Lutfan sat in a plastic chair that had been provided in the bathroom, then Mardiyah stood ready to turn on the shower with a towel that was still wrapped around her body.

I should not be ashamed, inner Lutfan who noticed Mardiyah deftly take care of him.

"Have you read the intention?"

Lutfan muttered reading intent. While Mardiyah took soap and shampoo contained in a drawer near a wheelchair.

"Have you?"

Lutfan nodded without looking at Netra Mardiyah.

"I'm living in the shower, huh?"

Lutfan nodded.

"It has. I'll wait there, okay?" Mardiyah pointed to the sitting toilet. "I promise not to face you. I know you're embarrassed."

Lutfan's cheeks flushed out, but at the same time there were strange vibrations that tickled his heart. Clearly from where do you feel lucky to have me, Mar? Whereas ... in my eyes, in my own view, I am really lucky to have a wife like lo, inner Lutfan by addressing Mardiyah who started walking towards the closet and sat there.

About eight minutes. Finally Lutfan made a sound. "Mar ..."

"Have you?"

"Yes. Hitherto. You can face me."

Mardiyah was facing directly at Lutfan. Get up and get closer. "Oh yeah, not yet a toothbrush. I'll take his toothpaste first."

"Thank you." Lutfan accepted, and pointed at the dipper hanging on the wall with a mirror. "Gue if your toothbrush is used this usually."

Not two minutes later Lutfan has finished brushing his teeth. Either her husband got a little towel from nowhere. Because the towel had covered the bottom of Lutfan perfectly.

"Lo .. has it been a shower?"

"I haven't washed my hair. Are you done?"

"Udah. Please take the wheelchair, Mar." Mardiyah took a wheelchair. He helped her to sit there with his hand holding tightly to Mardiyah's waist. "Haaa. Thanks." Thanks."

"Your feet hurt?"

Lutfan. "No."

"Yes already. I'm anter kelu--"

"No need. Continue to shower lo. I can go out on my own. After this, I don't want to pray late because of me," said Lutfan.

As he guessed.

Mardiyah had already done the magrib prayer, as well as the isya prayer. For when the Azan reverberated Abian came and he immediately spoke that today he wanted the magrib prayer and the prayer of the congregation in the house, together with Mardiyah. Because it was because the fall from the bed made his hands scratched. Even got the scars from his previous accident.

"If there's anything, you should call me. Don't get off the bed alone again" said Mardiyah slowly.

"Yes." Yeah."

He stared at the wife who was now busy feeding food into her mouth.

"Want a drink?"

Lutfan nodded. "Gue again will .. iced tea, Mar."

"Can. I made it first, huh? Wait." Wait."

Mardiyah left. His wife was really capable in everything, obviously if he thought again he was the one who felt lucky.

The kling!

His straw on the bed rang. There was one message from Aldo.

Aldo

Aman sentosa alhamdulillah

^^^Okay thanks^^^^

^^^Do not forget to send the seller's report^^^

Aldo

(Send documents)

I opened the email again, so I sent it through wa.

^^^Saudi. Gapapa^^

Aldo

Oh yes Lut, I want to go to the pesantren he said

^^^Who?^^^

Aldo

Linggar, Lingga, same Vincent

Lutfan was silent for a moment. Linggars and Lingas? Descendants of Adiwangsa from Gumira Adiwangsa. Yeah, they're both good. But is it okay? If the two twins were to visit the boarding school in this situation? He shook his head, it was possible that Linggar and Lingga did not know. He should welcome with a happy heart the arrival of his friends.

^^^State.^^^

^^^ I mean Lo Vincent?^^^

Aldo

He followed her for just one day

I want to see the orphanage he said

Lingga Linggar same I might stay a week. Gapapa, right?

^^^Oh said dong^^^

^^^Gue was rather shocked^^^

Aldo

Why shock? Relaxing

He has no faith

You can hide time. Aamiin.

^^Aamiin^^^

^^^Btw, when do you want pesantren?^^^

Aldo

Plan's tomorrow

I also had enough rest

^^^^^^^

^^^Gue wait^^

Mardiyah's footsteps approached. Lutfan put down his gawai and looked at his wife carrying two glasses of sweet iced tea.

"It."

Lutfan took a sweet iced tea and sipped a little. "Ahl. So yummy. Oh, God ..."

"How many days have you not had ice?"

Lutfan looked at the wall thinking. "Should have changed your question. How many weeks I don't drink ice .. If I count maybe biweekly, Mar."

Mardiyah just smiled faintly.

"Mar, where's Umma?"

"He's in the room. I also made some warm tea."

Lutfan. So that unconscious silence occurred a few minutes, Lutfan was busy gulping his iced tea until it ran out. While Mardiyah played the device and took a sip of iced tea slowly, and left a little.

"Mar ..."

Mardiyah looked at Lutfan. "Hm?"

"What ..." Lutfan swallowed his saliva. "That's a-anu sick? M-I mean I'm still sick?"

A thin smile Mardiyah showed, her hand also consciously rubbed the mane in front of her husband. "You asked him so much, anyway. Thank God it doesn't hurt anymore."

"O-oh. Thank goodness."

"Why? Want to try again?"

Spontaneous Lutfan shook his head quickly.

"That ringtone? Don't wanna?"

"Yes yes ma-I mean I .. I reflex. Not not want to. So, yeah, there's still tomorrow, right?"

Mardiyah nodded and said, "If so. We'll try again tomorrow, okay?"

Anjir .. My heart, the inner Lutfan who immediately threw away his face, with a hand that held the glass tightly.

"Don't you?" ask Mardiyah, again.

Lutfan said softly, "Yes come on. You don't hurt anymore."

Mardiyah gulped her sweet iced tea again. Then put the cloth next to the bed. "Say, if the pain is less lubrication---"

"Mar .. Love this discussion of lo."

Mardiyah looked at Lutfan in surprise with a frown. She why? Ashamed to talk about this? mardiyah's inner self that blinked many times. "I just want to clarify something, Lutfan. What's with our discussion?"

Akhh .. crazy. Why am I so innocent here?! inner Lutfan who wants to drown himself just because of shame. "Tomorrow. Time to say it's the language. Now don't. I don't want to talk and talk about this."