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Possessiveness

This morning Anitha was not using an infusion tube. He is much healthier now than Mr. Nan. Mr. Nan still needs to be monitored about his crippled left leg.

Anitha was happy to take care of her husband.

"Dinda's right it's okay?" ask her husband gently.

"It's okay. There are kanda, this heart becomes healthy" he said with haru. Making mister Nan smile warmly.

"Thanks to Dinda. Dinda really means something in kanda's life."

"Don't tell me it's Kanda. There's only Kanda I can forget the cruelty of this world." Anitha hugged her husband just as the nurse came in.

Anitha was getting possessive of hugging master Nan. Mr. Nan felt astonished, but he did not deny there was a sense of comfort and tranquility in his heart. Mr. Nan actually felt a little inferior when the doctor said one of his legs was not working. Seeing Anitha's possessive behavior made her spirit grow. He felt Anitha was so eager to rule over him.

"Excuse me, ma'am," we'd like to check on you." The nurse greeting from the beginning made Anitha uncomfortable.

"Yes, just check it out. Does hugging my baby's father bother you?" anitha asked without any friendly attitude. She hugged her husband.

"Ehemm, no ma'am," replied his friend.

"Yes, just check it out.Hopefully we can go home soon. So my beloved husband is not glimpsed by many people." Anitha seemed to be insinuating.

Hugging her husband's arm, the nurse completed her task and resigned.

"Are you pregnant, baby?" ask Mr. Nan. He was very clear his wife mentioned the 'baby branch'.

"No."

"What did Dinda mean?" mr. Nan looked at his wife who was still clinging tightly like a leech to her host.

"So she doesn't bother mine!" anitha said firmly. A aura of jealousy returned.

"Why are you being weird, son?" asked his mother, that question also wanted Mr. Nan to ask. But it was impossible to feel, he could feel that he would misunderstand Anitha. For him the nature of Anitha now very much he needed to treat his weak heart.

Anitha's mother had indeed never left them, nor did master Nan's mother. Only master Nan's father went back and forth due to the affairs of master Nan's company.

"What a bitch is Mom?" Anitha did not feel that there was anything wrong with her. Now he broke away and took the breakfast provided by the hospital. Anitha sat down sweetly and fed her husband breakfast.

"Yes son, you are jealous. Not as you usually do." Mr. Nan's mother chimed in. Seen his mother nodding. Anitha saw her husband asking for her husband's opinion. Her husband smiled warmly again.

"What time is Mom? Ma?"

"So maybe it's just our feelings." Her mother's elak is delicate.

But their feelings are increasingly evident, Anitha is always getting more possessive if there is a nurse coming in. Whether it was pretty or ordinary, she always showed her possession.

Not only their mothers see clearly. The fathers of master Nan and Jeffy also looked and felt astonishment. Anitha was like a little girl whose ego, maintaining hers. Even so he was very painstakingly caring for and taking care of Mr. Nan. Making the mother of master Nan very grateful, amidst the disaster befall his son and the paralysis of his son, Anitha still loves her son even more.

A week in the inpatient room, the doctors let them go home. Mr. Nan is going outpatient and doing therapy to recover his legs.

Anitha could feel relieved breathing. In her silence and possessiveness, she is so restless that every nurse enters periodically to control her husband's health. Her little heart always didn't take it if the nurses touched her husband's skin.

At home and in their rooms ..11pm when they get home from the hospital.

Anitha sat spoiled beside master Nan. Her hands hugged the waist of her husband who was sitting leaning on the head of the bed.

"It feels like the new dinda can breathe a sigh of relief," he said slowly.

"Can you?" ask Mr. Nan.

"could. Dinda suffered terribly from every touch of kanda's skin the same nurse who adored Kanda's good looks." Anitha sulked like a child.

Mr. Nan was very anxious and wanted to be broken. Therapy he does not want to do, Mr. Nan is afraid his wife misunderstood and more sulking.

"What they want to worship dear, now you're just a paralyzed man. Who would want to be with a crippled man other than this beloved wife." Anitha smiled.

He said, "Ohh so if Kanda doesn't get paralyzed with them?" If he was smiling now he would even be pouting.

"Credibly Kanda? Kanda wouldn't be tempted by a young, pretty girl out there?"

"No dear. Until death only Dinda in kanda's heart. Believe this.

"Thank you Kanda" he said. Tears flowed in his eye sashes, falling down his white cheeks that were still a little pale.

"Why crying?"

"Don't know Kanda. It feels just moved. This heart just wants to cry." Anitha was honest with her husband.

Mr. Nan grabbed Anitha. Hugging tightly and pecking at the crown. He said, "You are also again astonished by your far sensitive demeanor dear. Not like you used to be. But whatever believe me in kanda, we will remain together and only death will separate."

Anitha nodded and her tears returned to accompany her. Mr. Nan who felt his chest wet, raised Anitha's head with one hand. He wiped his wife's tears. He kissed his wife's lips gently. The longer the deeper, poured all the longing and showed how much he loved his wife.

Anitha could feel her husband's love from the passion that Sir Nan channeled in her deep kiss, Anitha felt safe. Anitha also felt that there was something different in her. Ever since her mother said she was weird, she started to dive into her own heart. He could feel he would rather be carried away now.

Mr. Nan still did not let go of the kiss, there was no hot passion other than the sense of showing each other's feelings and reassuring each other that whatever the circumstances of the two of them, they could accept each other's shortcomings.

"Hmmm, Kanda is already. Dinda could suffocate from a lack of oxygen" he said funny. Making mister Nan laugh. For master Nan his life full of seriousness changed because of the woman whose age was almost 14 years below him.

"Eat him do not cry anymore, if crying means Dinda asked kanda a long kiss," said Mr. Nan follow funny.

"Uhhh reason alone, Kanda does like to take chances on opportunities."

"Not in a narrowing?"

"No, Dinda didn't feel any narrowness with Kanda. There are only opportunities, opportunities and opportunities." Mr. Nan has taken his wife back.

"Dinda ..." call Mr. Nan seriously.

"Hem." Anitha broke away and sat face to face with mister Nan.

"Do you want Kanda omongi?"

"What?" anitha asked attentively.

"If you can't walk normally, does Dinda still love you?"

"No!" anitha said firmly making mister Nan inwardly.

"Not wrong again dinda. Whatever it is, as long as Kanda's attitude does not change, dinda will still anchor this heart and life to devote to Kanda." Anitha then thrust into the arms of Mr. Nan.

Anitha returned with her promise to put her two hands to the two sides of her husband's waist. He leaned his head against the sturdy chest of master Nan.

Mr. Nan welcomed his wife's embrace and hugged her tightly. "If anything Dinda doesn't like to say. If anything just keeps up. Don't make conflict because we lack or even no communication."

"Yes Kanda. It's not in the nature of holding your heart and then making a conflict because it harbors a sense."

"Good, kanda likes it that way. Because sometimes we men are insensitive to your body language women. Verbal language is easier to digest."

"Ready Sir. I will serve you with verbal language. Let's go bathe Kanda, take off the nurse's hand. After that we have lunch. You want to eat under or here."

"Eating downstairs?" asked mister Nan teasingly.

"Don't be weird thinking sir. You're not healthy right." Anitha deliberately used the word master. She longs at a time when her husband still likes to cover her heart, so the attitude and she said often not synchronized.

"Hahaha, kanda also longs for the time when dinda calls that."

"I miss you, too, though I'm heartbroken you call a doll woman."

"Let's love Once in a while we're back in those days," asked the silly mister Nan and the more ridiculous his consented wife.

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