Wife 100 Days
Chapter.39 Do not GR
"Why do you treat me like this mas" said Nayla with quivering lips holding tightness in her chest.
"Why!!!" peekit Nayla's.
Keenan was stunned to hear Nayla's grim screams.
"Honorary Mr. Keenan Dirgantara, why are you silent huh.."
"Where's your curse, where's your usual rant you used to say to me huh! I want to hear it now" cried Nayla with a sobbing.
"I've been quiet all this time when you treat me as you please, but this time I won't stay silent when you harass me. You are right my husband, in religion and country you deserve me but that's all if you also treat me like a wife like any other couple and don't you yourself say you won't touch me right? you like licking your own spit mas," said Nayla poured out all the uneckos that were in her heart.
"I'm tired mas, hiks .. hiks.." Nayla's cry broke and suddenly her body staggered to the floor.
Luckily Keenan caught Nayla's body, so Nayla didn't fall to the floor.
"Nay .... Nayla. wake up Nay.." said Keenan trying to wake Nayla by patting her cheek.
"He fainted" said Keenan.
Keenan carries Nayla's body and takes her to Nayla's room. He placed Nayla's body on a thin mattress in the room. Keenan was puzzled to see Nayla's wet clothes. If left alone later Nayla will be more sick, but if not left how to replace it while in the apartment there are only two of them.
"How is it, am I the one who should change her clothes," muttered Keenan staring at Nayla's body.
"There's no other choice, she's my wife and we're legally married in religion and country so it doesn't matter if I change her clothes" Keenan said.
Keenan immediately looked for clothes that were easy to wear to Nayla while in an unconscious state in Nayla's small closet in the room.
Keenan tried hard not to look at Nayla's body while taking off Nayla's clothes one by one. Her hands shook when she touched a sensitive part of Nayla's body.
"Shitt ... under these circumstances why can you be on sech," said Nayla. Because his juniors cannot be compromised if they have come into contact with Nayla.
Finally, with a long struggle, Keenan also changed Nayla clothes.
He took a small towel that was in the closet then he wiped Nayla's wet face and hair. His gaze immediately focused on Nayla's lips which were slightly swollen and red due to her bite and the kissmark she created earlier on Nayla's right neck. There was a sense of guilt in Keenan's heart for not being able to control himself.
" I'm sorry Nay, somehow I always can't control myself when I'm dealing with you" Keenan muttered gently through Nayla's lips.
"I promise Nay, I will try to change my rude attitude towards you, right you said I was like licking my own tongue. My spoken words won't touch you, but my body wants to always touch you. My heart always ripples when I look at your face Nay, there is a warm feeling flowing in my heart. And that feeling only comes with you, with my beloved Michel I don't feel it. Even this body has no response at all to touch it, different when with you Nay," said Keenan poured out all his heart.
Even though he knew the person he was talking to was still in a fainting state. After finishing pouring out his heart, Keenan looked for wind oil then he stuck it into Nayla's nose hoping she would wake up soon. And right after Nayla inhaled the wind oil, a slow whimper was heard from Nayla.
"Eeenghh.." - Nayla tried to open her eyes.
He blinked his eyes, as he felt glare with the light of the lamp. He moved his eyes around the room. Apparently she was in her room, she was thinking who had brought her to the room because Nayla saw no one in the room. Nayla felt something was different with her body now she did not feel the cold anymore, and she felt warm now.
Nayla slowly opens her blanket and....
Keenan who heard Nayla's cry immediately ran towards Nayla's room. He opened Nayla's door loudly in panic hearing Nayla's screams.
"What's up, Nay? is anyone sick?" keenan asked frantically looking at Nayla who looked shocked while holding her blanket firmly.
Nayla squinted her eyes at Keenan.
"Don't tell me you're the one who replaced my clothes, '" asked Nayla with a sharp look.
"What's the cirain" Keenan replied casually.
Nayla pleaded to hear Keenan's reply. Nayla had just wanted to make her protest, but Keenan had interrupted.
"I changed your clothes, why don't you take it" Keenan said flatly.
"What !!" peekkik Nayla again.
"Whispering.no need GR, I didn't see or touch anything in your body that, besides we are also married so no problem is not it," Keenan said.
Nayla stared intently at Keenan, she pursed her lips in annoyance with Keenan's actions.
"Do not glare like that, look at your eyeballs already want to come out, how are you now," said Keenan by sticking his palm on Nayla's forehead.
Quickly Nayla brushed off Keenan's hand and turned her face away, she was really very upset with Keenan.
"Do not care" said Nayla.
"You want something Nay.." snapped Keenan.
Instantly the atmosphere became silent, they were busy with their respective thoughts. Keenan finally opened the conversation.
"I'm sorry Nay.." said Keenan.
"I've always been rude to you, from now on I'll try to be nice to you, and not rude anymore. But sorry, I haven't been able to carry out my role as a husband. You know, the marriage we live in is different from marriage in general. There's no love in this marriage, and I love my lover so much you know that." Keenan explained.
"And for what I did, I'm sorry, Nay, I'm sorry.." regretted Keenan lowered his head.
Nayla breathed out rough, there was a sense of tightness in her heart hearing the utterance from Keenan. He was silent, his lips felt faint to respond to Keenan's words.
"Drink this warm tea," Keenan placed a cup of tea on the small table in Nayla's room and passed out.
Nayla stared at her husband's nilar back, she wiped away her tears again - again already dripping down her cheeks. He stretched back his body and looked at the sky - the sky of the room. Every now and then Nayla sighed to reduce the tightness in her heart.
"Huh...."
