Wife On Paper

Chapter 141 The Tragedy of Dorayaki

"SISTER...?"

"It's me, have you really forgotten me this year?" said a man who looked like Akio.

Ara blinked, somehow seeing the man who once inhabited a small part of her heart even though only as an older brother in such conditions made her eyes wet. What the hell happened to him? Adrian's wife's tongue was felt even to answer his greeting.

"Hey, don't joke around" said Adrian, who wasn't funny at all. He left his wife to approach Akio in a wheelchair.

"I'm not kidding, brother. You have to be good to me from now on, because I'm willing to call you Big Brother," Akio's claw unfortunately even made everyone there look at him nanar.

Looking at his current state alone, it really made them shocked. A handsome man with a well-built body, filled cheeks, with a middle-sided hair model suddenly sat in a wheelchair with all his weaknesses. And what was seen was not seen in him now.

Adrian looked down, like whatever their relationship was up and down, Akio was still his cousin's sister.

"Let's go quickly to the dining table, you guys this is why the wear came late. Everything there is waiting for you to spend" said Adrian breaking the silence. The man immediately positioned himself behind Akio, about to push the wheelchair carrying his cousin.

"No need," Akio broke Adrian's hand. "That's his job. Let him be," pointed Akio at Hiro who was standing not far from him. Doctor Harada's son was upset with his upperclassman.

Walking ahead there is Akio who is driven by Hiro, side by side with Adrian. Ara waited until Aimi arrived in front of her to accompany Akio's mother who had previously been seen holding a clear circle that collected in the hollow of her eyes. While walking the Japanese woman pretended to do her hair, but she was wiping away tears before falling and getting caught.

"Tante," Ara hugged Aimi who finally couldn't hold back her sobs. The Japanese woman was stunned without a sound in the close embrace of Ara. "Strong aunt yes, great aunt mama. Stand next to Brother" said Ara as she gently rubbed Aimi's trembling back.

"I'm sorry Akio. Auntie actually banned it. But he really wanted to meet you," Aimi said.

"It's okay. Let's sit there Tan," Ara invited Aimi into the living room. Calms Akio's mother whose face is already soaked by tears.

"Sister..what pain, Tan? It seems like his condition has really changed drastically," asked Ara carefully. He did not release his hand on Aimi.

"Cancer. Lymph nodes, son. It's the final stage, "researching his memory of his days accompanying Akio's treatment, where he only found out when the cancer had spread everywhere.

Finally, Aimi told me everything. Akio's initial illness that always hid the pain and even the treatment, until finally the cancer was very severe.

Where every hour just by remembering the woman in front of him , his son could rise through the difficult days. Aimi also said that Akio should forget about it. But can't, Akio's feelings deepened in his cousin's sister's wife.

"I don't know how Auntie should be," Ara said with a confused feeling.

"Not doing anything, son. Just pray for Kio. Adrian loves you so much, I don't want any trouble between you guys" Aimi seemed to catch her breath. Divorce a mother's selfish feelings for her own child's happiness. Of course there would be a feeling of disappointment if he forced.

"But, Tan. Poor sister. I will take care of him, nothing more. I'll try to talk to Mas Adrian later,"

"Don't be forced if you can't, honey. It's gonna trouble you, for sure,"

"No Tan. I love Akio like my brother. So don't worry anymore. Let's catch up with them, they'll be waiting." take Ara. "And delete this first. Lest they see her, "Ara helps Aimi remove the tear from her husband's cheek. Then cover it with a thin make-up, so it does not look damp. Afterwards Ara took Aimi to the dining table.

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"Where are those women? Even our food is halfway through, and they haven't been seen yet" Adrian joked amid their chatter about Japan.

"Maybe they're confiding. Isn't it like that when we meet, too" said Hiro casually.

"We? Even you only met Adrian this once. But you're like a real estate salesman who's just presenting. I'm just tired of hearing it," Akio mocked his underclassman. And Hiro just stuck his tongue out at Akio.

"You also just called me brother. It's changed again" cynical Adrian.

"Ha ha ha. You're so sensitive. I'm not used to it yet. So understand it," said Akio who put a piece of Dorayaki cake into his mouth. "Hemm, good," he continued, inserting another piece.

"Who's this weird cake made?" Adrian who followed Akio cut dorayaki frowning in wonder. "Bi.. come here for a second," call the host.

"Yes, Sir,"

"This?"

"Oh.it's a cake made by Madam. He was a fan of doraemon as a child and wanted to make it. because he wanted to experiment with the color of rainbow, so it was, like that, sir," aunt Yulia to smother her mouth holding a laugh. The master did not know that his wife was already outside.

"Is there something strange about my cake?" said Ara who suddenly appeared by holding Aimi.

Adrian's eyes are breaking, lest his wife hear his words earlier.

"Enak Ra" Akio said. Even on the plate only remains of the doraemon cake.

"I haven't tried it, brother. But by the way the ramen is delicious," Hiro said not just a figment. The Japanese man who speaks fluent Indonesian even sips ramen sauce until it is not venomous.

"Aa.. emmm. this is so good, dear," said Adrian staring in horror at the face of the wife who glanced at him. He forced a spoon containing small pieces of dorayaki to enter his mouth. "Hmmm... Really good apparently, even though the color...?" adrian's tongue felt the same way as Akio as he chewed on the soft, wet cake. But he did not mention the color.

"Why is it color, Mum?" asked Ara who brought her face closer to her husband.

"Rainbow he he he," replied the original Adrian. The color is not rainbow at all. The man grinned as he pulled the waist of the wife who refused to get closer to him.

"Sorry, Honey. But this is not rainbow. This orange is not chocolate either. I don't know if I'm confused about the color" Adrian scratched his non-itchy nape. Confused to find the best words so that the wife does not despair with the correction.

"I'm wrong to mix the colors, Mas," the woman pinched her lips. "It shouldn't be the technique" Ara realized that her dorayaki wasn't attractive at all.

"It's okay. What matters is that it tastes good," Cup! adrian's kiss on the chewy white cheek was witnessed by all who were there. Even after, Adrian rubbed his darling on the kiss marks with his thumb. The man awkwardly showed his love in front of everyone.

Without anyone knowing, there is a heart that feels pain in the corner there. Again, and again, even he had to witness the love story he wanted not to side with him.

In his bland smile that was also happy, Aimi also realized the success of Akio's mimic that his son was forced to cover. He felt more pain because he could not do anything for his son. He always reminded himself that he should not be a selfish person.

"Be careful, dear," Ara almost fell down when she did not tread perfectly on the floor. Fortunately, he was still standing near the husband who swiftly caught him. "illness?" Ara nodded.

"I stayed a while, yeah. Let me treat my wife's feet first. You eat, enjoy the meal," Adrian said. The mood suddenly became quiet.

"Bi, give me another dorayaki,"