AMONG THE 3A
CHAPTER 78. SUGGESTIONS

The two men who boarded the Black Camry finally arrived at Mahendra's residence at exactly one in the morning.

Amir rushed straight into his room when the apartment unit's door opened. Open the door slowly so that the beautiful figure who is sleeping on the bed is not awake.

He hastened to change clothes, ablution and then perform the delayed Islamic prayer.

"Mass?" Aruni turned towards the source of the faint sound in his room as Amir rode up onto the bed following him.

"Sleep again" he hugged, kissing his wife's closed cheek.

"Just finished?" she mumbled in her husband's arms.

"God willing, help me dear," he kissed on the head of Aruni.

"In god,"

"Syukron Qiyya, has been very patient to face me," increasingly tightened the hug to smell the body of his wife.

"Mas has been very trying, thank you baby,"

"Don't leave me," she slowly closed her heavy eyelids.

"I don't promise, love you baby, I enjoy every sweet moment with you," Aruni replied no less quietly back into the dream realm.

Because the body was very tired he felt, as if only a moment of closed neutrality, Aruni disturbed his sleep. The faint movements of his uncomfortable wife forced Amir's eyes to squint slightly.

"Dek, why? does anything hurt?"

Silent.

"Qiyya?"

"Darling, you have a fever? " his hand was sticking to Aruni's forehead, the high temperature he felt successfully making his eyes perfectly patterned.

"Mas, cold." Returning to close her body, pulled Amir to hug her.

"It's so hot, I'll take your medicine for a while .. sorry, Dek, I'm so late,"

Amir got down from his bed, opened Aruni's handbag containing his medicines.

Grabbing a water jug on a nightstand and pouring drinking water into a glass and taking it to a woman who still whines cold despite the body temperature shows otherwise, worry was clearly imprinted on Amir's tired face in the dim light of the room.

"Mas, it's cold" she complained.

"Wake up first Qiyya, drink yes," he hugged the limp body so that he could sit leaning on the head of the bed, thrusting the medicine so that Aruni's mouth swallowed it.

"I prepare the compress first," Amir again laid the body that gradually filled back to its original position.

He opened the door, rushed to the kitchen to boil water. But when he reached the kitchen door, he was surprised by a woman wearing an all-black nightgown with her hair draped sitting on the dining table behind him, in the dark.

"Astaghfirullahal'azim!" Amir surprised.

"Allahu akbar," jump Naya no less surprised.

"Ish Kak, ngagetin aja tuh ah, my food fell," the protest did not accept.

"Part of you at this hour eat alone wearing clothes so anyway .. hair draped, haduh," said Amir no less upset.

"Ga himself, said Abang to sleep," he pointed with his chin at the sleeping figure propping up his head on both hands folded on the table, in front of him.

"Partially why not turn on the lights anyway .. kesian very Mas Panji, bini modelan what are you Nduk?" while preparing the water in an electric kettle, then pressing the on button.

"Yeeeee, I wear this seksooyy shirt can rampage him if the lights are on... his son wants to eat at this time and dark, who told me to overtimein just,"

"Mouth if you say, my goodness" Amir poured boiling water, mixing it with cold water into the tray.

"What does water boil? mandatory shower? blistering ain't it?" his bracelet.

"Fever? was it okay ko Kak, already taking medicine? "

"Already," Amir passed carrying a tray of warm water that he had prepared to compress Aruni.

When he opened the room door, Aruni could not be seen in the bed. His eyes fluttered throughout the room but the sound from the bathroom shifted his steps towards there.

"You catch a cold, Dek." Massaging the nape of Aruni who was lowered in the sink took out all of his entrails.

"I ate ko earlier Mas, nambah instead, ask aja Naya," between the intense nausea that whack.

"You're still hot this one too." Wet a small towel with warm water and then put it on the nape of the neck.

"Not finished the vomit?" Amir took the rubbing medicine on the side table of Aruni's handbag.

"That's so good ... juice can't be good?" tanyanya looked at Amir through the reflection of the mirror.

"Jam this way, baby? wasn't wrong? your stomach will get bloated later, "her hand slips behind Aruni's nightgown, applying eucalyptus oil.

A gush of disappointed faces emanated in front of the glass. Amir just smiled shaking his head.

"Yes I made, use the existing fruit yaa... gih laying again, still while compressed," he invited back to bed, trying to divert his wife's strange desire by massaging Aruni's legs. Amir doesn't want to make what he wants.

"Mas, come on," he whined again.

"Come, why? you want a deck again? " godnya.

"Diiiiihhhhh, juice is not anu, "I thought that she responded to Amir's laughter as she rose to the door of her room back to the kitchen to make Aruni Juice.

He still saw his sister sitting at the table eating with many boxes of food that had been swallowed.

"Innalallahi, this much and you're not full yet, Nduk?"

"Ga will be full Kak, so every day I deliver a trolley of food for him but his stomach is a distended doank .. a kind of hungry busung possible," Mahen said as long as his eyes were closed.

Amir laughed as he picked up the fruit from the refrigerator in response to his sister-in-law's original answer. The people who complained were still chewing food.

"Look, I won't let you look at him later" he whispered, still heard by Amir.

Naya's statement made the tired body that fell asleep on the table was suddenly awakened. If in sane mode only his wife can be very scary if her will is not followed, especially in swing mode like this.

"Amaz, that's me joking with Amir's sister, Naya" he replied riled up while Amir just laughed while holding a squeeze of fruit from the juicer into a glass.

"Sister, very satisfied yes ngetawain .. make juice morning blind for whom?"

"Qiyya had a fever and was vomiting, she wanted juice,"

"Hamidun times ah, the time of forgetting has no nebar gecek mengeceknya grow what ga," asloh Naya still with mouth chewed food.

Deghs. Could it? Amir only smiled faintly imagining if it was true.

It seems that he did have to ask Aruni when the last time menstruation, if while still in China, fix them must ensure the condition of the prospective mother to the obgyn doctor.

"Darling, juicing," Amir heard no sound.

"Oh my goodness, sleep? ... Deck, Qiyya, honey, want to drink ga juice?" she's been honoring all the affectionate calls for her. Teasing his sleep with a lot of wet kisses all over the face to the shoulders are open but still the body is not budging.

"You who sleep, I who wake up, he also wakes up, ck ... Qiyya, honey, how is this responsibility?" while putting the juice on the table then his body rushes up the basket again, pulling the blanket still with the effort to get Aruni to wake up taming something that began to misbehave down there.

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