An Overdose of Love
N2=My Missing Wife>> I Keep Him
The bright sun had greeted my deep sleep, who was sleeping waiting for Ana on the long sofa of the VIP room. Although it drains a thick bag, for me it does not matter for the good of the wife.
"Again, Mas!" greet Ana, who woke up first.
"By the morning, too, sayank!" flip my broom.
"You've been up a long time?" many approached.
He who is weak I must approach him. His hands are friendly. The situation is getting a lot of development to be good.
"Just now, Mom."
"Shortly, yeah! There's something I want to do, "I want to excuse myself to go to the bathroom.
Waking up is still dirty. It's uncomfortable if the water hasn't touched my skin in the morning.
"Yes, Mum."
After brushing your teeth and washing your face, you now go to the hospital cafeteria, looking for some food and coffee.
What you want has been obtained. Straight back to Ana's room being treated.
"Cock buy, Mas?" ask Ana.
"No pa-pa, maybe the food from the hospital must have been a little afternoon giving it. So before you go hungry I buy it first" I explained.
"Ooh."
A few neat rice packs in a black crackle bag I put directly on the nightstand. Open from the oil paper and put it on the plate. Bribed himself. Even though his hands are fine, I still want to be able to feed, because the situation is still not stable from weakness. To keep the mouth open is easy to imitate gaping a'a.
"Where are you, Mom?" he asked when I was busy stuffing my own skinned food.
"What?" askaku.
"Well, Mas Adit forgot, anyway? Promise you who want to visit Salwa," he reminded.
"Ooh that."
"Well, I just remembered. Can't you?"
"Yes, why? You seem very excited to see him soon. Your body is still weak" I said in a gentle tone.
"I'm impatient now, and I want to see it quickly. Fearful of being taken home by Salwa, "reply answered.
"Your wounds have not healed completely, already want to play with other people. Let's get that we'll definitely be there. If you do not meet the hospital 'can be at home," my response while feeding the food I bought earlier.
"There's a wheelchair, so what's to worry about? If the house is different, and a little trauma there. So it can be 'yes, yes .. yes," he insisted..
Rough breathing slowly.
"Yes aampuun, very determined to meet Salwa," ketus spoke while mentoel his nose.
"What's the matter, Mom? It seems that Mas Adit does not like, whether there are still seeds of love in your heart," his god said accompanied by a thin smile.
"Dad, what the hell! Where there is such a kayak. You know it yourself from my attitude, who loves you only," grumbled unhappily.
"But it's actually true, isn't it?" he said tease again.
"I am now immune to jealousy" he said, feeling arrogant.
"Ciih, really?" manya curious.
"Then, can I add a wife? grimacing my mouth turned to stain.
"Well .. wow. If that is not possible, there should be just one. Having a wife looks a hassle let alone two. One is not finished, want to add two that will make it difficult," he replied that it looks a little cobbled.
"Well, why can't you? I'm rich, handsome, cool. The problem of adding a wife is easy," I added to him again.
"Cck ... ckkkk, already. So ngalor sniffed the conversation."
Decak is not happy. Lips are pursed. Successfully turning around made him upset. In my heart I can only smile.
"Why? There's starting to be a jealous smell 'is it?" I said the one who started to put face to his face.
Now I look at the goal of his face, to find the answer to what he said just now.
"Don't, who's jealous! Just a sprain of Adit's words, which are far from connected about Salwa," he was looking for an excuse.
"The name of kelas means jealousy, dear! Cuuup," The land of lightning kisses I gave on his lips.
His hand immediately closed the part of the friendly kukecup.
"Aah Mas Adit, not ashamed of what? Play kiss carelessly, if anyone sees it how? it was like being scared because of me.
"Why be ashamed of your own wife! Just a few times," I said.
"Yes .. yeah, I'm jealous. Satisfied?" he said by scooping food.
Too focused on talking, to forget the work that wants to make Ana's stomach full.
"Hehehehe, you are indeed the most handsome wife," I said with a friendly pinch on her right left cheek.
"Aaaa, it hurts mas!" Manjanya estuary.
"Hoh, uluuh .. uluuuuh, sorry!" I said stroked his cheek.
"So strong, anyway."
"Eeh, really what I said earlier, can I add another wife," I teased him again.
"Mas Adit," he was strong with his eyes round.
"Hahahahah, that's so funny that expression on your face. Don't forcefully open your eyes, you may be dislodged later," my laughter satisfied to see his face.
Pluk, a spoonful of rice suddenly entered my mouth.
"Eat a lot, baby. Let that be a mature mind" he said furiously, who continued to stuff rice into my mouth.
"Cm .. mmm. Not much, baby. Can't sit well!" My voice was stifled for Ana to stop her actions.
"Heehhhh, let. Must full. Don't keep ngoceg, ok!" sigh Ana by putting her hands to the chest, like being upset.
His face turned sullen. After chewing and swallowing the food quickly, I now try to apologize for my condition, which may have been a little too late.
Although for us it is only a joke, but as a wife who is very loving may be very distasteful. Next time no more talking about it. Must keep his heart stable so as not to be hurt again, remembering this self always does wrong to hurt.