Companion To Paris
Wake up

It was a bit surprising to see this girl's portion of food. Biema to the point of opening the eyes of disbelief.

"You are surprised ... I ate a lot today?" tanya Paris realized that her husband was stunned to see the contents of the food on his plate almost full.

"Emm .. no," Biema replied to make Paris comfortable.

"Say yes. I know from both eyes you speak so" said Paris could not be lied to.

"Yes. I'm so surprised." Biema. Hearing this Paris chuckles.

"You look healthy" Paris said, touching Biema's forehead. This man acted as if he was not in a fever. But this man's body is still hot. "It just pretends to be healthy. Let's take some medicine." Paris prepared the medicine that her husband would take.

"Aren't you eating?" ask Biema who seems to prefer to take care of his wife's meal than her feverish self. "Hatshii!!" Biema started sneezing. Paris' hand immediately pulled the tissue and thrust at Biema. The man wiped his watery nose.

"It has. No need to take care of me eating. You take your medicine and go to sleep again." Paris handed over the drugs Biema had to take. Then this man took it and immediately took a sip of water to push the pills in. Help him and kiss Biema's forehead. "Sleep baby ..."

After Biema closed her eyes. Paris executes a large portion of food on a plate. Not only Biema, this girl herself was shocked by her appetite.

"Hmm .. The taste of mother-in-law's cooking is delicious. So maybe this is why I want to eat a lot." Paris chewed the food on her plate voraciously.

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Biema's body was still coiled behind the blanket despite the scorching sun already highlighting her bedroom. A moment after being able to open his eyes, he looked around in a flash. That's when he saw the frame on display on the wall. Portraits of her smiling self in front of the company building are plastered there. It was the first time he came to the company as a worker.

Why is the photo in the room ... His eyes narrowed when he looked at the ceiling of the room, the walls and the furniture. He felt like he was in someone else's room. O. .. This is my room at my mother's house. He realized that he was still in his family home. Realizing that Paris was not on the side and not even waiting for her to wake up, Biema's hand uncovered the thick blanket and stood up.

"Nhhh ..." The stiffening in his body made him a little in pain. Sleeping all day turned out to make his body that was used to being active actually hurt. Just wash your face and brush your teeth, Biema went downstairs looking for her lover. He wants to meet Paris soon. Although not fully conscious, Biema was aware that his wife had been keeping him shivering all night.

"You're healthy, baby ..." Mom came out the kitchen door. Get close, and will check his son's forehead. But a firm question immediately stopped him.

"Where's Paris?" tanya Biema did not care about her mother's words that were so attentive.

"There's." Mom's hand touched.

"Where, Ma?" tanya Biema. This man growled a little when he asked. Mama blinked. His son had not seen his wife for a long time.

"In ... kitchen," pointed mama Biema slow as her stunned son tensed up while asking about his wife. Without speaking again, Biema immediately darted towards the kitchen. His feet moved quickly. Mama's eyeballs blinked at her son's panic when he just woke up. He looked astonishedly as his fixed back turned his back.

Biema's feet quickly, arriving in the kitchen. He saw Paris being together with the servant's aunt. Talking about something Biema couldn't hear because their voices weren't too loud. Their hands were also busy with vegetables.

Bibik widened his eyes and nodded as Biema appeared behind. Make Paris pause his sentence and look back. Lips smile. He put the vegetables in his hand and stepped forward. Without speaking Biema immediately hugged his wife. This surprised Paris.

"I'm looking for you .." lamented Biema more tightly hugging Paris' body.

"This has been met. So let go first. Don't hug for long. There is still a aunt here" Paris continued in a whisper.

"Bibik understands," denied Biema. Paris lost. She finally let her husband embrace her more satisfied. Paris's embarrassment grew when her mother-in-law also appeared in the kitchen. Biema's hug isn't even over.

"Oh, the baby is so spoiled yes Paris ...," mama scolded as she raised her eyebrows pointing to her son clinging to his wife. His smile showed that his son was acting funny. Paris smiled awkwardly again. At the moment when mom's voice sounded this, Biema took off her embrace. He rubbed his wife's head and looked at her.

"Why is Paris here, Mama?" ask Biema. "He's so tired from last night waking up to take care of me." Paris surprised. Biema's tone was heard blaming the mother-in-law. This man is protesting.

"Eeehhh .. don't ask your mom like that. I'm not here to be told by my mom. I was just trying to do something in the kitchen" Paris said, preventing the man from protesting. Mama just smiled. While approaching the aunt, he let his son misread the situation that was now happening.

"really?" tanya Biema did not believe it.

"Of course" said Paris. Biema's eyeballs looked at the kitchen table with fresh vegetables.

"So what are you doing?" ask Biema.

"I think I should ask. Why are you here when you're sick." Paris asked. Biema.

"I miss you" Biema replied innocently. Paris was surprised. If Biema had said it when they were in an apartment that contained only the two of them, maybe Paris was not awkward. But because there were two people who began to whisper and smile amusedly at Biema's romance, Paris slightly flushed in embarrassment.

"Ehem." Paris cleared her throat neutralizing the shame on her in-laws and aides. "We just met." Paris widened her eye bead. "You're sick and you have to stay in the room."

"I don't know. I just thought I'd like to see you soon because I miss you" Biema said, not caring. It's getting adorable.

"You go with me, Biema. Your baby wants to be with his mother, yes" ledek mama makes Paris smile awkwardly. Biema did not change her face even though she had mocked her. Paris took off the apron. Then guide this man's back to get away from the kitchen.

"I'm hungry" Biema said. His head looked back. Look at Paris who is pushing her body.

"You go back to bed in the room, I'll get you some food."

"No. Just here. I'm tired of being in my room all day" complained Biema. He held Paris' hand and placed it on his forehead. "My body is no longer hot. So let me be outside the room" Biema pinta. Paris touched this man's forehead. Yep. Her body temperature is normal.

"OKAY. Sit here." Paris removed his hand from Biema's grasp.