Forced to Marry Om Om
73. Makoto's home

In Fukuoka, Makoto had finished tidying his clothes into a large suitcase. It's time to go home after a few months of busy work.

Makoto misses his beloved wife.

"Let's go home soon. Aoi must be waiting for us there."

Karin, who was eating a sandwich while sitting down, nodded in agreement. In a hurry to eat, Karin finally chokes and Amschel thrusts the mineral water that was taken at the table.

"You eat slowly I'm the same Makoto must wait for you really," said Amschel put the mineral water back to the table after being gulped out by Karin.

"No way," Karin shook her head. "I miss Aoi. Why aren't you being invited?"

"If Aoi is invited, who will take care of her? If it's safe there is also a bodyguard from Makoto Idah, "Amschel only wants the best for Aoi.

Karin breathed. "Let's go, we'll miss the plane" Karin can't wait to see her first grandchild.

"About beautiful like Aoi ma's son. I was curious ma. If only I were -"

"Let's go, if it's still ngabbling I keep living here want to?"

Karin who was already on the doorstep was staring at her husband, if this catapult until when can meet Aoi in the hospital.

Amschel smiled clumsyly. "Yes ma, sorry."

***

Haruka sighed, it was useless to go to the hospital and would find Aoi was banned with the pretentious bodyguards. Even though Fumie has begged and bribed fresh mint candy and money if it can melt.

"Sorry, you're not gang-minded. Don't go in just like that. Miss Aoi needs enough rest," Ryou restrains Fumie who is trying to break through the door, lucky that the girl's body is small and Ryou is a little big enough to cover the road.

"I am his best friend. Have you forgotten me? We were stuck with Aoi in the old hut back then," Fumie wouldn't give up so easily as long as she and Haruka made it in.

Ryou frowned, really?

"Still remember. Sorry to have blocked his path. Please go inside," Ryou stepped aside allowing Fumie and Haruka to visit Aoi.

Fumie sat down to eat the fruits that were still intact on the table. Good for healthy snacks and diet.

While Haruka chatted with Aoi who was already conscious.

"I feel sorry for you Aoi. When you give birth again, not your husband Makoto sir is here but still busy with his own business."

"Haruka, I will definitely go home. You don't have to worry, he will definitely accompany me again. Because Makoto had pledged her sacred marriage vows would always be together until death separated, "Aoi just smiled blandly. True what Haruka said, Makoto should be present to accompany him.

"Ehm, the oranges are delicious. Can I just finish everything? You don't eat these fruits, do you?" Fumie cleared her throat, breaking the awkward atmosphere that began to engulf between Haruka and Aoi.

"May, you eat. I have no appetite anymore" Aoi just wished Makoto had fed her the way she used to.

"Yes! Thanks Aoi is so nice and beautiful. If I don't eat oranges, I can have canker sores. I'm usually myself-"

"His eyes if you eat in a hurry, so bite his tongue," said Haruka lazy, if the matter of eating Fumie would be greedy to spend it.

"Hehe, I'm another Haru laper."

The door opened, featuring Makoto, Karin and Amschel who had just arrived and went straight to the hospital according to the location given by Ryou.

"I'm sorry, huh?" Makoto felt guilty. "I can't accompany you. I also want to go home but-"

"It's okay, man. You go home now and you're in front of me already so happy," Aoi couldn't hide her happy smile. Finally, the longing that is held back because of the distance and the place treated is not getting away and then leaving because it is not appropriate to juxtapose yourself, so vent.

"I want to talk to Aoi. All of you go out, "Makoto wants to spend the whole day with his wife who gave birth to him.

"Well while I still miss Aoi," Karin sighed, but Makoto's request must also be important as well as letting go of longing.

"Nothing ma, we're looking for food just like Haruka and Fumie. Wanna?"

"You are so sorry"

"No need to, we want to go home just want to do college work," Haruka pulled Fumie's hand immediately left the hospital. Indeed, when it comes to eating Fumie will want to.

When he was on his way home by taxi, Fumie murmured and protested to Haruka who wasted the offer of a meal with Amschel.

"Lumayan loh Haru can eat a lot. We must have paid for it" his stomach rang after that, he was really hungry and wanted to eat.

"Fumie," Haruka turned to look seriously at Fumie's face which was now a little bit heartbroken and sad. "I don't feel good about Amschel, he's out of town. Surely om Amschel wants to eat together with aunt Karin."

Fumie breathed. Haruka was always a prestige. Ah sucks.

"Yes, I was hungry until my stomach hurt, too" Fumie was upset, and in the middle of the month like this she was not paid. The money is always quickly used up to buy the needs of his stepmother from kitchen materials, until the latest new clothes output was in wholesale.

"OK we eat. Stop at Wagyu Restaurant."

"Bayarin huh? I haven't paid anything yet" said Fumie hesitantly. But Haruka will not object and refuse, she is a generous girl as well as good in the treaty.

Turning in the hospital, Makoto feeds Aoi the porridge painstakingly.

"When I if sick do not want to eat porridge, tasteless there is no taste. But if the mas is nyuapin I yes there are sweet-sweet that is."

Makoto chuckled, it could be that Aoi is good at combing.

"What fruit does not exist? Didn't Ryou buy it?" Makoto noticed the table next to Aoi which was clean leaving a container of empty woven wood.

"In the end with Fumie. It's nothing, mas. He's laper again. I'm lazy to eat fruit, want to eat good-tasting just as spicy," said Aoi felt lethargic. Moreover, the doctor had advised him to maintain a healthier diet.

"You're in recovery. Don't eat that one first. Is it okay while I'm in Fukuoka you eat spicy? Well, I have to ask Ryou, "Makoto got up from his seat but Aoi held back her hand. It could be bad if Aoi ate it irregularly and carelessly.

"Yes, I believe. I want to see my son first," Makoto stepped closer to her first child who was fast asleep with a blanket wrapped in her half-chest, must be warm and comfortable.

"It's beautiful when you sleep. What's his name?"

"his name"

***

Stir with tingling hands.

12:25 nights

See you -, see,