I Desire the Love of My Husband

I Desire the Love of My Husband
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Zahra had been allowed to go home this afternoon, Bian immediately took her too, so Bian did not need to go back and forth to the hospital.


"Hallo, you're home."


The two exchanged lyrics, Ingrid was in the house, when the woman came.


"Eh why shut up, come here, pity you're healthy now."


Bian smiled and brought Zahra before Inggrid, both greeting the old woman.


"How, are you okay?"


"I'm healthy."


Inggrid nodded, he took Zahra to sit down and immediately gave her a drinking glass.


"Thank you."


"Together, drink first."


Zahra took a sip, kept the glass and kept silent without saying anything.


"What did the doctor say?"


"I'm okay, I'm healthy and I can move again, everything's fine."


"Thank God, forgive Oma, yesterday I did not have time to visit you while in the Hospital.


"It doesn't matter, it's just for a minute anyway."


Inggrid nodded, he rubbed Zahra's head, his face still looking pale at the moment, and that meant Zahra had to rest first.


"Bian, you take your wife to the room, she still has to rest, just look at her face is still very pale."


Bian glanced at Zahra, it is true what inggrid said, Zahra has not fully recovered.


"Why shut up, let's hurry."


"Yes, yeah, let's go to the room."


Zahra turned to look at Bian's helping hand, lazy to shake it, but they should look fine in front of Inggrid.


"I'll take you to the room first."


"Of course."


Bian took Zahra away from Inggrid, when they were no longer seen by Inggrid, Zahra immediately let go of Bian's grasp.


"What the fuck are you, why is it like that?"


"Why, let it go, now we're just the two."


Bian shook his head, it's up to Zahra, lazy to argue with that woman.


"I want to sleep, and I just want to be alone."


"You think I'd like to accompany you?"


"It's good that you can just go down and don't have to go into the room."


Bian smiled indifferently, irritatingly at the woman, whether he thought Bian wanted to room with her, very confident.


"Excuse me."


Zahra entered the room and closed the door just like that, Bian breathed his sigh resignedly, alright this time let Bian succumb.


"Why are you standing there?"


Bian turned his head, Inggrid precisely following his departure, what should he say now.


"Why, enter dong, take care of your wife, this is Oma make warm milk, give it to her, so it can be drunk directly."


"Oma, don't you love yourself?"


"Where it can be like that, you have to take care of him, do not disappoint him again, you are the one who intends the responsibility, prove it like that."


Bian could not say anything more, it would be difficult to be able to fight Inggrid's debt, Bian received his glass and parted in the room.


"It can be like that."


Inggrid went back, now he will relax for a moment, before going to rest.


"What are you going in for?"


Bian turned his head after closing the door, he walked up to Zahra on the bed.


"Save it, I don't want to drink milk, you just go out."


"Can't, I'll be here with you."


"But I don't want to, and I don't want to argue with you."


Bian kept his glass and sat down beside Zahra.


"I said get out."


"Can't, you think it's my will to be here, all this Oma's request, I have to take care of you, accompany you here."


Zahra glared, she didn't care about it, her head ached at the moment, and it wasn't the time to argue.


"What do you feel?"


"I'm sorry, there's no need to talk so much."


"Your head hurts, let me massage."


Zahra turned her head when Bian touched her head, would Bian be rude again to her.


"Look, I promised I wouldn't repeat my mistake again, I'm just taking care of you."


Bian massaged Zahra's head, hopefully it was like that, Zahra turned back and closed her eyes.


"Just sleep, I won't do anything."


"Silence to you."


Bian smiled slightly, with Zahra still willing to hang on with him, Bian should feel enough because that was what he needed.


"Don't keep staring at me, love it later."


Bian frowned and immediately turned away, confident once the woman, could have said that.


"I'm going to sleep."


"He's asleep, but he's still talking."


Zahra smiled briefly, good, no more sounds from the two, Bian massage was able to make Zahra really sleep.


Hoaam ....


Bian rubbed his face, he glanced at Zahra who no longer had any movement, his hands were quite sore because he kept massaging Zahra's head.


"I'm tired too, Ra."


Bian glanced at the door, if Bian came out of the room, Inggrid could suddenly enter, and knew that Bian was not with Zahra.


"Alright, Zahra is also sleeping, it must be a long time, I can sleep too now."


Bian came forward and lay down next to Zahra, Bian only needed a short nap, and Bian would wake up earlier than Zahra.


This time, for the first time Bian slept with a woman, and it turned out that the woman was his own wife, Bian smiled a little, it was different.


"Hemmm, what's the point like this, she's just a wife on paper."


Bian exhaled all at once, his eyes closed slowly, hopefully when Bian opened his eyes again, the situation was more comfortable with him.


Uhuk .... Uhuk .... Uhuk


Bian opened his eyes again, he turned to face Zahra and again massaged his head, maybe he realized that Bian no longer massaged him.


"Just sleep, don't think about anything."


"Sick," said Zahra barely audible.


"Yes, I'm going to massage, I'm going to get well soon, just get some sleep."


No more answers, Zahra perlahab moved back to face Bian, his eyes remained closed because he was sleeping.


Bian smilingly looked at Zahra's face, as close as he could see it, if it was so quiet sleep, Zahra was good and Bian had wronged his treatment.


"You'll be fine after this, take it easy I won't be insolent anymore."


The longer Bian's hand movements slowed down, Bian's eyes slowly closed again, making his consciousness begin to disappear.


"I slept for a while, so sleepy."


Both of them fell asleep, Bian's hands were no longer powerful, fell and stuck on Zahra's cheeks, no one noticed it, both of them had indeed fallen asleep.


The longer the movement of the two the more irregular, Zahra who continues to drag Bian, and Bian who does not want to lose, until finally Bian hugs the woman's body, Bian, both of them were both silent immersed in the world of his dreams that somehow could end up like that.