It's not my fault for taking your wife
The BSMI 68
After making sure there were no serious injuries, the doctor allowed Allan to go home, with a note, not to be active. They just got home. Giany put down a pillow and helped Allan lay down his body on the bed with great care.
“Slow-slow, Mas!” Giany leaned over, making his clothes slightly unfurled on the chest. Allan's eyes glared at the unusual sight.
“Awh hurts!” He grimaced in pain as his back touched the pillow, leaving Giany panicking instead of flogging. Though no one is sick, he is only happy if Giany is worried about him. “Maybe the pillow should be two. My back hurts when lying in a straight position.”
“I added the pillow yes, Mas.” With a quick movement, Giany put down one more pillow. She bent her body to help her husband lie down. Makes Allan get another chance to peek at that hilly area.
The Himalayan mountains are still fresh. This is a mood booster today. It's okay, you little pervert. It's halal too. Allan, Allan, the mode alone continues.
“Like this is okay?”
That's not the best position to lie in. But hugged equally you. Inner Allan.
“Lumayan.” Giany pulled the blanket to cover Allan's body to the waistline.
“Mas want me to make you warm tea?” bargained for.
Allan nodded with a smile. Somehow he felt Giany to be much more considerate and a little possessive. It does not matter if you have to experience pain like this, if the reward is attention from Giany.
“You don't rest? You must be tired too right?”
“I'm fine, Mas. I'm in the kitchen for a minute ..”
“Do not long-time ..”
"Yes." Yeah."
Giany smiled before stepping out of the room leaving Allan. When he believed Giany had actually come out, he raised both hands in the air, representing his success in getting the attention of his wife.
“Mumpung is sick what are you asking for? Anything must be given to Giany right?” Allan corrected his lying position, thinking about asking what from his wife. It seems like the pain in the back is really just pretend. He can even move his back freely.
The cell phone on the table, then contact someone. Previously Allan had asked someone to investigate the fire that occurred in the restaurant. He smells something suspicious, including Giany being confined to the bathroom.
“How?” ask her shortly after the call is connected.
“No leads yet, Boss! Several cctv cameras installed in the restaurant caught fire and were damaged. I'll check the other side. I hope there are clues left. Police are also investigating this incident.”
“Ya already, if there is the slightest info, you let me know.”
“Good, Boss!”
Connection interrupted. Allan took a deep breath. There was only one name he suspected and it was definitely Ayra. But he did not want to be rash and directly accuse without evidence. To be sure if proven guilty, Ayra must be prepared to account for her actions.
Not long after, Maysha went into the room. Allan stretched out his hand, asking Maysha to come closer. Maysha got into bed and sat down by the father's side, making Allan embrace her affectionately.
“Ay-ah sa-kit yes?”
“No, Dear. Dad's okay. Maysha is okay too, right?”
“Dad, mom ja-hat sa-ma Bu-nda.”
Allan's brows furrowed at Maysha's words. Although the pronunciation is not perfect and is still a mess, but Allan is able to understand it well.
“Bad mommy same mother? Wicked why?”
“Maysha li-hat mom bu-ang ku-nci ka-mar bathing in tem-pat sam-pah, her Mother is in kam-ar ma-ndi.”
Allan tried to digest what Maysha was trying to explain. He asked the little girl to repeat her words several times, then Allan understood. Suddenly anger was seen from the look on his face. Still trying to hide.
“Ya already, Darling ... Its alright. The important thing is that Maysha's mother is okay.” He hugged her back, assuring her that everything was fine. Because Maysha's emotions are something that must always be kept stable.
“Yah, May-sha tid-ak su-ka mother ..”
I'd rather not, son! inner Allan.
Found Maysha's sad face, it felt that Allan could not stand it. He knew Maysha adored Giany. He also admired the woman from the beginning. One thing that Allan is grateful for, every effort made by Ayra to keep him away from Giany, even closer to them. Not wanting Maysha to dissolve in grief, Allan tried to comfort her.
“Maysha wants dad to tell you a secret, no?”
Maysha nodded enthusiastically.The look on her face suddenly disappeared. Although sometimes the secret that Allan whispered is more worthy of being called a trap.
“Maysha want to have a baby sister?”
“Mau!” he answered quickly.
“Dad tell me how. But Maysha don't tell anyone else.”
“Iya.”
“Later the night before bed, ask the mother. If Mayhsa asks, Maysha's baby sister will grow in the mother's stomach. Understand right? Ask the same mother, not the same oma, let alone the same Aunt Misa,” he said rather pressing.
Maysha looked very serious listening to the father's whisper, then replied with a nod of her head.
“Try again, ask the same bundle how?”
“Mother, May-sha wants her pu de-de ba-yi.”
“Well good! Dad is smart!”
"May-sha ...!" maysha said she did not accept it.
"Yes, Maysha's smart. It's dad's son!"
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