IT'S NOT MY FAULT TO LOVE YOU
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Till his house at 21:00, the man had come home late last week to avoid meeting Kimy. Not that he was angry or what about his wife. Gilang just wanted to give time and space for kimy, so that his wife could think calmly. Because the last time Kimy spoke to her was in a very angry condition.

It was different from what Kimy thought. Silence Gilang thought still angry at him. Kimy was always thinking and not calm when in the office because Gilang Belom also wanted to talk to him. Honestly, Kimy has a little prestige if you have to start first. Wasn't it always like that. When they fight, it's Gilang who will apologize first.

Gilang climbed the stairs with full view towards the door of Kimy's room. His beloved wife is asleep. He ate well today. Is she okay. All those questions seemed to be flogging into one in his brain.

Chequelek

Kimy exited the room with his empty glass. Instantly the woman's body stopped in the doorway as MengGilang was already standing at the top of the stairs, Gilang was staring at him.

Gilang saw Kimy's hand holding an empty glass, meaning the woman was willing to take water.

"Come in, I'll get it" he told Kimy.

"No Lang, you just got home must be tired. Let me take it myself" said Kimy walking over to him.

"Sorry.." Gilang said softly as Kimy passed by.

Kimy's body came to a halt and turned to the man "Its okay." he smiled so sweetly.

"Kimy.."

"Yes.."

"Do you hate me?"

Kimy nodded in response.

Gilang looked at Kimy's slightly protruding belly. Although still not so visible when viewed from a distance.

"Is he okay?" Gilang asked without taking his eyes off Kimy's stomach.

"He's fine" Kimy started stroking his stomach with a smile.

"How many months has it been, why not see a doctor. When to check, I'll drop you off"

"Tomorrow lexa here with my obstetrician"

Glazed looks happy to hear it, he nodded in understanding.

Kimy looks carefully at Gilang, the man still looks handsome even though his face looks tired. But why does Gilang's face look pale, is that man sick.

"Are you all right Lang?" Ask Kimy.

"Yes, why?" Gilang touched his handsome face with a single question.

"Is there something strange about my face?" ask him once again, afraid that his face at this time something stuck. The man did not want to look ugly in Kimy's eyes of course.

"There's nothing Lang. I thought you were sick, 'cause you looked pale"

"Oh that.. I'm a little tired today"

"Yes rest, sleep don't stay up"

"Ready Yan-" Gilang stopped his words because he almost slipped the wrong call to Kimy.

Kimy looked wrong at hearing that, he immediately looked down embarrassed.

"Sory Kim" Gilang said as he scratched his non-itchy nape.

Kimy smiled and nodded.

"Eh wait a minute, I take you a drink first I just slept" said Gilang immediately behind the direction, he slightly ran down the stairs to get Kimy water. Kimy stared at the man in his place.

Stubborn

**

Hoick.. Hoick.. Hoick..

Nadine pulled out her bowels that morning. I don't know why, when he just woke up not eating anything. Why is his stomach so nauseous.

After he finished removing his stomach contents, he immediately rinsed to remove the sour and bitter taste that mixed into one.

"Si*l, I'm why the hell"

Nadine was still holding her stomach and walking out of the bathroom.

His steps stopped when he realized something. This month has not yet come the moon.

"Oh shiit"

Nadine ran a little looking at the calendar where she always marked the date of her month and sure enough, it turned out she was already one week late.

"Oh god, there's no way Nadine could have died if that happened" he told himself.

Nadine was so panicked, what to do now. What if what they fear actually happens.

"Stupid, Stupid, Stupid.."

"Nadine you are tolooooolll." he said once again blaming himself so careless at the time.

Nadine shook her head, rejecting that thought.

**

"Why bi?" Kimy asked Bi Ana who occasionally looked up, towards Gilang's room.

"That's madam.. You haven't come down" he replied hesitantly.

"Why is it so important?" Kimy asked astonished at the maid.

Bi Ana's face looked worried and confused.

"This hour usually you have gone madam. Before leaving, I must have packed the madam according to what schedule is not"

Kimy frowned at the words of his maid. Checking the supply, what does it mean. Truss the schedule, the schedule of whats wrong, Kimy getting confused.

"What a sick father yes Nya" asked bi Ana still with a worried face it. Attention to the maid.

"Indeed Gilang always nanyain lunch me bi" asked Kimy kepo as well.

"Yes, madam, you're always afraid that it doesn't suit your taste"

Wait-wait. Why it should match his taste. During this time the food that bi Ana made no one to eat because it is always delicious and in accordance with his taste. What don't-don't..

"Bie.. Did you tell my aunt Masakin my provisions?"

"No, it's already my duty madam. I just gave a menu list every day, for the mistress's food"

Whataa!! So all this time the food he ate was a menu made by Gilang. It's always delicious and Kimy likes it all. He had wondered why bi Ana who had just worked for him already knew all her favorite foods. So here's the answer.

Kimy looked up at Gilang's room. He was a little upset with the man, he could have done that. Kimy never even thought of doing that.

"Tell me to eat at home too"

"Now there's never been a mistress. I never eat at home"

Kimy was even more upset to hear that fact. The man may think of food for him but he does not care about himself.

Kiny walked up the stairs, his goal this time was Gilang's room.

Tok

"Say, you don't work?"

Tok

"It's noon Lang"

Chequelek

Open door featuring face of Gilang pillow. The man just woke up.

"You're not.. Jeez Lang your nose.." Kimy closed his mouth in panic. He saw blood coming out of Gilang's nose.

Gilang took a step back and covered his nose with his hands.

"Gut out of Kim" Gilang was about to close the door but Kimy rushed into the man's room.

"Kim's out"

"No.." Kimy approached Gilang who was still covering his nose.

"Let me see" Kimy touched Gilang's hand that was covering his nose, but was patted by Gilang.

"Exit Kim" Gilang raised his head, as he felt the liquid coming out of his nose more and more.

"I'm not going to go out Gilang" Kimy replied with a slight sigh.

"Sit down first" Kimy pushed the man's body to sit on the edge of the bed and Kimy stood in front of him. Kimy slightly lowered his head to look at Gilang's nose.

"Let me see" Kimy pulled Gilang's hand until a red melt just came out of Gilang's nose. Kimy's left-hand reflex was stretched out to hold the melt.

"Kim-"

"In the past" Kimy was seen seriously holding the red melt from Gilang's nose without feeling the slightest disgust. Kimy turned his head left right, looking for something to stop the blood from coming out.

There was nothing, not even a wipes. Kimy lost his mind, the blood wouldn't stop.

"Take off your shirt" Kimy's orders make Gilang glare at him.

"What do you think, get out of it fast. This is the blood does not want to stop" Gilang quickly put both arms into the shirt, then he pulled the shirt up to the limit of the neck. Kimy helped the man pull his shirt back up, until his face covered some of Gilang's face.

"In the first place this was okay.."

Gilang nodded as he closed his eyes, receiving a sweet treatment from the woman he loved. Silently Gilang smiled happily. He doesn't care what happens to him until his nose bleeds. The most important thing Kimy can do is really make him happy.

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