It turns out my husband was a Gigolo
S2-44-S. God is not sleeping
The author likes to write this Nesya, always the last turn because of the lightest genre. The author writes 2 Fantasy Works together System, 1 romance, and another action romance in the free that prefixes W. So, each nulis Nesya always get the most sleepy turn, dah typo parahh 🤣🤣🤣🤣 ... So the Author tries this time the writing before the magrib completes the time abis Isya. Yes, the author is ... 3 Hours wake up ... Nulis Fantasi first, dawn prayer .. get ready for work .. go home from work write again ... Omaigat ... It is always so every day ... Until not cooking ....
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this is the action romance I wrote ... Who knows how to look for it ...
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I woke up when the nurse came in the morning to check on my husband. He was in charge of checking various conditions after heavy surgery undertaken by accident victims, of course my husband.
The sound of an ECG device is in rhythm with the heartbeat of my husband in his quiet sleep. The sound of the roar of breath, through the joining tube attached to the sense of breathing, adds to the lively atmosphere in the room, but still able to hypnotize me, to fall asleep in the peak of my fatigue.
My hands reflexively rubbed my eyes several times, in order to ensure the presence of the woman wearing it after the top white carry it. I also held Mas Aren's hand to whisper something.
"I'm staying for prayer first huh, Mas."
I headed to the bathroom for ablution, immediately carrying out the duties of two rakaats at dawn. In silence and silence, though the nurse still had not completed her task, I prayed in the recesses of this fragile soul, she said, tears fell upon the face as the hands raised high hopes for the Most One.
Some time after I think enough, after the hajat expect my husband to recover soon, it turns out that the nurse is not finished in his duty to record routine important things for the development of Mas Aren every three hours.
"How, Sus? When will my husband be able to get out of his sleep?"
The nurse simply answered my question with a smile. Then he continued the work in recording developments that seemed to have not changed.
"Sus, why shut up?"
"Sorry, yes Ma'am ... I just recorded what the doctor ordered. Any questions can be asked to the doctor. Let him answer it more accurately." The nurse also gave permission to come back out.
I can only breathe out long. Inwardly pray to the Giver of All, expecting her beloved husband as soon as possible.
"Lord, I'm sure you never sleep. I'm sure we can all do this. I'm sure that you will never give a test beyond the limits of my ability."
"However, I wish more to You ... It was strong for him, so he realized that there were people waiting for him here. Get him back to our side."
"Are you late if you promise to be a good wife to you? May the servant not be late. Because I'm not sure I can do that." I was crying and holding my husband's hand.
Last night, because only one person was allowed to accompany the patient, I asked my father-in-law to go home.
My in-laws have come back, but you won't when I ask you to go home. Father said, sleeping in the mosque which happened to be quite close from my husband's room. With hope, if I can't, the Father will replace me in looking after Mas Aren.
Aaah, why can I only trouble them? Supposedly, after having a family like this I can release them from the snare. However, there are only troublesome and troublesome.
I also stepped on my feet to see the situation of the Father. May you be well. Mushola was not far from my husband's room. I slowly opened the quiet door of the mosque.
You are seen reading the Quran and I choose not to disturb, to relax myself to straighten the fatigue in my body for a moment.
Although the shoulders and waist felt sore, but this time I had to ignore. In a supine sleeping position, I rubbed my unformed stomach at all.
"Darling Mother, don't you forget to pray Papa? Pray for Papa to heal soon. We all gather in a happy mood."
"Mr is fine, right? Is it comfortable to sleep here? A lot of mosquitoes?"
"You don't have to worry about Father. You are still young enough in this place. In fact, the mosquitoes in our hamlet are much larger and numerous than here." My father smiled, This year he has just reached 38 years old. A little funny indeed, if not strong sleep in this mushola is not bad.
"Thank God if you're okay."
"So you're considered too old? The old man is your father-in-law" joked the father. I know, you tried to comfort me, but I don't seem to be able to smile, unless my husband really came back as usual.
"Are you hungry? I'll find something to fill your stomach with. If it's filled soon, it's usually not nauseous."
I nodded my head quickly. Me and the children who are in this womb must be strong. Hopefully not like yesterday. My stomach was empty for too long. Now you can't! My husband needs me to be next to him.
Therefore, whatever is offered I must accept.
He tried to get out of the hospital while I returned to the intensive care room where my husband was being treated. I sat on an empty bench right next to the cage.
His hands are still tied to the infusion hose, I held back and I kissed. Part of his head, fully encircled by bandages. The neck, given a cushion for support, because the part also suffered injury after crashing on the asphalt.
"Mas, wake up! Wake up for our children. Didn't you always say you wanted to give Elena a sister right away? However, it turns out .. You instead gave Elena two sisters at once."
"So, you have to get up for the four of us, Mas. Conscious laah ..."
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Three days later, in the morning I was awakened by the sound of an ECG machine that was not as rhythmic as usual. I immediately realized that the graph was not normal.
Mas Aren had a seizure. His body was up and down vibrating on top of the brangkar. "Mas ... Ms ...?"
I immediately ran out to the picketed Nakes stand. "Doctor, susteeer ... Please my husband ... Ocstt ..."
The Doctor and Nurse, soon waking up from her sleep, rushed into the room where my husband was being treated. This time I'm not allowed to enter, just allowed to wait outside the room.
You also came out of the mosque looking panicked ....
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