It turns out my husband was a Gigolo
S2-50. Pretending not to know

Maybe he doesn't know that I know everything. As stupid as his wife, he must know all the changes that happened to her husband.

I know he can't see me very well, he can be said to be totally blind. However, I waited for myself he complained about his situation to me. However, he acted as if everything was fine.

Today she drama asked for fried rice to be made at home. I know, he's up to something. I deliberately hid and some time later saw doctors and nurses go to my husband's ward who had been moved to an ordinary room.

After the doctors and nurses came in, I tried to listen to what they had kept secret.

"Have my wife left the hospital?" ask Mas Aren.

"So we saw he was out. Are you ready to listen to the results of the series of examinations we did yesterday?" There was a man's voice, and it seemed to be the doctor's.

"Of course I'm ready, Doc."

"This we open first the results of the examination on your eyes. In the vital part of your eye, there are no significant problems" the doctor explained.

"So, this is what it means?"

"So, it seems like your blindness is not due to damage to the eyes."

My heart felt like it was beating violently, but I tried to hold it back, even though these tears still just fell by themselves. The doctor's voice was silent for a moment. While I was still sitting behind the door listening to the secret revealed by my husband.

"Further thorough CT scan results."

My husband doesn't flinch from listening to the next explanation.

"The results state that your back nerve is bleeding heavily. So, that's what's causing your vision problems."

"Then, does the eye surgery make my vision come back, Doc?"

"I don't think the surgery we're going to do is on your eyes. But the nerves in the eyes that are in the cavity of your head. This is a major operation, and we can't do it if we don't get your escort's approval."

Deghs

My heart feels like it's beating really hard. It was so painful that it made my breath become tight.

"Operation head?" My husband sounded a little objectionable. "I think it's kind of ...."

I couldn't hear the continuation and chose to move away. In fact, these footsteps are heavy. I can't go any further than this. I don't feel like I can leave him.

Oh, myGod ... What am I supposed to do? However, I was afraid to let him do surgery inside the head cavity.

Apparently, this ordeal is still not over approaching this family. I can only hug the two fetuses that are in this womb.

"Dec, how's this? What are we supposed to do? While your papa continues to hide his condition from us. Can we be eyes for your papa?"

I remember he asked for fried rice. I immediately looked for the brothers who usually sold fried rice on the front of the hospital. Apparently, the customer is quite crowded.

"Bang, I want to buy some fried rice, but I want to cook it myself, okay?"

Then he saw the customers who had lined up. "Would you wait until all my orders are made?"

"Oh, it's okay, Bang. I'll be waiting. It's a craving man's request."

The brother of the owner of the fried rice wagon nodded. "If people crave, then I must be obeyed."

I waited until the customer's order was done. After that the fried rice seller let me cook it myself.

"Who's cravings, Ma'am?"

"My husband." I finished the cooking process.

"Waaah, so the mother is pregnant?" ask the seller to be surprised.

"Normally who craves his wife, huh, Ma'am? This is even a craving husband."

"Hehehe, yes Bang. My husband was also treated there. It's a double."

Then the merchant chuckled at my explanation. "Emang is average. If a man is sick, he must be very spoiled. But if his wife is sick, it must still solve everything. My wife said she should not be in pain for long. The whole house can be fucked up if it hurts late."

"That's right, Bang." I handed him some money.

"No need, Ma'am. Who knows my trade can be more crowded if there are pregnant women who cook here" said the merchant.

"Ah, what the hell, Bang? I'm a buyer even if I cook myself." I left the money in his wagon and immediately moved on.

"Thank you, I'm cooking."

I continued my steps back to my husband's room. I peeked at him from the glass on the door of the room, he was seen contemplating with his sad face.

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I saw him flinch and immediately rubbed his cheeks quickly. I also had to change my true mood like feeling slashed. However, his lips were forced to smile, even though he would not be able to see it.

"Well, what a pussy to get to, Yang." My husband held out his left hand, but I was on his right.

I immediately stepped around the cage welcoming his left hand. I went straight into his arms.

"I can't leave you for long, Mom. That's why I'm in a hurry to get back."

"Well, as always. The smell of your homemade fried rice is always tempting."

I immediately opened a container of fried rice made from styrofoam. He did not protest at all, because he did not really see the food I brought.

"You want to eat yourself, Mom?" manya test it.

"I want to bribe you. You eat with me too."

"It's okay."

Then my husband continued to chatter while eating, estimating my position. Although the estimate was always wrong, this time I did not comment. Though tears continued to fall without a sound of hearing him continue to chatter about the things he had told a thousand times.

"The food's over, Mas." Unintentionally, I was still in the mood. So my voice is a little bit raucous. I immediately wiped the tears and took the water immediately to drink it.

"You crying, honey?" He fumbled my face.

"No, really. Why, Mas?" Lucky tears have dried up on my cheeks.

"So I heard you crying."

"No, I laughed at your funny story. Hahaha ..." I forced myself to laugh even though my eyelids had stemmed the flood that was ready to fall.

"Darling, I'm going home tomorrow? I'm going to apply for a leave of absence to the college for some time."

"Good, Mas. It seems I also want to apply for leave also until an unspecified time. I want to be with you always" I said back in his arms.

"Douh, why am I even sick like this? You become docile like a cat like this without mengeyel," he said making these tears continue to fall without stopping.

"Darling, what the hell are you doing?"