Just Created For Me
THU*185

"Why are you quiet, baby? Is something bothering you?" andra asked while rubbing her still wet hair with a towel.

Zara showed Reni's gift to her husband.

"Isn't this a gift from Revan's mother? What's it say?" keep Andra.

"Open up."

"Whoaahh, gold ..he gives wedding gifts with this jewelry dear?"Andra still can't believe what she saw.

Zara nodded honestly, she was the same woman as the others who would feel happy if they got a gift let alone expensive jewelry.

"Are you happy, baby?" andra's heart was a little flushed because as a husband he had not even given a single piece of precious jewelry to his wife.

"Heum I'm happy and happy not because of the value of the gifts people give me but I'm happy because they want to set aside time to pay a little attention by coming to our events."

"And I'd be happy to accept whatever it is except for.kado carcass" said Zara turned softly with a gloomy face.

He still feels sad why someone would be so willing to send a gift containing a rotten carcass to him, inwardly always asking if the mistake he has made until people hate him.

"Darling why are you quiet?" Andra looked straight at Zara's face which now turned moody.

"It's okay Babe, let's go to sleep, I hope tomorrow there is good news" said Zara berandai, trying to calm his heart so as not to worry too much about what mistakes he has made to make people hate him.

"Hmm let's go to sleep, have you taken your medicine?."

Zara shook her head slowly because indeed she did not remember to take her vitamins and dizzy medicine.

Andra let out a long sigh, his wife was too tired with her own health, she took the medicine in the table drawer and drinking water and handed it to her.

Although reluctant Zara still took the medicine in the hands of the husband and I drank it while furrowing his eyebrows because of the taste of the drug that he really did not like .

"Hm sleep, I'm here."Andra spread her body beside Zara and wrapped her hands to rub the top of her head, hoping that Zara would soon fall asleep.

Andra knew that Zara's heart must not have been calm, from her behavior she always looked restless and dreamy.

The time of eleven when Andra saw the breath of the wife had begun to be regular signifies he was asleep.

Andra got up from the bed with a smooth movement even the breath he was as soft as possible so as not to keep his wife awake.

The door lever he pressed down.

Chequek.

With tiptoed footsteps Andra came out of the room to the door of the Maharani's workroom because in the room his voice would not be reached from his room.

"Well, did you call me at night? Did something happen to my daughter?."

Gunawan of course felt panic after his phone rang and there was the name 'son-in-law' calling.

"Well, Revan's mother gave Zara a gift of fantastic jewelry Well."

"You mean my ex-wife?" ask Gunawan.

Glek, Andra gulped roughly, it seemed like he asked the wrong person, he thought.

"But she's also Revan's mother, Zara Yah's ex."

"Then ...what's the problem?."

Andra could not think with her in-laws, did she not realize the charm of her daughter in the gilai many men.

Still fresh in his memory when Reni and Maharani mom fought each other Zara to become their daughter-in-law, even when Zara had broken up from Revan, until forced Andra to say that they were engaged.

That he did so that Reni would no longer continue to hope for Zara.

"The hydra? Are you still there? Did you call me at night just to ask this unimportant question?."

Even Reni's kindness made her heart unsettled.

"Well, I'll go back to the room, sorry if it bothers you."

"E fucking haiss, you son-in-law don't know manners, hang up the phone with no strings attached...!!" Gunawan cursed on the other end of the phone even though the interlocutor had hung up his phone.

Andra was only able to close her eyes before two in the morning, her mother was restless and felt unsettled.

And it had an effect on the feeling of dizziness in his head.

There was a gurgling sound of water from the bathroom, if usually Andra will follow the bath with enthusiasm, but this time he was so reluctant to get out of bed.

Zara appears with a bathrobe and the tangam still dries her hair with a small towel, the child's hair sticking wet to her neck will usually make Andra passionate, but that happens if her body is in good health.

"Why Babe? You sick?" ask Zara.

"Heum" Andra's heavy voice rasped from under the covers.

"You're Babe's fever" Zara put her palm on her husband's forehead, and felt her temperature warmer than usual.

Zara rushes to change her clothes and goes outside the room to get hot water to compress Andra.

The weak-looking, helpless-looking handsome man could only step down as the wet towel stuck to his forehead.

Actually Andra is so reluctant not to be uncomfortable with the method that Zara uses, besides getting wet also his forehead feels hotter.

"Sst be quiet, this is very effective Babe, Goddess always compress me if I have a fever like this" explained Zara gently, indeed, the method he did a little old-fashioned because today is available instant compress tool that is practical and available in many mini markets or stalls.

Just by sticking a piece of cloth on the forehead then the fever will be absorbed into the cloth.

Tok to tok.

Chequek.

Maharani appeared from the door with a panicked face, then rushed to the side of the bed and put his hand on the forehead of the son.

"You have a fever, son? we're going to the doctor.."

The Empress was anxious because her son was very rarely affected by fever.

"No mom, I just need to rest" Andra said, mimicking the excuse she used when Zara was sick.

"But your fever is very high let's go to the doctor" Maharani persuaded.

Andra shook his head for sure, dropping his pride if he lost to his wife.

"Let me sleep first Mom, will be healed" Andra said softly.

Maharani breathed heavily as she left the room.

"Alright Mommy will tell the waiter to make porridge for you, Ra.please take care of this brat, if later still fever quickly contact mommy ..."

"Yes mom.."

While at the edge of a hotel pool, Sandy pops her head out of the pool water, a three-round swim is enough to keep her stamina, he went up to the edge of the pool and grabbed a towel and wrapped it around his waist, leaving his six pack muscles that decorated his burly stomach.

"San.I'm tired of staying in hotels constantly" whined Fitri who was laying her body in a pool chair with bathrobe and sunglasses perched on her nose.

"Then where do you want honey are we going abroad?" ask Sandy.

"Is there a hotel in Bali yours too?" ask Fitri.

"Well, you want one in the middle of the city, or just a villa, so we can enjoy alone time freely?" said Sandy while twitching her eyebrows.