Loving Your Husband
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Syiren scatted her eyes several times to stabilize the incoming light, but when she opened her eyes wide, she found Diran had fallen asleep in front of her "Ahhh sir..." Bisik Syiren while starting to wake up.

But the tired-looking Diran instead fell asleep in a sitting position in his wheelchair and fell asleep next to Syiren's head "What happened, what happened, I should have taken good care of the master and not even me in his care" he whispered softly.

"It's a pity, sir." continued Syiren.

Syiren could not bear to look at Diran who was sleeping in her sitting position. He wanted to wake Diran, but... Syiren could not bear it and instead kept silent and looked at Diran for as long as possible.

Sir, you are indeed very handsome, if only you were a single man, or a widower I would definitely fall for you. Bathin Syiren muttering.

Syiren began to gently cuff the bangs that blocked Diran's body from covering her eyes. And when his hand touched Diran's hair, it felt like Syiren was very comfortable. Diran's hair is very soft and so fragrant "Master... You are indeed very charming, I don't know.. Why did Miss Lena ignore you. You are very responsible... You are the life of my dream man" Whispered Syiren unceasingly stroked the bangs to the top of Diran's head.

"Ehhhh" Diran started hissing. Syiren was startled and started to go back to sleep next to Diran. While Diran began to wake up from his sleep just a few minutes.

"Ohuk..." Diran coughed. Syiren painstakingly closed her reluctant eyes.

"Heh. Apaa this... I sleep in my wheelchair and he sleeps on my mattress. Hehe... My wife is naive, now who takes care of who? Huh Basis troublesome" muttered Diran quickly spread her seat then she began to move her wheelchair towards the hotel's central room.

"Let's wake up Syiren..." Bisik Syiren on himself.

Syiren started pura waking up "Uuuuaaaah... Oh, my God, why did I fall asleep. Aaahhh I even sleep well in this soft mattress..." Shiren muttered while lowering his legs and then stepped towards Diran to advance his wheelchair.

Syiren stepped into the precipitate, he began to peek at the position of Diran who was then silent in front of the middle room chair. He seems to be calling someone...

"Who's Mr. Diran calling?" ask Syiren in his heart.

"Honey. You don't mind me at all... You haven't been telling me for two days. Where have you been... I'm really worried" muttered Diran.

Syiren was devastated to hear the murmur that Diran threw on her phone. Syiren's heart really hurts...

Why should I be heartbroken to Mr. Diran. I'm just the nanny who always bothers him. But... If you see the position of Mr. Diran who is neglected by his wife like this, my heart is also very sick... Lady Lena... Don't make Mr. Diran sad. Because I don't know why... Even my heart is very sick. Bathin Syiren muttering.

"Ahhhwwmmm' Syiren incubates and approaches Diran.

Diran turned to Syiren and lowered her phone and put it in her pants pocket "You're up?" ask Diran. Syiren smiled and then nodded.

"Yes sir. I'm sorry, I fell asleep earlier"

"It's okay..." Abai Diran's.

"Eh sir. Are you hungry?" syiren asked trying to make Diran not angry with him.

"Yes. But can you cook?" ask Diran not sure about Syiren.

"certain... I can cook... I will cook you good food" Syiren explained hurriedly.

Bebapa then... Syiren managed to cook Diran's favorite food. Beef rendang "Nah sir. Let's eat.." pinta Syiren... Diran began to be pushed towards the dining table in the kitchen area. He began to offer a plate of rice with rendang that Syiren cooked earlier.

A rendang? Hmmm... How he knows my favorite food. Bathin Diran.

"Master. Let me bribe you" asked Syiren to rush to reveal the rice in front of Diran "Not need I can eat alone... I'm not a baby" Clearly Diran.

Syiren also began to give up and just smiled bitterly "Let's eat a lot of mister..." Pinta Syiren's.

Diran began to reveal her food and slowly put it into her mouth. And as a result, he even stumbled...

"Ohhh..." The pecker...

"Sir does it taste bad?" ask Syiren.

Diran shook her head "No. L like it... This cuisine reminds me of my late mother..." Obviously Diran to Syiren. Syiren smiled because she was happy to hear Diran start praising her cooking... So greedy, Diran's lips began to fill with spices spices rendang cuisine.

"Sir for a moment..." Say Syiren while reaching for tissue and wiping the spice spots that stick under Diran's lips.

Diran was wide-eyed at the kindness of Syiren and her attention. A moment Diran fell silent and looked at Syiren deeply...

"You are handsome when you smile..." His whisper was barely audible to Diran.

"...What's?" Diran also began to realize so did Syiren. Syiren also began to look for the reason "Aahh I'll get you some water..." Say Syiren while going to find a glass. Though it was just an excuse to cover his deep red veneer because it was very ashamed of Diran.

How is this... The more days, the more I can't control my heart... What if I suddenly die of a sudden heart attack... Mr. Diran, why the more days I feel tormented... I fell in love with Mr. Diran. Where am I supposed to be??? Bathin Syiren muttering.