
Carnations have no power in this house. All he fought for when he came here was Rio's recovery. Therefore, he sacrificed many things to be able to survive here.
Now that Dylan is desirous of delaying the tube baby's intentions, anything can happen. He'll bully and scold Dylan? Where could it possibly be.
Just let Madame Lastri say scold her. Carnations did not have to bother to give Dylan any reason.
Meanwhile Dylan stood up while folding both hands. He was about to lean towards the wall but, at that moment, he complained in pain because his shoulder was nudging something. “Aw .. aw!”
Spontaneous Anye stood up and looked at the man who was twitching his own shoulders.
“What happened to your shoulder? As I recall, from yesterday you always complained of pain in the same area. Let me see!” tell Carnation while slightly approaching Dylan.
“No need!” The man refused and tried to stay away from the Carnation.
But the woman continued to force and squeeze Dylan's body further cornered to the back of the door. “Let me see!”
Carnations forced Dylan to sit on the edge of the bed. He touched a little bit of the man's shoulder.
“Sssh, aaw!” scream Dylan.
“Sorry, there seems to be a bruise,” guess Carnation. “True, right?”
Dylan did not reply, he accidentally saw the innocent face of Anyelir right in front of him. Suddenly, he felt nervous and shifted his eyes.
“Try opening your clothes first.” Carnation pulls a slow collar button on a shirt worn by Dylan.
When faced, Carnation's breath blew right in front of Dylan's face and made the man become more and more misbehaved. “Not necessary!” reject Dylan while shifting Carnation's arm.
“Let's treated,” says Carnations that are a little pushy.
“This is okay.” The man refused Carnation's offer. He rebelled and tried to wake up.
Carnations were not forced this time either. She let her husband go.
But as Dylan walked out of the woman's room, his shoulders smashed toward the door. “Aw!” the screams are getting louder.
“Tuh, right!” Carnations just look and walk closer. “Sini!” The woman forced Dylan to sit on the edge of the bed.
The woman unbuttoned her husband's shirt and lowered one part of Dylan's shirt until his shoulder was seen.
The man still turned his face away because he could not afford to look at Carnations so closely like this.
Meanwhile, Anyelir was concentrating on what had happened to her husband's hand.
“I said, it's okay, right?” dylan said as he tried to cover his clothes again.
But it was prevented by Carnations. “Not anything how?” He patted gently on the bruised part.
“Aw, don't get hit.” Dylan screamed even louder.
“This bruise! If there is bleeding inside how?” said the Carnation that held the man's shoulder to remain silent.
“I'll take cold water to compress. Quiet, yes! Don't try to escape.”
The woman went outside the room to fetch the ice water in the refrigerator.
“For what is it, Bu?” asked Bi Ai who saw her new employer was spilling ice blocks into the basin.
Meanwhile, the servants who saw the incident were gossiping to each other.
“You want to bet, until when will Mr Dylan still like Ms Andin? I, anyway, guess less than a year Mr. Dylan will definitely fall in love with Bu Anye.”
“Ah, it seems impossible, because Mr. Dylan, right, love dies with Ms. Andin. Continues the appearance of Bu Anye is also less hot. He's not the type of Mr. Dylan,” the other timpal.
“But .. his attention Bu Anye to Mr. Dylan is the same Rio was warm bangeeeet. I think they will fall in love.”
“Benev also sih.”
“I bet it will be a long time, unless Bu Carnations become more beautiful!”
They also gossip incessantly to talk about bets about their love life.
One of the oldest of them joined. “Hush! Not good to bet, it's the same as gambling!” bi Ai warned them.
*
Meanwhile, in the room that belonged to Carnation. There's still Dylan waiting.
Carnations enter while carrying a basin of cold water and a soft cloth to compress.
She sat down next to Dylan again and this time she asked her husband to take off his clothes. “Can be removed his shirt? Later wet,” said Anyelir while slightly pulling the shirt fabric.
“Hmmm.” Without saying a word, the man took off his shirt.
Carnations took the shirt and hung it on a hanger in his room. Slowly, he wet the cloth with cold water and then gently touch the bruised part.
“Aaw!” The pain was exposed to cold water, but now it feels better for Dylan.
“Since when did you get this wound? If I see, even when nudged by Rio yesterday you complain of pain.” Carnations focus on Dylan's bruised shoulders.
But the man was busy covering his chest with his side of his hand that did not hurt. The chest and abdominal muscles of Dylan are very athletic.
It was just that, Carnations were already used to such a sight. Not that Carnations that like to be beautiful, but the woman is a prospective doctor who often helps expert doctors and is used to seeing the human body without using clothes. There were no strange thoughts in the woman's head.
But it was different from what Dylan had in mind. The man was pounding more and more, plus the sensation of cold and soft touch of a woman's hand on this side made him more dizzy.
“Ah, Yes, Ndin. It was really a massage slowly,” said Dylan who unconsciously mentioned the name of his first wife. He seems to have forgotten that the woman had filed for divorce with him.
Carnations furrowed their brows when they heard Dylan mention Andin's name in front of him. But the woman said nothing. He only shook his head and focused on the bruises suffered by Dylan.
“Already!” said Anyelir while taking the tissue on his dressing table.
The woman also dried the water used to compress the tissue.
“I'll be burdened with an existing bandage cloth. Fortunately, there is no joint in your shoulder that is loose, it seems that soon it will also heal quickly. By bandaging bruises scar injury, will help the recovery process rather than if left open just like that,” explained Caramelir the same as when he spoke to his patients.
As Carnation bandaged the bruise, Dylan kept turning his face away. He could not stand his closeness with his new wife.
“Already,” said Carnations.
Dylan looked at the woman. “Why are you smiling at my stomach?”