Marry Bening
His return

"Udah nyampe nih we. Don't pout on dong, Yank. It will be beautiful, you know.."

We arrived at the hospital. Along the way, my wife kept her back to me and chose to stare at the outside view through the window.

I opened the seat belt. His body did not respond when I opened it. Unlike earlier on the road I tried to tease him by stroking his hair, pulling the tip of his shirt, or trying to grab his hand. He would swiftly repel or hit my hand.

Instantly I felt anxious. Does he not want to argue with me anymore or...

"Yank?" I held her shoulder, pulled her then to face me. His body turned around by leaning against the chair without a fight. His head was later lunglai.

I grinned and could not help my smile when I heard the soft snoring coming out of his breath. Her eyes were closed tightly, so peaceful and beautiful as I looked at her face. And that no doubt made my body come closer and kissed her adorable forehead and lips.

A push pushed my body away. My wife woke up because I smeared her lips gently.

"Messum!" her spray later and I just smiled hearing her swearing. "Don't smile! The beauty won't make me melt!" Affirming his index finger with a glare.

His attitude really doesn't offend me. It even looks cute and adorable. It made me unable to help myself not to reach her lips again.

"Mas!" I hit my arm hard. I laughed too.

"That's funny, anyway. Whose wife is this?" twitching both cheeks to make his lips manyun. I kissed him back.

"IGH!" get upset with anxiety.

"Corn, it's here. Please, don't argue anymore. Just a control, really. If the control results are okay, you don't have to come here anymore. And here, do you want this cast to keep sticking? Are you comfortable?" I stroked her hair gently. Bening.

"You don't think it's the same? It's been a week now," I quipped.

"Yes.." agreed still with a frown.

"Well.kalo nurut, right, okay. It's so gemsin.." kissed her cheek.

"Don't kiss! Wet!" sewot rubbed his cheek.

"Well..."

This feeling is getting more and more enjoyable every day. I don't want to miss any moment when I'm with her.

***

"Looks good. You have to follow all the instructions from me. You have no other choice but to decetin the former elo boy who beggo it. Your job is only one, regardless, you have to succeed in ensnaring him back as a lo guy and take his property to replace my money that ludes because you have to pay a penalty for violations of the agency contract in Paris." Frendian spoke coldly in a threatening and intimidating manner.

"And remember, I'm going to torture you constantly if you don't make it and see what I ask!"

"Br3ngs3k!"

"Ah, you want me to do 'that' right here?" Threaten him with full intent.

Erina dodged when Frendian's hand had cupped the back of her neck.

"This time, I'm kind enough to be freein elo. Because you have to be a professional artist now." Frendian sniffed his chin. Designate a partner who wants to enter the hospital lobby.

The couple seemed happy. Although the woman continues to frown like a child who whines because it continues to be pushed by the man until now the man holds it ala bridal style with pleasure. I don't know what the man did because every time the woman looked upset, the man laughed. Sometimes he even kissed his woman with ignorance in his sling that looks light and relaxed.

The man's face looked very familiar. A handsome face that was so bright with happiness that radiated from the hue of his face.

The man, the man who a year ago proposed to her after two years together. A man who is willing to do whatever he asks. The man who to her, Erina is her love. The man, the man who still gives likes and messages on his social media. The tireless man kept encouraging her from afar even though none of the messages she was replying to him.

However, this time his hands clenched when he remembered the man who almost two months ago no longer gave likes and messages to him. The man who proposed to her is now a husband. And that someone was the little girl he saw from a distance right now.

Basic men can't hold back. He said he would wait for him no matter how long he had to pursue a career in Paris. But in fact, the man was married to someone else.

It's ironic his thinking. Erina became arrogant by her actions. He himself chose to leave a man as good as Aslam for the sake of his career and for br3ngs3k men like Frendian who had only used him.

And now, he's really sorry. Really sorry for not being part of the Dewantara family that is famous for its business everywhere. Even Aslam, his stupid man is now a famous businessman in the field of property and also the most successful construction at a young age.

A year later, he realized that Aslam looked like a very classy young executive. Although now looks relaxed just wearing a broken white sweater and short ivory pants knee-length, Aslam looks so charismatic in the eyes of Erina.

In the past, Erina would never allow Aslam's appearance to be that casual. Aslam should still look cool by wearing a suit that for him looks like a businessman owner of the company.

Erina would get angry and immediately tell him to change clothes by buying it that day, if she found Aslam meeting him in a relaxed style like now.

The man was wearing only sandals. It fits perfectly with the clothes he wears. His face is indeed a hybrid of Chinese-German it looks cool and cute like a Korean oppa-oppa that makes his heart pounding.

Frendian could see the change in expression from Erina's face. It was clear and it made him dislike it. If they were in Paris, maybe at that time he would execute Erina in the car regardless of the people passing by because of the hot activities they were doing.

But for the sake of his determination, he had to hold back. They returned five days ago after clearing a penalty that he had to pay to the agency in Paris, making her determined to reunite Erina with Aslam only to snatch her treasure that she believed would not run out even though Erina used it many times.

To Frendian, Aslam was the money tree that earned him this time. And for that, he should be able to suppress his feelings of regret to fuck Erina right now because he saw the expression of regret that emanated from the face of the woman that Frendian actually loved to crazy.

"Former lo it, I mean potential girlfriend. Today's ushering in that cute bin for control." Frendian explained.

"Look, the man who said he loved you so much is so affectionate with a young man who is twelve years younger than his age. From our age too" he explained.

"Basic, it turns out that all men are the same. Not seeing the cute and youthful little, just get plugged and forget the same old one," he sneer deliberately pomp Erina who looks increasingly jealous.

"Eh, not young at all, but very young."

"Well, did he bother his wife's anterin? Usually he is the most anti if he has to go to a place where there is a queue," Erina sizzled involuntarily.

"Like elo, the bin was also healed and had been treated in the hospital," Frendian replied breaking Erina's curiosity.

"Today's the control schedule" he explained later.

Yes, after their return from Paris. Erina collapsed at the airport and was rushed to this hospital due to dehydration and infection of wounds in her body. Erina escapes, but Frendian's powers tell someone to keep an eye on Erina, getting her caught and nowhere to go.

And now, the same control schedule he had to make Frendian like he had a way for Aslam and Erina to meet again. Previously he had told someone to dig up more information about Aslam and his wife. But he did not think that the woman who became his wife Aslam made himself interested when he saw her directly like this.

"In action now, Baby? I think you can't wait to find that pending husband." Frendian grinned meaningfully.

***

"Gips have been removed, but why should it still be in the bag gini anyway his hand?" It was unceasingly complaining.

Doctor Baskoro has removed the cast attached due to a pen-shifting injury on his hand due to Byan's forced pull against him. And now his hands are forced to be burdened temporarily so as not to make excess activity on his hands.

By the way about Byan and Rudy, they still contact my wife by making a video call or just exchanging messages asking for the latest news from Bening. Sometimes I get upset, but at least they don't meet in person and I take it for granted. I'll stop their conversation if it's long and timeless. I would suddenly cut off their conversation with the pretext of running out of batteries or pretending to complain of pain because my wife would not have the heart if I was sick. In the end, I would feel guilty for deceiving her to overcome my jealousy.

"Hp same wallet mas miss, Yank. You sit and wait here. I already gave you the recipe there," I ordered Bening as I felt my pants pocket.

Due to being too busy persuading and forcibly bringing Bening to control, I forgot to bring my wallet and mobile phone. Luckily I always keep other emergency debit cards inside the car dashboard and it comes in handy when the situation is precarious at the moment.

I anxiously left my wife alone in the waiting room for the drug. There are so many people waiting for their turn to be called. It turns out that there are still many common patients like us who are full of the same as social security-based patients.

I walked quickly and ran a little to get to the basement of the hospital. It was quite difficult, either because of the U factor or indeed this basement room is difficult, I went around looking for the position of my car. I was about to call my wife because she could always remember where my car was parked if we were shopping in the mall or in the basement like this.

But once again I completely forgot if my phone and wallet were left at home, how do I call my wife? Besides, did he have his phone? I carried him by force.

You know, I parked it in the front parking lot of the hospital just now. Besides being easy to be outside and quickly seen, parking there makes me arrive faster and return to see my wife who I live inside. Basement that is safe from rain and heat is not a guarantee if I forget where to park my car.

I got to the hospital lobby when I saw a lot of people crisscrossing like ants with sugar. One panicked and called the nurse or the doctor.

Someone had fainted apparently.

At first I commented and muttered. But my murmur changed when the fainted man lifted the sisters up in the hospital bed.

The face is familiar...

I was unmoved on the spot when I saw that person being pushed hastily by the nurse.

"Who's his family?" Shouted one of the sisters to the people who were gathering at that time.

TB