Mr. Aran's the Idol Husband

Mr. Aran's the Idol Husband
Chapter 51


Aran who was tired of sleeping continued to hold tightly to Airin's hand.


Almost 1pm, the girl began to sober up. His head hurts. His hands cannot be moved. Memory brings back pain.


"I'm dead." It ended with a crying voice.


"Am I hit." Her tears are sliding.


The hoarse voice and sore throat made him cry as it would be.


"Why isn't it cool that I'm dead" Airin said in a voice that continued to speak. "Why do I have to get hit" he continued saying.


"I't cool, why my story is bad." The crying became more.


Charcoal that sleeps soundly like a sound that bothers him.


As if recognizing his tone yet unfamiliar sounded.


Aran began, slowly conscious until he saw clearly.


"Watery." Call Aran. Looking at the origin of the sound Airin was silent for a moment.


"Father is dead too." The phrase Airin makes Aran look confused with his eyes.


"Mother must have died because I saved it." the sound of crying was even heard until the next patient's room.


"Watery." Aran held tightly there.


Feeling the movement in his hands did not make Airin fully aware.


"I'm afraid it's my turn, I'm afraid there's not enough of the world yet." Airin's trembling voice until his pronunciation is almost inaudible.


"Watery." Aran called her slowly. "You're in the hospital, your mind why so far away." Aran stroked his sheep and saw the tanganta holding tightly to Airin's hand.


"I mean we're not dead sir." Airin glanced around. "I thought this was a morgue." Airin began to breathe.


Aran helps Airin who will sit down. "His eyes are swollen. My voice woke up Dad." Airin stroked Araan's face slowly.


Aran long kissed the back of Airin's hand.


"You're healthy first, let's talk about Adinda well." Aran held with both hands tightly.


Highlight the wild springs, with clear glazed.


Airin nods with eyes that start to suck.


'Is it hard to explain, Salah if I feel jealous of that heart-pictured message? I think jealousy is natural because of the form of love. Was I wrong, and too naive.'  For girls who are dating after marriage where understand the debate of men who have a past story about love.


"I'll put it away if I mind." Aran's sentence is an attitude Airin is seen now.


Airin. " I'll listen to you." Airin brushed off his ego.


Adults are his thoughts.


Not feeling the time is almost morning, Aran felt hungry but could not leave Airin alone in his room.


"Tomorrow I can go home." Airin asked.


"If the fever goes down it can, but later I ask the doctor first yeah." Aran knows his torment in the hospital room.


"I want to run the race, sir." Aran had almost forgotten about it, this was the first day the competition was open.


"I'll see the schedule first" Aran pulled his right hand, reaching for the phone in his pocket.


Airin flashed Aran's phone screen which was cracked by his actions.


"I sent a snake to Sean, to send the race and he as the organizer.


Airin can feel a sense of gelisa in Aran, during this time notya unconscious, but Aran is often seen hiding something from him.


Being in the belief to share a story is that difficult.


Read from chapter 50 well, yesterday was wrong up.


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