Mr. Aran's the Idol Husband
Chapter 81

That sunny morning, it should feel cold but the feeling of the girl who drooped long in bed could not feel calm because of the feeling that was being threatened. This really torments him. Aran who used to be with shady eyes and a warm voice was no longer visible. Where is that comfortable figure.

His eyes were closed but not with a feeling that was threatening him. The sound of footsteps sounded away. "It's better he just go." The lips came back. The longer it is not heard. Airin can open both eyes slowly. He finally disappeared.

His slowly wide-open eyes tried to get up, his position half-sitting. Door leaf back move click, slow take action. The rude man found it was not the same since he left.

The warm smile of a tang woman was no longer young. Anna, the mother of Aran. "How you feel." The corner of his lips moved up. His eyes looked lovingly. Well it was also owned by Aran, but now no longer.

Replying to a smile with paled lips. Still feeling scared because the feeling that continues to feel in the ghost of Aran through a fiery gaze. "I've been feeling better." He said in a soft, low voice. Keep smiling until the bead catches the figure of Aran who is rightly looking at him blankly.

The little girl's body again shook with fear. I had not felt this kind of feeling before. Throwing back his gaze fell to the ground. It hurts because it hurts. Why change so far?

"What the doctor said about his condition." Ahmadi asked seriously attentively. Aran looked at her, responding to that sentence of being her father. That calm face, put a little bit of a shrivel look before returning to the face of the tank. " The afternoon can come back." Let know. That's a clear sentence, no. The girl felt shocked, her eyes glaring at the figure who had just spoken.

Shaking in silence, how could he possibly return while his body still felt weak, and that red rash still not completely faded. But his lips were locked to reject the sentence. The sound of a chair rang out, Anna pulled him some distance away, sitting there close to where Airin was lying.

"So do you directly occupy your house." Anna asked to make sure. Again the sentence was like a small explosion that in reality it was like poison to him. Very arrived. Aran nodded for a moment. And that is considered an answer.

Anna looked back at Airin who was still silent. "Aran has brought all your needs in the new house." Definitely brief. Airin just felt increasingly keget. That's very unpleasant. How could he just stay alone with Aran who sikpanya already very changed. His face was pale and a little panicked.

The two discussions last night were bitter. Thinking that he would be divorced unilaterally, the transfer took place but the man instead brought him back along with one roof. It's too risky if it's with his current attitude.

"It's gonna be good for both of you." Ann seemed to be seeing the girl's worries. Quickly brushed it off, stroking the softness of his shoulder. Giving a smile of comfort as if it was not a bad thing that made his world end.

"Next week we'll be visiting you." Anna looks like she's leaving soon. Nodding but his eyes could shake the fear.

Aran helps his mother, by accompanying her out the door. The brand also left. Aran walked in again, but the position of the girl had been stretched by wrapping her body. His steps sounded closer, the eyes were tightly closed in force. The sound of his breathing became clearer, his scent greeted the noses without excuse. " Wake up." That word is like a command. The girl moved stiffly. "Open." Continue with a cold tone.

Her girl's face instantly panicked meaninglessly. Not following Aran's words. Keep wrapping her body with a blanket. His burly hand forcefully pulled the cloth that wrapped around his body, Clear liquid dripping from his eyes. She was crying again.

The face was cold unmoved, as if those tears were not the problem. Aran took down a shirt that hooked wide on his shoulder. Her tongue began to rub gently on the skin whose rash was almost dull. 'I can do it myself." Airin tried to turn around haughtily. Aran pressed that shoulder firmly.

His movement back sculpting, it was painful, but the figure seemed to not care, this was just a small wound that did not fit in the count of defects. The hand felt further down, it was laughable yet made Airin feel hot.

His hands clenched stiffly, until it looked red at the end. '" There's only the two of us here, I've even seen your naked body." The sentence sounded dirty, very disgusting to hear it.Didn't think it would be the sentence. "It hurts really." The trembling voice was as if protesting Aran's words just now. Hope to get an apology.

It didn't happen that way.