My Bride, Amazing

My Bride, Amazing
Chapter 55. Bandages


Khansa immediately restrained Leon's hand, “Leon!” The girl rounded her eyes. Her chest is beating great.


“I'm coming month,” said Khansa reminded.


Leon broke his hair violently. He got up from his sleep. “Hah! Already know the coming month why are you teasing me?” sniffle Leon annoyed.


“Ssshhh!” Khansa suddenly grimaced, holding her stomach. He was in pain every month. From then on, he was able to hold it. But this time it felt more.


Hearing his wife's groaning, Leon came closer. Her face was full of worries, “Why are you, Sa? Which one hurts?” ask Leon to panic. He touched the surface of Khansa's stomach, rubbing it very gently.


Khansa smiled, looking from both her narrowed eyes. I don't know why it feels so hard to be noticed like that. “I'm okay. Usually, when the new moon comes, it is often like this. Especially every first and second day,” explained Khansa.


Leon continued to rub Khansa's slender stomach. Sometimes their hands clashed against each other.


“Let's go to the hospital. I don't want you to do anything,” said Leon tilted his body, propping his head up with one arm. Because the other hand is still busy in Khansa's stomach.


“No!” reject Khansa firmly. “This is okay. Believe this. Later I make herbal drinks just make pain relief,” he explained.


Leon nodded, knowing it was easy for Khansa. Khansa clasped Leon's fingers, resting her small hands and squeezing them slowly. Leon's view again leads to Khansa.


“I can ask for help?” khansa said a little hesitating.


“Tell me,” reply Leon.


Khansa took a deep breath and exhaled slowly. “Please buy a sanitary pad. I forgot not to bring the stock in the bag,”, Khansa pleaded.


“What? No!” push Leon down firmly.


“Come on Leon, I'm ashamed to be out now. In your pants, there's a stain. My pants must be there too. My stomach hurts too, please ..” whinek Khansa wiggled Leon's hand.


Seeing Khansa pleading like that, plus Khansa who occasionally grimaced in pain finally decided to buy her.


“Alright, wait a minute.” Leon sighed and got out of bed picking up a hoodie in the closet.


Leon grabbed his car keys, cell phone and wallet. Although his steps felt heavy, he still forced both his legs to move. When touching the door handle, Khansa exclaimed, “Leon, thank you very much. I sent the picture to your phone. Fighting!” Khansa clenched her hands up.


Just a heavy gasp of breath in Leon's reply while nodding weakly then closing the door. Khansa did not expect Leon to do so.


All his life, for 27 years this was the first time Leon searched for the woman's sacred object.


Leon's car drove at an average speed, as he had to find the nearest minimarket. Not until 15 minutes, he parked his sports car in the minimarket court.


Just getting out of the car, the man had already captivated many of the women's eyes. All around him whispered to each other and stared in admiration at the man's good looks.


“Welcome, happy shopping!” greet the waiter who is on guard while opening the door. Leon just slightly nodded then took the shopping cart.


The girls who accidentally cross paths with Leon must have stopped their shopping activities just to stare at Leon. Some even pretended to follow behind him. But the man was indifferent. Keep stepping through each aisle to find a special rack for women's needs.


Twice he turned, he finally found it. His head suddenly itched, his hands scratched violently. There are many brands and types of pads.


“Eh, my goodness. That cake wants to buy some sanitary pads! My guy was ugly, poor, did not want to buyin,” muttered the woman who followed him earlier with his friend.


“Aah crazy anyway, this is very rare. Where does tajir look anyway. Mau also dong have a kek man that one,” said another friend.


Leon looked confused, the two women rushed over to offer help.


“Mas! Find a sanitary pad, huh? Want to buy her mom or her boyfriend? It's the same with me. I know the best quality and type. How was it?” the woman who followed him was flirtatious.


Leon took a quick glance, then he remembered that Khansa had sent a picture on his phone.


“Come, I'm not ashamed. Want to find the wings, betel leaves or the cold sensation that there is? If you make it fit this one. Well if you make mama wear this one,” said the other woman while pointing at two different types.


Leon chose the type of sanitary pad according to the image that Khansa sent. He took five packs and put them in the shopping cart. “This, make my wife,” he said firmly and then waltzed away leaving the two women who gasped.


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Meanwhile, Hansen had just arrived from his service. He approached his brother at the bar in 1949. Now the two young masters were having a warm conversation on a balcony. They often gather or stay there. Each of the young masters had their own presidential suite.


“Please, Sir,” said a waiter delivering two cups of coffee and some snacks.


“Thank you,” said Hansen who immediately sipped his coffee.


“Han, last night Brother Leon same sister-in-law bet.” Simon started to gossip.


“What bet?” hansen put down the cup.


Simon also told the chronology of the incident. How great is Khansa when dealing with Leon, also Leon's treatment when seeing Khansa seduced by other rich men. Not to forget the romance of the two of them are seasoned alay typical Simon.


“I'm sure Brother Leon already bucin tuh same brother-in-law,” said Simon after finishing with the story.


“Yes good,” says Hansen casually.


“You plate very well, Han. Not expressive. I've told you at length your answer is only two words,” Simon's son was upset and then smoked his cigarette.


“La continues how should it be?” asked Hansen with a flat expression.


When Simon just wanted to say, along with the arrival of Leon who brought white plastic with the minimarket brand earlier.


“Kak!” hello Hansen waved his hand with a smile.


“Han? When to go home?” leon replied to Hansen's hand.


"Not long."


Simon and Hansen saw the parcel that Leon was carrying. While the man was wrong to hide the package behind his back. But too late, they already knew.


“Kak, that sanitary napkin huh?” hansen looked at his nervous brother.


“Han, really ‘kan what I said. Brother Leon is dead love with brother-in-law. Shadow a Young Master Sebastian even willing to buy a sanitary pad for his wife!” goda Simon patted Hansen on the shoulder. He was indeed very enthusiastic if he teased Leon.


Hansen just laughed looking at Leon's reddened face.


“Terussin aja! Keep going! Until you are satisfied!” cetus Leon was upset. He immediately went upstairs.


“Yeah, latch him, hahaha,” Hansen laughs.


“Obviously, you know for yourself the prestige of being sky-high all this time? But now can see for yourself ‘kan? Brother-in-law can make Brother Leon head over heels!” Simon argues. Hansen smiled as he nodded his head.


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Leon entered his room slowly, he tilted his head. His forehead shriveled as he found his room empty.


Leon panicked instantly. He threw the groceries on the bed.


“Sa! You where!” worried scream. Afraid something might happen to her. Especially when the woman complained of pain.


 


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 Done~ eaaak diabeteess bye. but not yet unboxing.patient separator 😂😂 asabar mas Le.