My Brother's Substitute Role

My Brother's Substitute Role
Part 39 Spoiled


The door opened and Alby was still sleeping on the mattress with a curled up position and a blanket covering his body up to the neck.


"Mas Alby." Azmia immediately accelerated her steps toward Alby.


"Mas, why?" tanya Azmia then pressed her hand against Alby's forehead.


"Astaghfirullah, Mas Alby has a fever. Wait a minute Mia takes the medicine first," Azmia said, then passed out of the room to go downstairs looking for a p3k box.


"Den Alby why, Non?" asked Mbok Asih when he saw Azmia go down.


"Fever, Mbok," Azmia replied.


"Alhamdulillah, here it is" Azmia said after finding the medicine box. Then he went back to Alby's room.


"Mas, wake up breakfast first continue to take medicine," said Azmia who had been sitting in the chair next to the bed while removing the medicine.


"Excuse me, Non, here's the porridge." Mbok Asih delivered Azmia's order of chicken porridge. Earlier when Azmia was looking for a p3k box, it happened to be a porridgeer passing by so Azmia told Mbok Asih to buy the porridge for Alby.


"Thank you, Mbok," Azmia said, receiving a tray containing a bowl of chicken porridge.


"Together, Non. Then the Mbok excuse me first," said Mbok Asih walked out of Alby's room.


"Mas, breakfast first" Azmia said.


Alby shaking. "Mia, bribe. Alby had to eat breakfast to get well. A-a-a." Azmia thrusts a spoonful of chicken porridge.


Alby opened his mouth to take a bribe after a bribe until the porridge was gone. "Smart," Azmia said after Alby finished his meal. After breakfast Azmia gave the medicine so that the fever quickly dropped.


After that she wanted to get out of the chair, but when she was about to stand up Alby held her wrist. "Where are you going?" ask Alby.


"Put the same bowl of glass into the kitchen," Azmia replied.


"Let it let Mbok Asih clean. Sit here, you will be tired if you sit in a chair like that" said Alby while patting the mattress so that Azmia sat next to him.


"Mia, it's okay. Mas Alby just rest," Azmia replied. Not refusing, but Azmia felt awkward and stubborn if she had to be close to Alby.


Without saying much more Azmia followed what Alby said. Azmia stood up from her seat and then climbed on the bed, leaning on the head of the bed.


Alby gave a small smile as Azmia was already beside him. Alby laid his body back, but this time it was different he accidentally put his head on his wife's thigh and wrapped his hands around Azmia's stomach.


Azmia is so shocked by Alby's suddenly spoiled behavior on her. "Mas, don't be like this" Azmia complained. Not unhappy when Alby indulges in him, but he feels uncomfortable maybe because he is not used to it, and now his heart is also beating faster than usual.


"A little while, but if it's not okay." Alby slowly stretched his arms.


Heard Alby's words so soft. Azmia felt guilty. Not having the heart of Alby hesitantly Azmia starts to gently stroke Alby's head.


Alby, who felt the gentle touch of his wife, hugged Azmia even tighter.


"Why did he become like a child like this, spoiled his mother. What Mas Alby also spoiled like this to Mother," inner Azmia.


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"Al ...," call someone at the door.


'Ah, sucks,' Alby grumbled inwardly. He again spoiled to his wife all there was bullies.


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