My Dear Fussy Husband
Something in Nadin's room

Nadin stood up enjoying the soothing night air. The girl looked at the night sky from the balcony of her room.

Since arriving at his parents' house Nadin has not been out of the room. He just missed the atmosphere in his own room. A quiet and soothing atmosphere that he could not get anywhere.

"It's cold, Nad." Nadin could feel a warm, circular puff on his stomach.

Although initially a bit surprised. His thin lips instantly exuded a smile. He held the back of the Guard's burly hand that was perched sweetly on his stomach.

"Mas Dana kok suddenly sweet gini," asked Nadin with a hand that could not be separated from the back of the hand burly.

Garda aligned his head with Nadin's. Make the cheeks both touch. Nadin can feel a warm feeling that is so soothing.

"It turns out very comfortable hugging my wife," said Garda lightly.

While Nadin was already weak made. The girl clasped the back of the Guard's hand hard. The man nodded in wonder. "Why you?" ask the plain guard.

"Mas Dana's aware, huh? This I've fainted to know," said Nadin with a small whimper.

The guard peeked at Nadin's face from the side. Their position is very close to make Nadin increasingly weak. "You are misbehaving," said the Guard flatly.

"Diem, um, Mas! Shame me!" Nadin tried to cover his red face with both hands. It could be that Nadin really fainted if the Guard behaved sweetly like this.

"Just like anyone," replied the Guard lightly.

The Guard rested his chin on Nadin's shoulder. Thinking it would feel very comfortable. However, just starting out his wife spontaneously screeched in a stifled voice.

"It hurts, Mom!" shouted Nadin.

The guard automatically raised his chin back. However, it still hasn't thrown that deck. "illness?" ask the confused Guard.

Nadin was silent for a moment. Gadia iti chuckled as if to melt the atmosphere. "It's my shoulder all bones. It will hurt to hit my husband's chin," replied Nadin with a spoiled tone of his mainstay.

The guard nodded in understanding. The pia then released its crib. Choose to stand next to Nadin and enjoy the view of the night sky.

"I ate your cooking earlier," Garda said breaking her silence.

Nadin turned to his husband. "Well, did you go home?" tanyanya who immediately got the nod of the Guard.

The Guard saw Nadin's performance for a moment. It felt like the clothes the girl was wearing were still the same as this morning. His eyes narrowed cynically. It created a flustered twitch on Nadin's forehead.

"Why Dana?" nadin was confused.

"You haven't had a bath since morning?!" point out the Guard is on target.

Nadin immediately put up his flagship grin. "The water is cold" said Nadin in a soft tone.

"That's the reason," decak Garda. The man looks to be furrowing his brows. "Where have I hugged," the Guards' nagged.

"Mas, um, people just don't shower, either" Nadin replied. Feeling that her husband is too overrated.

"It's not a shower all day. Not just not taking a shower," replied the Guard who clearly did not want to lose.

Nadin made a grouchy frown. Especially when Garda rubbed his arms as well as the front of his body. "Lebay benget wear in every way," said Nadin cynically.

Garda glanced at Nadin no less cynical. "Biarin," said the Guard who immediately made Nadin kicep. "Hurry to take a shower!" tell the Guard as if there is no rebuttal.

"Don't expect to be able to sleep while I'm stuck" said the Guard with a defiant face.

"Ih! I also have no intention of deflating Mas Dana," replied Nadin did not want to lose.

"Related?" The guard raised one eyebrow. Staring at Nadin with a flat gaze of his flagship.

Nadin was getting upset. After becoming the wife of the Guard, Nadin preferred to sleep with the Guard. Moreover, steal the opportunity to hug his sturdy arm.

"Jude, I'm showering!" nadin finally broke up.

Before moving to the bathroom the girl fadly hugged the Guard at a glance. Surely it got a hard test from the Guard. Seeing her husband's frustration, Nadin laughed happily.

The guard entered the room. Closing the balcony door and locking it. The new hour hand shows a figure of 20.00, but the air is cold enough.

The man observed every part of his wife's room. This large room looks so simple. There was only a bed with a small white nightstand next to it.

Near the bathroom door there is a fairly large cupboard. Also a dressing table that is almost in the direction of the room door.

The Guard's sharp eyes continued to wander around catching everything he could see in this room. His forehead frowned as he did not find anything special here. "Kangen is the same atmosphere here," muttered the Guard as he observed every corner of his wife's room.

At first, Garda felt ordinary with a short message sent by Nadin. But when eating his wife's cooking was somehow his brain even thought of something else.

"One's mother would say miss her parents after not staying together again, but Nadin didn't" Garda murmured at the dinner table this afternoon.

"At that time Nadin also said that he immediately left the house. And now he misses the same atmosphere?"

The guard scrunched his forehead. Trying to digest some of the things he just realized. "There's something strange" the Guard said before smoothing out his former meal. Without a second thought the man went to Nadin's parents' house. There must be something there that's interesting for Nadin.

Garda sighed resignedly. Sitting on the bed waiting for his wife to take a shower. "Who? Any pictures of me?" Garda failed to focus on seeing a white picture frame of him over the nightstand.

His hands stretched out to take the picture frame. He looked at the photo when he was still wearing a gray uniform. Garda remembered once, he and Dikta took photos together when they were going to school. I don't know why in this frame is just a picture of the Guard.

"Definitely Nadin took Dikta's," muttered the Guard because they used to print 2 photos. One for the Guard and one for Dikta.

When will return that frame. The guard accidentally saw a red spot on the end of the white nightstand. His eyebrows instantly swooped sharply. "It's blood" muttered the Guard. Observe more clearly what he just found. A red stain that prints fingerprints.

Feeling that they are beginning to find awkwardness. Garda chose to open some small drawers that complement the nightstand. Before that he made sure the sound of water was still heard from the bathroom.

The man rested his body with one knee on the floor. Facing the nightstand with busy hands opens the drawer with a flat face.

In the second and third drawers the Guard found absolutely nothing. However, the final drawer made his eyes squint seriously.

"This?"

The man nailed for a moment. In the final drawer there are some razor razors scattered. His hand tried to find out more about the contents of the drawer. Apparently there are still some razor razors that are still wrapped. So many there are even some who start to rust.

Seeing a sharp object in his wife's room drawer only gave rise to one negative prejudice. The guard could instantly understand this situation. What's the point of this stuff. And what to look for in this stuff.

"This is what he just wore?" ask the floating Guard. His hand held a small razor with blood beginning to dry at the end.

The gaze of the Guard began to empty. There was a pain that instantly hit his chest. The man kept looking at the item he was holding.

"What is this mood you miss, Nad?" ask Garda with a murmur.