My Dear Fussy Husband
For Tonight and Beyond

Hearing the sound of the door being opened, the Guard instantly averted his gaze. The wife looked out of the bathroom with a fresher look. The girl put on a big smile. A beautiful smile that was even more stifling for the Guard.

"Wait a long time, huh?" nadin asked in a soft voice.

The girl approached her husband. While the Guard continued to stare at Nadin with a flat face.

"Why, anyway, is this Dana Mas? I'm really worried about me" said Nadin confused.

The girl smiled sweetly in response to the Guard's flat face. "I'm so pretty?" tanya Nadin tried to tear down the Guard.

"When do you want to hide it from me?" ask Garda. The man did not take his sharp gaze away from Nadin at all.

The girl relaxed her smile. "Can, habit. This is inconsistent, you know! Intermittently sweet, continued fierce, continued to shine, continued sweet again, too fierce again," Nadin chattered out his heart. His face looked angry.

The guard stared into Nadin's face. This face that he saw every day, from going to wake up. This face that always smiled with a wide, sweet, adorable, and beautiful in the eyes of the Guard.

This face is always pampered. This face was always flushed with annoyance or embarrassment. This beautiful face that always accompanied the Guard. Never did Garda imagine there was pain in his wife's pretty face.

"My handsome husband," call Nadin spoiled. The girl rubbed the garrumphed cheeks of the daydreaming Guard.

"Why is Dana? Tired, yes, today?" nadin asked with a beautiful smile. The guard instantly shifted his gaze.

"Mas why? It was just that his face. Now even daydream," said Nadin who was confused by the behavior of the Guard.

The guard looked at Nadin again. "How many wounds have you cut yourself?"

"Wounds?" nadin was confused. "Who is talking? What wounds? I don't want anything?"

"Nad!" Garda highlighted those clear eyes with his sharp eyes. Staring deeply, deeply, until it felt like the Guard wanted to barge in and instantly knew what the eyes had been looking at. What events have the eyes witnessed so far. The Guard wanted to know straight from those clear eyes. What a hell is it that's making his wife so devastated right now.

"I know everything" the Guard finally said. "I know what you've been trying to hide from me."

Nadin who could not understand the intentions of the Guard looked at her husband with an innocent face. "What, Mom, would you say I'm a thief?" ask the girl. The Guard has been talking about something Nadin has been hiding. Of course it refers to bad actions.

The two Guards hands held onto Nadin's upper arm firmly all of a sudden. Nadin squealed until his eyes glazed over.

"It hurts, Mas," complained Nadin. Her little hands were trying to get rid of her husband's heavy hands. The much greater strength of the Guard made Nadin sigh violently. The girl thrashed as the Guard brushed her arms over her pajamas.

"What the hell, anyway!?" sentak Nadin did not accept the treatment of the Guard.

The Guard did not care about Nadin who tried to evade. The man managed to uncover the tight cuff that was behind the pajama. At that time, Nadin stopped rebelling.

Garda stared blankly at that skinny arm. His hands were trying to show more than what he saw now. Namuj, the ringing of his wife made the Guard action stop.

"I've guessed this is Nadin" the Guard said in a weakened voice.

The man looked into his beautiful eyes. Pitted clear eyeballs that shone a resigned gaze. As if there was no hope after this.

"Where else?" ask the Guard in a low voice.

Nadin could only shake. His head lowered to avoid the inner gaze that belonged to the Guard.

"Nad," call the Guard slowly.

Nadin mukai's mind raged. Today was the time that Nadin was most afraid of. The day the Guard had to know the dark side.

"Do I have to find out for myself?" sue the Guard with Nadin's composure.

Nadin raised his head slowly. Her tears just shed themselves. Moreover, found Garda's eyeballs slightly glazed. Nadin's pain is growing.

"Dana's mom don't cry. My husband can't be sad" muttered Nadin.

Her small hands raised touched her husband's two thin cheeks. Wiping fresh tears there. "I'm sorry, Mas. Mas Dana should not be sad, yes," whined Nadin because the tears of the man back down.

The guard clucked bitterly at Nadin's behavior. The man pulled Nadin into his arms all of a sudden. At that moment, the two cried. There was fear and pain spilling over in that shelter.

"I'm sick to see you like this," the Guard charged in a hoarse voice. "I can't accept my wife like this. You're sick, aren't you? You're so sad, huh, all this time?"

Nadin tightened his hold along with the sound of crying that was increasingly immersed in the chest of the Guard field.

"I'm not papa." Only that small sentence was able to come out to reply to the line of words from the Guard.

Some of the time they use to shed the pent-up tightness. The two chests beating each other were as if speaking. Sharing a taste with their owners. Deck that increasingly hardened indirectly convey the contents of the hearts of the couple.

After the overflow of their hearts subsided. Nadin took off the hug. Trying to keep his body away from the gallant body of the Guard. His hand brushed his own tears. Likewise with the Guard who rubbed his face with both hands.

Those clear-looking eyes were staring at the Guard. "I've always feared that today would happen, Dana. But ... How strong I want to avoid, Mas Dana still will know, right."

The girl smiled sweetly. Slowly his hand raised the tip of the pajama he was wearing. Take off the pajama until it leaves a tight cuff that he never let go of wearing.

"Mas once asked about this cuff" said Nadin. "If I don't wear this cuff I'm afraid my wounds are visible," Nadin said, ending with a bluntness.

The girl continued to remove the tight cuff. The surprised face of the Guard made Nadin smile. He held her dear man's face gently. "I'm not papa, you know, Mas" said Nadin with a smile that remains sweet.

Now Nadin's upper body is only covered in bras. The guard could clearly see the white body of his wife. A beautiful body that unfortunately should be an outlet from the pain of the girl.

The number of incisions proved how much pain perched in Nadin's life. Both the upper arms and the shoulder that can be covered by the shirt did not escape as a medium of pain Nadin.

The grimacing guard grinned at that. Her chest and belly look different with some cuts there. "Didn't it hurt?" asked the Guard with a hand that wiped the wet wound on Nadin's waist. The wet wound on Nadin's arm did not go unnoticed by the Guard.

"Later I will take medicine, yes," said Garda.

Nadin smiled sweetly. His heart warmed as he felt the Guard's attention again. She rubbed her husband's cheek. Nadin knows very well how to care for her husband. Although always cold and flat. Garda is a person of feeling.

A fact that Nadin discovered when little Nadin very aggressively approached the man of his dreams.

"Mas inget no? There used to be Junior High children who were crying because they saw a cat that could not walk," said Nadin suddenly with a gaze that could not be separated from the Guard. "Keep I ledekin, deh," continued Nadin with a mild puck.

Nadin looked at the Guard questioningly. The man seemed silent with an unfocused look.

"Mas Dana?" call Nadin.

"Huh?" The response of the Guard was confused.

"Why my husband?" nadin asked.

The guard was silent for a moment. His protruding jakun was seen moving around gulping spit. The beautiful face of Nadin. Making the murmur he felt even more crazy.

"I ..." said the Guard hanging.

"My husband why?" ask Nadin gashy.

The guard looked more and more into his wife's eyes. His hand that had been silent on the thigh began to dare to move to Nadin's thigh. Swiping his wife's innocent thigh softly to vent what she felt.

"Kan, likes suddenly turned unclear," whined Nadin.

After getting tired of the inertia of the Guard tried to ventured. It feels like it has been stifling since. However, the Guard is a grown man who has a need of his own. Seeing his wife's white body certainly awakens something within

"I want you, Nad," said the Guard finally in a weak voice.

At once Nadin knew what the Guard meant. The girl spontaneously crossed her hands in front of her chest. Nadin forgot that he had only been wearing a bra in front of the Guard. It is only fitting that the adult man looks restless and unfocused.

Seeing Nadin's response made the Guard further advance his body. "I want you tonight Nadin Athalia" whispered the Guard right in Nadin's ear.

Both of the Guards' hands drew Nadin's. He carried both hands beside his wife. The two eyes of the husband and wife were clashing. "You want to be with me tonight?" ask the gentle Guard. Not like the usual Guard.

Nadin silently nailed. She was shocked by a moment she had never felt before. "Maas ...."

"Nadin," called the Guard in a stifled voice.

Nadin braved for a while. After coming to terms with his mind the girl nodded small. "I want to tonight and so on" said Nadin welcomed the Guard's invitation.

"Thank you, I like it so much."

"Together my beloved husband."