My Dear Fussy Husband
Don't Be Sad Again

Nadin stared at the reflection of his body on the makeup table mirror. Now Nadin does not need to use tight cuffs anymore. Ever since the Guard found out about the wounds on his body. Nadin started getting used to it without it again. Obviously it made him feel more comfortable.

There was actually a sense of insecurity that the woman had. All women want a clean and awake body. Another with Nadin who uses his body as an object of impingement.

Nadin stared wistfully at the scratches on his stomach and chest. His eyes were glazed again. The woman always thinks. What her husband did not feel amused and disgusted with her body. He himself felt so hateful to himself.

"Nadine."

The voice of the call from the Guard made Nadin aghast. The girl immediately fixed her pajamas that she had opened upstairs.

Nadin turned his back with a smile that started seeding on his beautiful face. The girl immediately ran over to the Guard who was still at the door.

"Yeyy! My husband is home!" nadin cheer spirit. The girl immediately hugged her husband's burly body.

The Guard caught Nadin's body with a light puck. A warm embrace with one free hand. "It's nice that I go home" muttered the Guard.

Every time the Guard returned home from work, they were always welcomed by Nadin. It was that without the Guard knowing he always awaited. It felt as if the fatigue he went through all day overflowing with his wife's embrace.

"Zinc, dong! What else my husband is more handsome when it runs out of work," said Nadin with a cheerful face.

The girl let go of her arms with the Guard. Pull the man into the room. "I'm helping you get off the shirt here." Nadin stood before the Guard. Prepare to help remove the buttons of her husband's shirt.

"Your eyes are watery?" asked the Guard after observing Nadin's face. "Ripid?" ask the Guard again.

"No, no" replied Nadin. He refused to look at the Guard. Prefer to focus on their activities.

"Try looking at my face if that's the case" the Guard said.

Seeing Nadin who never raised his head made the Guard intervene. The man lifted Nadin's chin until his face lifted.

"Why?" ask the Guard directly at the point. Looking at Nadin's teary eyes.

"I don't know, Dana" replied Nadin.

"I asked why?" ask the Guard again with a serious face.

"No papa, Mas," replied Nadin in a soft voice. Honestly she felt scared and intimidated by the gaze of her own husband.

"That's not the answer, Nadin," explained the Guard. The man stared into Nadin's bead of eyes. Trying to figure it out from those clear eyes. "What makes you sad?"

Nadin sighed. He could not dodge it anymore. The Guard will always urge Nadin until the girl speaks truthfully.

Nadin's two hands began to interlock. The girl looked down with her lips bent inward. Weighing again, did he have to speak honestly to the Guard.

"Nadin," call the Guard slowly.

Nadin finally lifted his head. Blending his eyes with the Guard. "Does Mas Dana not feel disgusted by my body?" ask Nadin frankly.

The guard scrunched his forehead in confusion. "Absolutely not," replied the Guard honestly. "Why do you have such thoughts?"

Nadin covered his lips. The girl continued to stare at the Guard with clear eyes that started to dew again. "I'm ugly, Mom. A lot of injuries" Nadin said.

"Keep you think I'd be disgusted with your body?" ask the Guard to make sure. Nadin then nodded in favor of the Guard's question.

"Jeez Nadin," the man sizzled. The guard held his wife's hands warm. His eyes never left Nadin's face. "I've never had a problem with that at all."

"But ugly, Mas. I just don't like to see it" whined Nadin.

"That doesn't change anything. You are still beautiful in my eyes" Garda said.

Even in a bad mood. Nadin, of course, felt wrong. The gadia was poking her lips to hold back a smile.

"You feel insecure?" ask Garda.

"Yes, Mas. Although Mas said no problem but make me trouble," replied Nadin slowly.

The guard was silent for a moment. Think of the right solution at this time. What ways can make Nadin feel confident again. "Eee .. If we try to see a dermatologist how?" bargain the Guard with a slow voice. Afraid his wife would be offended.

Nadin immediately shook his head firmly. "No, Mom! I don't want anyone to know" Nadin explained.

"I don't know, Mas" replied Nadin who was also unsure. Since the beginning, he has always let wounds on his body.

"Try me to find out later" muttered the Guard. Priia then took off the shirt whose buttons had been opened Nadin. "What did you cook, Nad? I'm very hungry" said the Guard.

Nadin who was initially still silent with his head immediately smiled. The girl was instantly distracted by the Guard's speech. "I cook chicken soy sauce with vegetable soup," said Nadin with a cheerful face. "Mas Dana likes it, right?" ask the woman to make sure.

"Of course I like it" replied the Guard making Nadin even happier. "I took a shower, yes" said the Guard. The man gave a brief kiss on the top of his wife's head.

...

"Nad, look what I brought!"

Nadin who was ironing her husband's shirt turned to the source of the voice. Garda came carrying a red plastic, the hallmark of an online doctor's application.

The woman set the iron temperature to the lowest. Then focus on looking towards the Guard. "What, Mas?" ask Nadin.

The guard was getting closer to Nadin. The man sat on the floor right next to Nadin cross-legged. "Just a minute, I open it first" said the Guard. His hands immediately opened the red plastic he had been waiting for.

Garda's face somehow looked so happy and enthusiastic. Seeing that made Nadin smile. "Why, anyway, really good?" ask Nadin.

"See this!" The guard showed me some medicine packs from inside the plastic. Nadin looked at him questioningly. "It's an ointment for Nadin's scar" Garda explained.

Nadin was silent at the Garda's words. After a while a bright smile again adorned that beautiful face. "Directly buy?" nadin asked unexpectedly.

The guard nodded with spirit. "I was wondering about my friend. It just so happened that my friend had a dermatologist. So I asked him" explained the Guard.

Nadin was a little surprised. Trying to understand her husband's words. "So her doctor was Temenya, Temen Mas Dana?" ask Nadin. "Where, anyway, I'm confused" the girl muttered.

The guard clucked softly with a limp face. "It doesn't matter who it is. Now look at this first" the Guard said.

Nadin immediately chuckled at the Garda's words. The girl received a few packs of ointment that the Guard offered. Her beautiful face was endlessly smiling. "Thank you, yes, Mas" said Nadin sincerely.

The guard nodded in response. The man's hand rubbed the top of Nadin's head gently. "Don't be sad again, Nad. I always accept how you are doing" said the Guard.

Nadin nodded at her husband's words. A thousand thanks and thanks always Nadin said. It feels like having the Guard in his life is the most beautiful gift for Nadin.

"It is said not to be sad even if you want to cry," said Garda ketus.

"I'm a baper, Mas" replied Nadin with a bent lower lip.

The guards seized the ointment that Nadin had brought. "It's all outside medicine, loh! Dioles only later you eat," said the Guard who managed to make Nadin laugh.

"I don't think I know" Nadin said.

"Who knows, right," replied the Guard. Open one of the ointments that look attractive. Garda fad smelled the scent of the ointment. After inhaling the aroma, both of his eyebrows immediately frowned. "It smells weird, it doesn't taste good" the Guard said.

Nadin was again made to laugh with the behavior of the Guard. "If it smells really good I eat it" joked Nadin.

"Let's take a photo before after. Let if there is no change I protest there," said the Guard.

Nadin looked strangely at her husband. Nadin knew once the Guard was trying to make him forget his sadness.

"Don't I mean I have to take a bare-chested photo? Continues if there are no before after photos sent there dong. Means ..." said Nadin hanging.

The guard immediately patted his own forehead. "Oh yes forget," said the man casually.

Nadin can laugh because of the actions of the Guard. A rare moment saw her husband behaving strangely like this. Normally, right, the Guard is irritated to talk and always show off a flat face.

"Udah I want iron first, Mas clothes are very much turned out," said Nadin.

The Guard observed Nadin's movements, which began to take care of his shirt. "Nad," call the Guard slowly.

"What's my husband?" ask Nadin.

"Others sometime," said the Guard in a soft tone.

Nadin frowned questioningly hearing the words of the Guard. Finding his wife confused, Garda immediately smiled meaningfully. "Fuckin' night, yuk!" bring Garda.