My Dear Fussy Husband
Go home first, yeah

Nadin groaned in his sleep. His slender body wriggled as he felt uncomfortable with his current position. The small body was still faithfully curled up on the sofa without any heat.

He looked at the wall clock that had shown at eight in the morning. The woman immediately moved from her position. Realizing that he was sleeping too well.

"Dana Mas hasn't come home yet" muttered Nadin grimly. His little feet slowly stepped towards the window. Take a peek from there whether there is a Guard car or not. Unfortunately, her husband's car did not return.

Trying to find another fortune. Nadin walked with shaky steps to his room. The pain in his stomach was still felt this morning. Even his head was in pain.

"Mas Dana hasn't come home yet?" nadin asked himself. Nothing has changed from the order of her room. Shows this room has not been colonized at all. The bathroom floor also looks dry.

Nadin sat his body on the dresser chair. His clear eyes that were made overnight continue to shed tears are now wet again. "Mas Dana is really angry with me" said Nadin. "When Dana lives how am I?" ask her in a desperate tone.

His thin hands pulled the drawer roughly. Taking a plastic containing some KB pills that he had been consuming. His eyes looked at that thing.

"Why should I drink you, anyway!? Look, my husband's getting mad!" nadin shouted in frustration.

Put that plastic bag on the table. While his right hand grabbed a bottle of perfume belonging to Garda made of glass. "Just try if I don't drink you'll be my husband won't be mad!" nadin said with mounting defeat.

Nadin viciously hit the plastic package lying on the table. The sound of a clash between the wooden table and the glass bottle sounded loud. Making Nadin's morning even more crowded.

"I'm just afraid I can't be a good mom right now!" nadin expressed his emotions. "But I don't want to make Mas Dana disappointed" Nadin continued in a soft voice.

"But now what!?" ask her with a trembling voice.

"Damn!" say Nadin while throwing the glass bottle in any direction. The sound of impact between the glass bottle and the floor resounded. Instantly the glass bottle was shattered with scattered pieces of glass.

"You are so stupid!" nadin Maki. The woman was made to hate herself.

"It should have been from the beginning that I realized," he murmured blankly. "I'm not trying to let Dana down. I'm just delaying the disappointment of Dana coming!"

"Why am I so stupid!? Why did I make that decision!?"

Nadin's hands were shaking violently. His chest felt very tight and agonizing. The woman slid her body to the floor hard. Both of his thin hands immediately grabbed his hair. Trying to divert the tightness that he feels.

However, his body still trembled. What he's doing now isn't enough. His chest was tight, his stomach felt stabbed thousands of times, his head was dizzy.

Nadin hit his head fiercely. Trying to reduce the pain he has. But still nothing less.

Shaking his hand grabbed the broken glass bottle he had thrown. His eyes stared expectantly at this thing. However, again the face of the Guard flashed in Nadin's shadow.

"Later Mas Dana must be sad if I gini again," he murmured softly.

With gontai Nadin standing. Walk through the glass flakes casually. Fortunately, his feet were still covered in sandals that he was wearing.

The woman immediately searched her cell phone on the sofa. Attempting to contact the Guard in the hope that the man would soon receive his call.

"Mas Dana" said Nadin after his call.

"Why not go home?" asked Nadin enthusiastically. "Where was yesterday's sleep?"

There was no response from the interlocutor. Nadin rests his body on the back of the sofa. Closing his eyes to ward off the pain he had been trying to endure.

"Yet at college? Have breakfast?"

"What's wrong?" ask the cold Guard.

There the Guard was sitting in his room at the restaurant. In front of him there is a laptop that is open as well as several sheets of paper. The man had indeed been in this place since leaving the house.

"Mas Dana please forgive me," said Nadin. There was no answer after that.

"If you don't want to forgive me now, don't papa! But go home, yeah, later! I promise I won't talk to Dana. I'll hide later so that Mas does not meet me," said Nadin persuaded her husband.

"Go home first, yes, Mas," he persuaded again. "Don't stay with me."

The guard opened his eyes with an unbecoming feeling. He obviously could not bear to hear Nadin's voice which clearly sounded not okay. His little wife must have been crying all the time.

"I know Dana was very disappointed with me. I realized I was too stupid to make such a big decision" Nadin explained.

"Yes," the Guard replied with a cold voice.

Nadin's face immediately smiled cheerfully. The girl immediately straightened her body. Wiping away the remaining tears with vigor. "Want me to cook what? What do you want to eat?" asked Nadin enthusiastically.

The guard was silent for a moment. There was a sigh that greeted his heart. "Close," replied the Guard briefly.

After that, the Guard turned off the phone. Putting his cell phone rough on the table. Both of his hands rubbed his face violently.

"Just forget about this and live as usual Guard," muttered the Guard trying to convince him.

The sound of knocking on the door made the Guard turn. The wooden door immediately opened as soon as the Guard gave an answer.

A woman in black trousers and a white shirt entered the room. In his hand there is a tray containing a plate of rice complete with side dishes as well as a glass of water.

"You haven't had breakfast, have you, Gar?" ask the woman.

The guard looked at the woman with the black hair that was bunned up. "You don't have to drive here" the Guard said.

The woman smiled warmly. Put a plate of rice and also a glass of water on the Garda table. "Sweet sour rice and your favorite kale vegetables" he said.

"Garda," call the tall woman. The Guard raised his head waiting for the woman's next remark.

"I'm still waiting for your explanation" said the woman.

"What explanation?" ask Garda. His hands began to tidy up some of the paper as well as the laptop that was on his desk.

The woman with a beautiful and graceful face was staring at the inner Guard. "On your marriage," he explained.

"What needs to be explained?" ask Garda.

"Why are you getting married and we're not done yet?" ask the woman back.

The guard looked at the woman in front of him sharply. "We're done!" resolute Guard.

"No, Gar!" elak that woman. "We both don't want our relationship to end! I know you're gonna have to take me off."

Guard's sharp eyes stared in the eyeballs that were constantly trying to take over the Guard's attention. "Now I have a wife. You have to realize we're really done."

"But Gar-"

"To the outside! Do your job!" resolute Guard.

"Garda!"

"I'm your boss here!" the Guard again.

The woman clucked. Her level legs stepped gracefully leaving the Guard room. Leaving the Guard staring at the back was over.

...

Nadin held a medicine in his hand. The woman is unlikely to welcome the Guard with this kind of unhealthy body. So, Nadin was determined to take the drug after successfully swallowing a sheet of fresh bread.

But not feel comfortable. The woman's stomach was getting worse. His feet rushed towards the sink. Returns the food that managed to get into his stomach.

"It hurts a lot, yes" Nadin murmured as he pressed against his stomach.

"Mas Dana will be even more angry if I get sick gini," he said with a panicked face.

Nadin walked slowly with a limp body. The woman chose to take warm water. Maybe warm water can relieve his nausea.

"You can't get sick, Nad," Nadin told himself.

Her body sitting limp on the dining table felt so uncomfortable. Even Nadin could feel his abnormal body temperature. "I have to keep shopping my husband. Dana must have taken me masakin!" verily spirit. Trying to give a positive expression so that his body would cooperate.

Nadin massaged his temple slowly. The woman chose to walk to her room. Maybe his body needs a wife for a moment. He was sure that he would get better soon after going to bed.