My Dear Fussy Husband
Re-freeze

The Guard fulfilled his words to go home. When he arrived at his yard Garda was greeted with a dark atmosphere. The lights on the lawn and terrace of the house are not yet on. The clock shows at 10 p.m.

The atmosphere in the house is the same. Not a single light was on. The man immediately turned on the lamp. Keep an eye around who knows find awkwardness.

"Where's Nadin?" tanyanya's confused. Even if his wife left, she would have locked the door.

The Guard's burly hand opened the room door slowly. His right hand directly touched the wall to look for the light switch. As soon as the light flashed his sharp eyes rounded to see the state of the room.

Glass flakes scattered on the floor. Of course the glass thing was thrown on purpose. The man stared at the bed where Nadin was curled up.

His body slightly lowered its head to pick up the plastic package that was lying around. His forehead frowned at the thought of the contents of this plastic. After a little thought the Guard so remember. This plastic was the same item he found in Nadin's bag at the time.

The guard walked over to Nadin. Ignoring this mess for a moment. The man looked down at Nadin closer. Get rid of Nadin's long hair that covered his face.

"Nad," call the Guard slowly.

When his right hand accidentally touched Nadin's forehead. Garda can feel his wife's abnormal body temperature. On her swab Nadin's head gently.

"Nadin," call the Guard.

"Nadine!" this time the Guard slightly shook Nadin's body.

His flat face instantly turned frantic. Nadin Tidka also responds to anything. There was no reaction from the woman.

The changing of Nadin's sleeping position became supine. The guard sat directly on the bed with his body facing Nadin. "Nadin" he called again.

Nadin's pale face slowly reacted. Eyes that will usually narrow when smiling it rubs. Slowly the woman opened her eyes with a small groan.

"Mas Dana," muttered Nadin as his vision could capture the presence of the Guard.

"His stomach still hurts?" ask Garda. There was a worry that the man was keeping. How could the Guard forget that Nadin was not doing well when the man left.

"Come on home? I haven't had time to masakin, Mas," said Nadin. The woman still thought that today was still afternoon.

"It's ten o'clock at night" the Guard said.

Nadin was surprised. He slept around 9 a.m. Then the Guard said it's 10 p.m.

"God! I slept late, Mas," said Nadin panicked. "Oh, I'm sorry, Mom. I haven't cooked yet" he said regretfully.

The woman slowly sat down. His head was immediately pierced. However, as much as possible Nadin looks fine.

"It's just here. You're sick, "prevent the Guard when Nadin starts getting out of bed.

"I'm Masakin Mas first. I haven't eaten yet, have I?"

"I've eaten!" garda.

The man pulled Nadin back into the bed. "You have not eaten yet" said the Guard.

Nadin nodded. "I fell asleep from morning" said Nadin.

"Sleep first, let me buy you something to eat" Garda said.

The man just stood up. His feet left Nadin. While Nadin stared at that back with a sad face. It did not rule out the possibility of something missing from the Guard.

Her husband seemed to be frozen again. Nadin could not feel the warmth of the Guard's treatment. "You disappointed your husband, Nad. You should be grateful that he wants to go home to see you again" Nadin said in a soft voice.

While waiting for the Guard to return. Nadin chose to clean the scattered pieces of glass. With trembling hands Nadin moved a broom to collect the object.

"I have to watch my mouth. Don't let me deny Dana again. I can't say anything weird" Nadin muttered to himself.

When finished with his business. Nadin took a shower. Even though his body feels unwell he will not miss the bath for this time. Nadin knew Garda really did not like it if he was lazy to take a bath.

"Fast eat!" tell the Guard as soon as Nadin opens the bathroom door. Nadin's face looks fresher now.

A tray of food was arranged on the nightstand. Nadin's smile was instantaneous. There was a sense of relief of getting the attention of the Guard.

The woman immediately sat on the bed. Followed by the Guard sitting next to him. When his mouth received the first bribe Nadin immediately smothered the mouth. With his compulsion the rice he feed succeeds in swallowing. Although Nadin's red face was very noticeable. The woman tried to resist the nausea.

"Let me alone," said the Guard flatly. The man grabbed a plate of rice that Nadin had given vegetable soup. "If you are not strong enough to say. Don't spit it out" said the Guard.

"Sorry," Nadin's great-grandson.

"I don't want to talk now" the Guard said firmly.

Nadin nodded slowly. His mouth still received a bribe from the Guard well. Same with her tears that still flowed well. His thin hands were endlessly wiping away those tears.

"Udah, Mas" said Nadin.

Garda immediately put a plate that still leaves a lot of rice on top of Nakas. "Take the cure" the Guard said.

Nadin according to. The woman took the two grains of medicine that the Guard had prepared. Take the medicine with the help of water.

"Thank you, yes, Mas" said Nadin sincerely.

The guard nodded briefly. The man stood up and took the tray from the nightstand. Rushed back the tray with the dirty dishes to the kitchen.

Again Nadin was silent. Her tears came back for the umpteenth time. Nadin did not like the change in attitude of the Guard.

"Sleep!" order the Guard after re-entering the room.

The man walked up to Nadin. Nadin looked deeply into his eyes. "I don't want to talk to you before you get well!" resolute Guard.

"If I'm cured, do you really want to talk?" ask Nadin to make sure.

The nod from the Guard was enough to make Nadin excited. "I fell asleep first, yes, if so," he said with a glowing face.

"Yes" replied the Guard briefly.

"May I be healed tomorrow" Nadin murmured before closing his eyes.

For a while the Guard stared at Nadin's face. The man pulled Nadin's blanket up to the woman's shoulder. Afterwards the Guard turned around and left their room.

The guard chose to sit alone in the kitchen. Accompanied by a cup of warm chocolate that has just been brewed. The sound of his cell phone made Garda cluck. Especially after finding the name located on the phone screen.

"What?" ask the Guard directly.

"You're home, huh, Gar?" ask a woman who called the Guard.

"Yes" replied the Guard briefly.

"I was looking in your room" he said.

"What's wrong?" asked Garda with frowning brows.

"My bike is leaking, Gar," the woman replied in a clear voice.

"Seek a security guard, please" said the Guard briefly. "You ask to deliver first."

For a moment the woman was silent. "I don't feel good saying it. You know I'm new here."

The guard clucked. "I'll be the one to say. Where are you now?"

"I'm still in your room" the woman replied.

Hearing the answer made Gatda again clucked dislike. "I told you not to come into my room often. Later others can think of the nonchalant," scorned the Guard.

"Yes sorry," she replied slowly.

"Yaudah I'll ask people to help make your anther" said the Guard. The man then turned off the call.

Garda ruffled his hair violently. The man was really feeling chaotic right now. "Why are you here now?" ask Garda lirih.

The man stared at the darkness before his eyes. He pondered a bit about his problems with Nadin. Actually, this problem does not need to be extended anymore.

They both communicate well enough. They tell each other what they have been feeling. Changing your mind is the only solution to get a bright spot.

"Nadin does have bad memories of his parents. He must be afraid to reflect what he got first" muttered the Guard.

"But why is his mind so small?" the question is not thought out. "Why should I do it without my knowledge." The disappointment of the Guard was indeed very big. But his hand house will not return either if the Guard chooses selfishly.