My ex-Ipar Candidate
CHAPTER 239. His Toll Place (Gian)
What happened to Gian was not so simple, maybe if Jelita was not his mother, it looks like he will make Jelita go to jail.
Not only troublesome, the man even deliberately made a drama as if he could not go back to normal. The arrival of Haidar who also suddenly made Gian increasingly troublesome for many people.
"Ck, I'm so sorry I'm out of the room tonight."
Haidar grumbled, he helped Gian walk with his drowsiness and hunger still united. A burn that seemed quite torturous, but the many protests Gian made Haidar take a deep breath.
"You're not sincere, Haidar?" jian asked realized his sister looked chattering but sounded faint.
"Ikhlas, brother, hold me, you fall down the stairs I'm not responsible," said Haidar began to be upset because this man was really slow in stepping.
"Be careful, Haidar, it seems that it burns not only the skin of his legs, but also the muscles in his legs."
Jelita who was behind with warm milk for Radha now actually makes Gian hotter, it seems Jelita does not regret that much, considering his son is very annoying.
"Mama mocked me?" Gian turned his head and looked at Jelita with an agonizing look, it seemed like the war between them was going to get longer.
"No, Mama's worried about you, honey."
The man took a rough breath, never getting punches or excessive anger from Jelita, once hurt Gian's legs as if boiled round.
Arriving at the door of the room, Haidar knocked on him, because there was no way he would barge in because Radha was definitely in there.
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Radha's face now plastered clearly in front of Haidar, had looked at each other but as soon as possible Haidar averted his eyes, while Gian who actually looked more tormented clearly made Radha panic not play.
"Sister? Wh why? What's going on?" tanya Radha touched Gian's face, checking his head who knows bloody or something, really Radha's mind has gone that far.
"Aaarrghh, shut up, Zura, there's nothing wrong with my head."
Willing to explain but Radha was too panicked, until Haidar chose silence first. The man can only understand the change of his former lover, Radha who he knows as a woman who is quite graceful and more mature than his age, is now so different.
"Certain why? Brother Haidar, did brother Gian fall down the stairs?" radha asked sepanik, kasian once, the face mask that he loved cracked before coming down, now destroyed exactly the eggshell that hit.
"His feet were in hot water, Ra, not so bad, but your husband was too hot." Haidar helped Gian into the room, eager to push and throw his brother's body into bed, but he was not that happy.
"Ck, tomorrow-tomorrow flush his face, Ma .. let me know how it feels."
Basic ungrateful, could-can he say so to Haidar who has been willing to spend his energy tonight. It doesn't make any sense.
"What mean? My brother is not focused or what?" radha asked so subtly, looking at her husband's red feet blushing exactly at the roasted crab she shuddered a little, imagining how it felt.
"For the reason, Ra," he said grimacing, really deep into the role, even his acting now defeats Haidar's ability as a famous actor.
"Mama unintentionally, Ra .. Gian's face scared, he was shocked because Mama shouted, sorry yes," said Jelita so softly, seemed to apologize with Radha better than Gian, because his son-in-law is not as crazy as his son.
"Yes, Ma ... It's okay, it's all my fault, I should have made the milk myself earlier, sorry yes, Brother."
Right, the most logical apology is to Radha. Because if it was Gian, all that would only make him bring up the mistake.
"Why are you apologizing? Brother is fine, darling, don't worry .. tomorrow may be healed," said Gian now turned very soft, really Haidar suddenly full extraordinary, his appetite is gone when he realizes Gian looks fine in front of Radha.
"Let's go down, Ma, it looks like he's okay," asked Haidar to grab the milk and put it on the nightstand, he could see the mother watching Gian as worried as that.
Pulling slowly Jelita's wrist that now looks sorry, but if he sees Gian now it seems like the wound is still lacking, thought Haidar.
"Obati him yes, Ra, and the milk do not forget to be spent," Jelita said before leaving his son's room, it is undeniable that at this time Gian was able to make his wife, his wife, either congenital baby or indeed as deep as Gian's love for the wife.
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"Any bit too bright?"
Slowly, Radha did what Jelita told her to do, though without orders she would. Having previously helped Gian wash his face, Radha now focuses on the legs of the husband.
"No, it's normal."
Gian lied to make his wife not so sweet. Though indeed the pain and heat are still fused. But he did not want to make Radha feel guilty again.
"I'm sorry, brother, I know it's painful."
She was not that stupid, even though Gian covered up her suffering still the woman knew clearly how her husband was feeling.
"Don't keep apologizing, Ra, you're not wrong."
Gian affirmed with a very serious tone of speech. Once he said, Radha should be able to understand, and that's what Gian wants.
"What can you ask for?" tanya Radha tries to make the atmosphere a little better, asking Gian to joke is sometimes the best option.
"Seek the others, ask for a caress, ask for a kiss, ask for a hug for example, don't apologize for the point."
So clear, and without objection. Because Gian did not like when his wife repeated the sentence he had said to stop saying it.
"That's the big brother who wants to, not just me." Radha thaws, Gian could take advantage of the situation, even though he himself wants it.
"Take your milk there, that's why we sleep ... Brother's sleepy, Ra." Gian closed his eyes for a moment, the shadow of that miserable tragedy in the kitchen still traumatized his heart.
"Don't want to drink too?" bargain Radha silly, since when do men drink milk pregnant, thought Gian.
"Try you think again, Zura, who revealed the theory if men are encouraged to drink pregnant milk." Gian shook his head slowly, his wife often asked things beyond logic.
"I'm Bumil, meaning Pakmil brother .. so there's no harm dong drink too," he said after vertical milk was almost toilet, Gian looked at him with eyes that almost closed, he won't go to sleep before his wife goes to sleep.
"Yes, there's no harm, but there's no point either, Zura." His voice began to sound heavy, Radha just pulled the corner of the lips to hear Gian's reply who thought he was that serious.
"Is that so?" tanya Radha now approached her husband, that close even their faces almost touched.
"Hm, what do you want?" asked Gian laughing discordantly, still trying to hold back his sleepiness, his wife act while his legs are tormented.
"Nothing, Brother is sick again, tomorrow-tomorrow."
Turning to hold her husband so tightly, Gian even felt difficulty breathing. His wife really made Gian have to withstand the ordeal, Radha could provoke him at this time.
"If you ask Brother still can," he said casually, maybe even if his leg is injured worse Gian will forget it for a moment.
Long enough to wait but no answer from Radha, his wife's breathing began to be regular and now the man realized that Radha had passed into the dream world first.
"Ck, siallan, how dare he sleep after making her husband expect more," said Gian poking lips, could not do much and now forced Gian to return his wife's embrace, and now forced Gian to return his wife, resigned and waiting for tomorrow in the hope that his injury is fine.
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