My husband is my Prospective In-law

My husband is my Prospective In-law
Anger


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When morning came to say hello, the sunlight began to hit Ansel's face from the window curtain that had been opened by the nurse. The man woke up from his sleep.


Ansel was stunned for a while, when he found his eyes still looked dark, even though he had opened his eyes. Both of Ansel's hands squeezed in annoyance, the blanket covering his body. He is still not used to the blindness he is currently experiencing.


"Argh! I hate this darkness. I want to be able to see again," cried Ansel venting all the anger that had crept up, filling his mind.


Suddenly Ansel's esophagus felt very dry and itchy, until he coughed. He began to move his hand by touching the side of the bed, until it shifted slowly towards the nightstand. Ansel continued to look for the presence of water, for him to drink and release his thirst.


"Well, where the fool put the drinking water, it should be on the nightstand, but this is not there" Ansel grumbled furiously.


For a long time Ansel felt and continued to search, but he still did not find the existence of a glass filled with water for him to drink. At this time his throat was getting itchy, to make his anger more overflowing than before.


"Irene... Irene... Where the hell are you? Quickly get me a drink!" tell Ansel with a high tone of voice and heard loudly.


Until now, the beautiful woman with a slender body, still sound asleep on the sofa. The sound of Ansel's screams so loud, did not make him wake up from sleep at all. However, when traced what Irene had gone through from yesterday, it was certain that the woman was really very tired.


"Fuck you, Irene. Now you must be pranking me, I can't see?" accuse Ansel for no apparent reason.


Ansel tried to get out of bed, he did not care about his condition, which was actually still unable to step alone, without the help of a wheelchair. The man continued to push himself, his body began to shuffle and now he was sitting on the edge of the bed.


"Can I? As for yesterday to go to the bathroom only I had to use a wheelchair," murmured Ansel full of doubt.


After being silent for a long time. Ansel began to lower his legs from the bed. But just now, Ansel climbed to the bottom of the floor, suddenly he lost balance, until his body fell to the bottom of the floor.


"Auch.." said Ansel because he felt pain all over his body due to a fall.


It seemed like Irene's mind was jolted at the sound of Ansel being in pain. The woman immediately got up, without spoiling first with a sound that still wrapped her eyes. Irene was sitting on the sofa and her beads were immediately fixed on the male figure that was currently lying on the floor. Irene was stunned so shocked by the two perfectly rounded eyes.


However, when Irene touched Ansel's arm to help him get up, Ansel suddenly pushed the woman's body with all her might, until Irene's body fell down, even hit a nightstand that was behind him.


"Don't be right you're just having a show, you son of a bitch! You deliberately didn't answer my call and now you're happy to see me fall like this!"


"Oh my goodness, Ansel. Why the hell do you always accuse me of a no-no. I just woke up, not intentionally silencing you."


Ansel slapped him with two eyebrows that were clinging to each other. "Why did you wake up so long? You must be on purpose, because you want revenge!"


Irene, who was still at the bottom of the floor, was now inexhaustible with all the accusations Ansel had leveled at her. His face was hardened, he did not seem to accept being treated like this by Ansel. Cruel and increasingly heartless.


Irene squinted the look in her eyes, with a sharp gaze looking towards Ansel. "Ansel stopped accusing me! I admit I was wrong because I shouldn't have just woken up when you needed me. But I just woke up and not my intention, because all this is purely because I am exhausted, so I still sleep, even though you repeatedly call me."


Ansel thought for a moment. Suddenly it flashed all of Irene's attitude in mind, which made Ansel ponder for a moment.


"If I remember, Irene wouldn't have done that. All this time he's never done me any harm, so there's no harm in me believing it," Ansel's inner self decided.


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