My Husband is Not Rich
Do you why?

"You're not stupid, there's nothing stupid here. You have often taught me how to stand up to the trials of life. And most importantly never hold a grudge, because sincere love will never land perfectly on a heart that has a grudge. Is that what you said?" Jesslyn tried to grab her overcast husband's face, staring fixedly at the eyeballs that were lowering her drizzle.

"True" Dodo replied weakly, the man bowed his head embarrassed by the sobs that still shook his shoulders.

So sad you saw what happened to me, baby.

"I don't like to see your tears." Jesslyn is Jesslyn. Just as people are changing for the better than ever, it does not mean completely changing character. Behind the words that were heard earlier, deep down in his heart murmured more gently, it was already a pity, I could not bear to see you sad.

Jesslyn grabbed Dodo, rubbing the pain experienced by her husband as much as possible. Although the woman was also injured, but for her only minor injuries were meaningless. Who is very injured, it could be the Dodo who experienced it.

"I'm sorry Non."

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After the completion of treatment at the hospital, Dodo did not immediately bring his wife home. Factor still weak body Jesslyn to continue the journey into consideration. They stayed at the hotel for just one night.

There, after neatly cleaning up what must be done, Dodo suddenly wanted to leave Jesslyn alone.

"Non, I'll go out first. I've hired people to look after Non here." not even Dodo asked if he could or should not leave his wife. Even though for the business of entering the room, the man always asked permission.

"Job problems?" Jesslyn.

Dodo shook his head slowly and also did not speak a word. The man only spoke through the eyes, hoping to allow himself to leave.

"You go, be careful."Jesslyn relented.

Eventually, the woman could make the decision to mature for the sake of her husband. Giving up on him is something you don't like. But this time he did not believe he could do what his name gave up.

As a woman who has been dependent on the comfort provided by her husband, Jesslyn certainly not easy to get through today for a second without Dodo. What if he felt fear again in the shadow of the trauma of the two-forces battle. Just imagining it makes Jesslyn have to bite her nails.

After Dodo's departure went out somewhere, there was a waitress approaching Jesslyn with a food menu that was brought, "Excuse me Miss, this is me bringing a lunch menu." the waiter was deft without being told, when his hand was about to feed Jesslyn, Dodo's favorite wife brushed him off on the grounds.

"Not to be bribed, I can be alone. I don't like to be fed by others."

"None"

Spoons just circled on the plate, a few minutes passed yet none of the contents were reduced. The waiter who delivered the food witnessed pity, then seconds later he contacted his master to give a report.

Not long after Jesslyn's phone shook.

"Yes, where are you, baby?"

"I'm on the road again. Don't forget to eat Non, I close first. Assalamualaikum."

"Wa'alaikumsalam salam." the connection was cut off, Jesslyn began to open her mouth welcoming food. Chewed slowly while lamenting his solitude.

Anggi and the driver, geez I almost forgot about it. Where are they?

"May I ask for help?" Jesslyn turned her head towards the female servant who was accompanying her.

"Can it be, what's Miss?"

"Where is Anggi and the driver?" If not Dodo's man, the maid must have been confused by Jesslyn's question, she asked as if the woman before her knew all the people on earth.

"The person Miss mentioned was in the hospital where Miss was treated yesterday. They're still in intensive care."

"How is he doing?"

"It's getting better, miss don't worry."

Mercifully.

Already settled with the affairs of the two people who have been instrumental in protecting him, Jesslyn again pensive. Eating is no longer tasteful after three spoons of feed has succeeded in forcing in.

Do you still get angry with me? so disappointed that you avoid like this. Or maybe you've been thinking of replacing me with another, softer than me and understanding. Do, really not like that? if so, do I still deserve to live?

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Seriate...