My husband loves my sister
Chapters. 54

I remained unmoved, reluctant to get out of the car. Disappointment is in the heart without being thrown away.

My body refused to look at the man waiting for me to come down.

He was still loyal there, with his hands holding the car door.

"Come, Honey ...." One hand was stretched out to help me get down.

"I want to go home" my hiss was sharp.

There was a long breath of Mas Adrian.

"But you have to check first" said the gentleman.

I don't know why this time my wish didn't want to be bargained. Can't do.

"I want to go home" I said in a hoarse voice. The clear thread was ready to slide down from both of my eyes.

This time I heard a sigh of resignation from the man. But there was no more answer from him.

The car door closed smoothly, then Mas Adrian ran around the car and opened the side door of the steering wheel. Then he walked in and sat behind the wheel.

"Your face is very pale, Anna. Please, think about your condition" he said gently.

I throw my face to the side. Staring at window. I told you, didn't I? If I don't want to see his face.

I gasped in shock, as a grip felt tight in the palm of my hand, I occasionally felt a gentle swipe at the back of the hand.

Ah, Adrian is so. It can always be sweet. To anyone. Anybody.

I don't know why, this time I couldn't hold back my tears from sliding down. In fact, I'm that crybaby.

Adrian cupped both of my cheeks, to look at him.

Now, the distance of our faces is only a few inches. I could feel his breath on my face.

The look of her warm eyes turned mellow, there was sadness there. Then it turns red with glass. Does Adrian want to cry?

"You're my priority right now. Somehow I explain it back to you? Don't cry ...." Adrian wiped the wet traces on both of my cheeks with both of his thumbs. "All right, we're going home. Don't cry ...." Then, the man kissed my forehead soft and long.

Actually, my heart warms to his treatment. If only I was not feeling sulky, of course immersing myself in the chest of the field is really something I really want.

However, all my might was to resist that desire. Let me, this time I'm angry. Very angry at him.

So I chose silence. Waiting for what Adrian will do next. That's better.

Adrian took off the spikes on both of my cheeks. Sit in a straight position facing straight ahead.

Not long after, the sound of a car engine was heard. The car slowly left the hospital parking area. We're home ....

On the way home, no words were spoken. The atmosphere in this car was quiet.

I leaned my head against the window, not long after that my eyes were closed. I'm exhausted.

I don't know when this car will get home. I was in the room with the blanket covered.

I don't know where my husband went, I haven't found him when my stomach was stirred. I immediately ran to the bathroom. Spit out all the stomach contents on the bathroom floor.

An unpleasant smell filled my sense of smell. Makes my body weak.

"Maas ...." I called Mas Adrian as best I could. Either until or not my call is in the man's ear.

The sound of steps was heard approaching the room, not long the door of the room was wide open. Featuring the figure of Mas Adrian who uses casual clothes. Shorts with sweatshirt on body.

Ah, bodi very. I still have time to think about the situation of that man.

"Vomiting again?" tanya Adrian confused.

I nodded resignedly.

I really can't stand the unpleasant smell that spoils my smell.

Mas Adrian still opened his mouth, I don't know what the man was going to say. It could be, he would scold me for still being stubbornly unwilling to go to the hospital. In fact, we were in the parking lot and then we chose to go home. And ends here.

Only a long breath could be heard at last. It seems like Mas Adrian still refrained from saying anything that might aggravate my situation.

Without a word, Mas Adrian carried my body to the bed. Without warning, I put both hands around her neck. Leaning the head on the chest of that field.

I feel like my attitude is very strange. Exasperated, but also wanted to continue with him.

Am I so shameless now?

"Wait a minute ... I want to flush the bathroom first," he said. After putting some pillows behind my back.

Without waiting for a response from me, Mas Adrian immediately passed to the bathroom. Closing the door, then the sound of water came from inside there complete with the sound of the brush.

After finishing cleaning the bathroom, Mas Adrian went outside. Then get close to me. Sitting on the side of the bed, holding both my hands. For a moment we just looked at each other.

"Eat again, huh?" tanyanya gently. I shook my head slowly. "I was cooking green bean porridge," he continued.

My forehead wrinkled. Where can this man cook green bean porridge? Does he make it for Marisa often? Or the woman taught him.

Remembering that name alone successfully made my heart throb pain.

"Lho, why? You're not a green bean porridge tribe?" tanya Adrian confused.

I'm still shaking.

"Then, when I was sick. I always make green bean porridge, then I will eat with greed" explained Mas Adrian. A smile rose on both of his cheeks, displaying a niche on both cheeks. I'm still byrgeming, waiting for the continuation of his words. "Then I learned to make it."

Can't stand my feelings holding back the questions in my heart. "Who?" I asked as my tears fell. "Who made you that green bean porridge? Is that Mar--"

"Sstt." Adrian put his index finger on my lips. "The mother always made it." His eyes are soft, as if to imply sadness.

"I'm sorry" I said as I wiped away the tears.

"Then, what does Marisa mean you guys spend the night together?" many sue. Ah, but I want to scream out loud asking that. However, my energy was barely restless because it had run out to remove the stomach contents.

"I don't know what Marisa meant to say that. I told you, right .. if he ever came to the office to look for me. I do not know what underlies the woman changed in such a way. I no longer know who he is. And now I don't care about her anymore."

Adrian paused his sentence.

"Look! I don't want to deal with that woman. He's just part of my past." Adrian was clutching this hand.

"Yaaa, he came and said he was sorry for betraying me. Then I threw him out of my room."

"Then the next night?"

"I'm still in the office, finishing work. It's just .. I'm confused to tell you how it started. After this I promise you, I'll tell you anything, anything. You, there's nothing to hide from me, right?"

"I? I'm .. no." Ah, how would I say it, if Bang David ever kissed my lips forcibly.

Shouldn't I not ask too much about the person of Mas Adrian, who turned to me instead as a bullet.

Should I tell you, or keep quiet?