MY SWEETIE BOYFRIEND'S
WET

Mate, death, sickness, health, sustenance, no one knows. All provisions of Him. So did the household life of Dila, and Dion. Once there was a storm that wanted to hit, now it disappears will be strong love.

It's been a week that Dila has been lying on the bed. His body was tired, and did not want to do anything. Dion got on leave, and spent time taking care of his wife.

"Eat first, honey. Last night we ate a little" Dion said.

Look at the food in her husband's hands. Healthy food that he always eats. Less carbohydrates, and more protein and vitamins. Rice, boiled chicken without skin, as well as vegetables.

"Later, honey. I'll just go to bed" said Dila.

"Take this medicine. When do you want to heal like this?"

"You don't want to take care of me!"

Dion flinched, "Eh, not so. I just want you to be healthy."

Dila returned to self-deprecate. He turned his back to Dion and closed his eyes. Just the breath that Dion breathed out of his wife's behavior.

Lately he's been very sensitive. I mispronounced him, and had to persuade him.

"Dila darling. Don't sulk, dong! You have no pity on your husband? I made food for you myself. Eat, little things, "persuade Dion.

Dila turned her body, then woke up leaning on the head of the bed with a head pillow as a buffer.

"Eat, yes, dear," persuaded Dion.

Dila nodded, then accepted the bribe for the sake of the food that Dion gave. It was hard to swallow, but seeing Dion's earnestness it didn't feel like he could resist coming back.

"Let's make some soft food. I have trouble swallowing" said Dila.

"Do we need to see a doctor again? It looks like the medicine the doctor gave me is not working" said Dion.

Dila smiled, "The doctor will not be able to cure him. I'm old, and it's just normal."

"I see there are still many who are healthy even though they are older than you" Dion denied.

"Honey, no one knows the health condition of each. The healthy can be sick, and the sick can be very healthy."

"I want the second one. Get well soon, and we're going to England. You want to go there, right?" said Dion.

Dila nodded, "Yes, we're going there, yeah."

...****************...

"How's Mama doing?" ask Reyhan who came to visit.

"just fine. You have a ticket to England. Mama's leaving as soon as possible with your papa."

"Don't it still hurt? I don't want to" Dion refused.

"It's healthy, honey. We leave tomorrow or the day after tomorrow" said Dila.

"Eat it you don't want to. It's going abroad again. Anyway can't. You need to stay home." Dion got into bed and gave his wife some medicine.

"Yes, Ma. Just rest at home" Reyhan said.

"You go to sleep first. I want to talk to Reyhan first" Dion said.

Dila nodded in agreement with her husband's words. Dion enveloped Dila's body, and did not forget a good night's kiss on the forehead before he exited the room with Reyhan.

"What's wrong?" ask Rey.

"I want to retire. You please look at my company. My dad is also retiring, and this company is for Delilah later" Dion said.

"Just bring our company together. You, my son."

"I'm so upset to know that I'm this, your stepson. Why are you retiring early?" ask Reyhan astonished.

"I want to be with Dila." Dion sat on the sofa chair, bowing his head.

Reyhan patted his best friend's shoulder. He knew why Dion felt helpless. Dila did not heal with her illness. Not a disease as can be determined, but a disease of decline in organ function due to age.

"Mama will definitely recover" Reyhan said.

"How do you get well? Just eat no. Taking medication should be persuaded first. He's always sensitive, I'm talking normally, he thinks he's angry."

"You're the master seducer. Just woo the mama," Reyhan nudged Dion's arm to get his best friend back excited.

"Yes, thank you, Reyhan" said Dion.

...****************...

Reyhan says goodbye, and will be back tomorrow with Anna and her children. Dion entered the bedroom after seeing Delilah in his room.

Dila had fallen asleep, probably because of the medicine Dion had given her earlier. This week has been exhausting for Dion. Dila's behavior is like a small child who is all persuaded, but it does not dampen his intention so that the wife quickly recovers, and returns to activities as usual.

Tired of whack made Dion quickly close his eyes. Tonight he did not intend to take care of the company's problems even though Andi's assistant, often called asking when he would return to work.

Dion blinked feeling that there was something strange in his sleep. He felt his body wet. Curiosity made Dion's hand feel his back.

"Cock, wet?" He felt again the mattress that was already wet. Dion got up, then got out of bed. The bed was wet, and her clothes were also up to her back. He brought his hands closer to his nose, inhaling a wet scent. "Bau pesing's. Am I wetting?"

Dion fumbled his wet pants, but there was no way he would wet his bed. Dion opened the thick blanket that enveloped his wife. The side next to Dila was wet including the nightgown that his wife was wearing.

"When you wet the bed? Did he fall asleep until he was unconscious?" muttered Dion while keeping the blanket away, and also taking off the clothes he was wearing.

"Darling, wakeup. Your body's wet." Dion slowly shook Dila's body to wake up.

Dila blinked, rubbing her eyes to open. "What's wrong?"

"It-it's, you're bedwetting, huh?" Dion wasn't happy to say it.

Dila saw Dion wearing only the interior, and he saw the situation. Dila was shocked because her body was wet by the urine she had involuntarily expelled.

Dila's face was embarrassed. "I'm sorry."

"It's okay, honey. Let me clean it up."

"Don't! Just let me," refused Dila.

"I'll prepare warm water for your bath. You wait a minute." Dion rushed into the bathroom. He soon returned wearing a kimono. "Come, you take a shower first. Your body is wet like this."

Dion undressed Dila, and took her to the bathroom. "Mandi himself can? I'll make the bed."

Dila only nodded her head as she was still very ashamed of what had happened. It is old, but can still wet the bed. I don't know what happened to him in his sleep.

Dion took off the sheets, pillowcases, and took them to the backyard to wash tomorrow. Dila came out after he cleaned himself up.

"Your clothes are ready. Do not sleep on a wet bed. We sleep in the other room alone" said Dion, who went straight into the bathroom to clean himself.

Seriate.

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