My Teacher
The MT part 67

"Why, Honey?" asked Mother Dita immediately rose from her seat and approached Nessa.

Nessa wiped her wet mouth after she washed it with tap water in the sink. His stomach like stirring makes the turmoil is now increasingly felt. Nessa covered her mouth with her left hand.

Nessa shook her head in response to her in-laws question. The woman was unable to speak because a little of her voice, then the turmoil will come again.

"Why?" ask Mother Dita who is worried, even she stopped eating. Likewise with Tiara who looked confused and looked worried, even though Nessa was her friend.

Nessa paused for a moment to neutralize her nausea. "No pa-pa, Bun. I think it'll catch a cold." Nessa replies.

"It's really a cold?"

The woman nodded her head slowly.

Mother Dita leads Nessa back to sit on the dining table chair. However, apparently Nessa refused because she felt herself back nauseous when she saw the appearance of seafood capcay sauteed on her plate. Especially the smell that stings in Nessa's nose. Actually, the smell of cooking is very appetizing. But, for some reason Nessa's body seemed to refuse. As a result, Nessa now leaves, choosing to go to the living room alone while waiting for her in-laws and friends to finish lunch.

"You know what Nessa is?" asked Mother Dita to Tiara when her daughter-in-law had not shown her nose.

Tiara simply shook her head slowly while puffing up to remove the awkwardness. "Neither knows, Tan. It was on campus healthy. Maybe you catch a cold again because it's late for lunch." guess Tiara thought positively.

Bund Dita finally nodded his head and then sat back on the dining table chair to continue their delayed lunch. "Hummm, yes. This is his meal on the next one again. Eat a lot of yes, do not hesitate to consider this your home."

"Yes, Auntie." reply Tiara politely. The two of them ate their lunch in silence. Because you should not eat while chatting, right?

Nessa is currently chatting with Dharsono's grandfather. At the moment Nessa doesn't feel the slightest nausea. As the two chatted, Mother Dita suddenly came with Tiara. They're done with lunch.

"Darling, are you doing well? Not sick anymore?" the question made Dharsono's grandfather smile happily. Nessa and the others saw the old man smiling in astonishment.

"Grandfather, why smile? Something funny?" ask Nessa to the point.

Grandpa Dharsono immediately smiled at him. A smile different than before. "It's nothing. Mother said, are you nauseous again?" Nessa hesitantly nodded her head. He was getting confused himself.

"Have checked?" ask grandpa Dharsono. Nessa shook her head.

"Let's get some medicine, cake. Maybe there was another cold because it was late for lunch." explained Nessa with her initial thoughts.

The originally wide smile now receded slowly along with the woman's explanation. Dharsono's grandfather could only hide the look of his disappointment with a smile review.

"Yes, don't forget the medicine is taken?" Nessa nodded her head hearing the words from her grandfather.

Two hours later...

"Dahhhh, thank you, Ra. Next time stop by the house." exclaimed Nessa standing on the side of the street of her yard while waving her hand as Tiara drove her second wheel drive away from the area of Nessa's house.

After watching Tiara return home, Nessa immediately entered her house. Still quiet, because her husband is still in the office. Maybe soon will be able to remember the time has shown at half-five in the afternoon. Nessa climbed the stairs with slow steps, her body felt sticky and a little due to the sunlight.

After cleaning up, Nessa decides to go to the kitchen. The quiet atmosphere makes Nessa more comfortable, no friends talk or joke. That's everyday.

After looking at the contents of the refrigerator, Nessa took out the cooking ingredients she needed. Like tofu, spinach, and two eggs. Nessa's spinach brought it to the sink to wash it off. After washing it off, it is time to cut it. After cutting to the desired size, Nessa began to switch to onion baskets. The woman took some white cloves and onions. However, when she was about to peel the skin of garlic, Nessa felt a very pungent smell on her nose. Nessa still retained the pungent smell while still peeling her skin but with a considerable distance.

"Hacyhihhhh.." Nessa's reflexes rubbed her itchy nose when sneezing came at her.

"Hukkk!" at that time he immediately released the knife and onion and placed it on the table originally. Nessa ran towards the sink as she felt her stomach churn again, as if all the food she had previously eaten wanted to rush out.

However, after removing it there was only clear liquid coming out. Not the food that went into his stomach. Nessa drowning. His strength felt drained. He really could not afford to continue his cooking activities. Nessa stepped gontai towards the living room. The woman immediately laid her body on the long sofa. Both eyes closed, holding the turmoil in his stomach that seemed to be stirred using a mixer.

Unaware of falling asleep on that soft sofa. Half-conscious Nessa hears the creaking sound of doors opening and the sound of pantofel shoes rubbing against the ceramic floor.

"Darling... Why sleep here? Come on, move to the room." The voice is now getting into his eardrum.

His eyes narrowed open, looking at the figure of a man who now looks typical of the office was bowing his body in front of him.

"Gendong." Nessa's whine became spoiled.

While Endi who saw him just exhaled a long breath and then pulled both ends of his thin lips upwards. The man put his briefcase on an empty sofa. Moved closer to his wife and bowed his body. His right hand tucked in Nessa's back and his left arm now slipped on Nessa's thigh. Then the man immediately lifted Nessa's body.

The woman's reflexes placed her hands around her husband's neck. "Why sleep on the couch? In the room you can, Dek." said Endi while lowering his wife's body slowly onto a soft mattress. However, the neck of Nessa's hand was still at home on her neck. Endi immediately wiped away the slight sweat on his forehead. Nessa's body weight is quite good, yes you can say about 45 kg with her height only reaching 157 cm.

Nessa did not answer, but pulled her hand closer again, automatically the distance between the two was getting closer. Nessa puts her head in the niche of Endi's neck. Endi who felt the body sweat and certainly would smell unpleasant immediately tried to release his embrace.

"Don't gini, honey. It still smells and smells. Later after taking a bath." persuaded Endi after trying to persuade his wife.

"Mas fragrant. I like it." Endi was flabbergasted when he heard the words of his wife that were inversely proportional to his current state. Obviously just coming home from work, must be sweating and body odor. His wife even said he was perfumed.

"Where is the fragrant sweat, dear. I haven't had a shower yet." Nessa shook her head. Endi also let out a long sigh when he saw his wife was very difficult to persuade.

"Mas, laper. Want to eat satay near the grave." pinta Nessa with her mutter.

Endi who felt his body ache immediately switched positions until he lay beside Nessa. His hand moved releasing the hand windings on his neck and moving them around his waist. Then his hand moved around Nessa's back. "This is Maghrib, will it be?" tawar Endi remembers the time.

Fortunately, this time Nessa did not refuse. "Yes, did you take a shower, did you? Not long." said Endi.

Nessa let go of her embrace and let her husband clean in the bathroom.

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waiting for this story, sorry I can't get up every day. His brain needs free time, pounded out²an if still continue this plus the task not to mention willing to repeat🥵🤣🤣mau replay instead of free yes, break² so, uh even given the stack of tasks 🤣🤣