My wife's the General's son
Morning drama

I took Mas Yusuf up the second floor to my room. In this room, Mas Yusuf and I were so clumsy and stiff. This room where she once forcibly took away my chastity.

I took him to sit on the couch. He was just silent but his gaze could not be separated from me, so I went awry. I try to take my eyes off to keep my feelings safe.

"So soon, I'll take the medicine box."

He just nodded, grimaced a little while leaning his body, his face was still bluish, must be very sick and sore.

I immediately went downstairs to get medical supplies. I take the ice cubes in the freezer, the medicine box I put in the tray I'm going to take upstairs. And I asked Bibik to prepare dinner for Mas Yusuf.

When I went back into the room, I saw that he was asleep. I took a deep breath and walked up to him. I slowly placed the tray containing the medicinal equipment on the table.

With great care I sat by his side, I observed the handsome face that was now being injured due to the rampage of his own Father-in-law. The sadness I couldn't express when I saw her situation.

Long time I was pensive myself, I did not want to disturb his sleep, maybe he was so tired, of course physically tired no how, no, but tired of the heart and mind that makes him prefer to sleep to get out of the way of reality.

I tried to wait until he woke up, but I couldn't help but sleep, too, the tears I had just shed, making it so easy for me to fall asleep that I didn't even notice.

***

I woke up and looked around the room, and I felt my body so warm in a thick blanket. Didn't I sit on the couch?

I immediately circulated my gaze to look for the figure of the man I wanted to treat his wound. Ah, Khanza, why did you fall asleep.

I did not see Mas Yusuf in the room, immediately I sat down and slowly came down from the bed, I saw the clock on the wall had shown at five in the morning. Geez, it turns out I slept for quite a while. He must have moved me to the bed.

As I was about to go to the bathroom, I heard the sound of water gurgling, indicating that someone was inside. I chose to sit on the sofa while waiting for Mas Yusuf to come out of the bathroom.

Not long after the bathroom door opened, I saw Mas Yusuf coming out wearing only a towel wrapped around his body. As soon as my face was hot, it was definitely a red color, I immediately looked away. My heart is beating erratically.

"Ah, sorry if I am not polite because I have used the towel Mbak Khanza. If possible, I want to borrow a sarong and prayer mat," he said so formally.

"All right, wait a minute I'll get you." I immediately went out to visit the closet in the laundry room, there is a storage area for sarongs and other equipment. After getting the scabbard I remember she was not wearing clothes, maybe her clothes that were dirty last night were not comfortable to wear.

I immediately headed to Brother's room, I knocked on his door, I think Brother also woke up at this hour, because Brother will also definitely perform dawn prayers. Sure enough, he opened the door to his room.

"What's the Deck?" brother asked, he looked a little surprised at this hour I came to him.

"Bang, I borrowed my brother's shirt, for Mas Yusuf, because he has no change of clothes."

"Oh, yaudah you just take it in." Brother allowed me to take his clothes, so I immediately went in and headed for Brother's wardrobe. I know which one is suitable for my husband.

Unknowingly I've ruffled Brother's clothes, somehow I feel it's wrong to give him clothes, afraid that my choices don't suit his taste.

"Oh my goodness, Khanza. You want to borrow or want to choose the goods anyway? This is why your clothes are ruffled like this!" Brother held my hand when he wanted to shuffle his clothes on the top level.

"Bang, I'm confused which one to choose." I still want to take off her clothes.

"Stop Deck! Why are you acting so strange?" asked Brother full of search.

"Eh, what? Nothing strange, just ordinary. I just don't know which one is suitable for Mas Yusuf," my elak but my soul still felt unsettled, thumping as I imagined the figure of the man.

"This is Brother's clothes, of course not suitable for him, if you want to borrow while there is no problem. If you want a suitable and fitting for him, there you look at the mall or at the clothing store," said Abang looked upset because my actions were in the morning already in his room.

I cried to get out of my room. But my hand was taken by him. "Eh, don't cry and sulk so dong, Abang is not sincere, Dek. You're the only one who's messed up my brother's clothes" he said, holding me back from going out.

"What's this?" ask the mother who suddenly entered. Maybe I saw your room door open.

"Abang stingy, Bun, I just wanted to borrow the clothes he made for Mas Yusuf, because Mas Yusuf had no change of clothes, but he was angry with me. Hicks..." I cried while hugging Mother.

"Geez, not stingy Bun, I told Adek to take it on the floor, but he ruffled all my clothes." Brother defended himself, it's true the truth is so, but I just don't know my husband's taste.

"Don't cry anymore, Brother is not a stingy darling, but what Brother said is true, why do you have to mess with his clothes? What's wrong with taking well which one you think suits your husband."

Mother justifies the speech of Brother. I broke Mother's embrace. I wiped the tears. Mother and Brother stared in wonder.

"Say, honey, what made you do that?" Mother rubbed my hair gently.

"I just don't know what Mas Yusuf tastes like, Bun, I'm afraid he doesn't like the clothes I choose for him."

"His name is also borrowed clothes, son, like it or not just accept it, it's only temporary."

I just kept quiet while breathing the nasal water that came out as I cried. I've been like a child. Mother and Brother still looked at me strangely.

"Mother and Brother why are you looking at me like that?" ask me not to accept

Mother just smiled while kissing my cheek. "What's wrong with you, son? Is this the mother's grandson's? Or the charm of her Papa that makes her mother so erratic like this?" ask Mother who seems to already know what I feel.

"Oh, Mother what the hell?" I deny Mother's words with a shy smile.

"Give it to your husband." My brother gave me a pair of clothes that I didn't see in the closet. I looked at Brother for an explanation. "It's new clothes, you haven't worn yet, hopefully it'll be suitable for your husband. I don't need to cry, already have a husband still spoiled and crybaby." My brother wiped away my tears and kissed my forehead lovingly.

I am really excited about my sister. He is so mature and understanding. I hugged my brother and thanked him.

"Thank you, Bang, anyways why you didn't give it to me. So there's no need for drama like this" I smiled shyly.

"Still protesting, already there give the clothes to him, don't let him freeze to death for waiting for his whiny wife full of this drama." My brother still teases me. Mother just smiled to see me and brother love each other.

"Yaudah, I'm back in the room."

"Yes, but later do not forget to trim your clothes back," he said to hold me accountable.

"Mother will ask for help Arumi to tidy up your clothes," said Mother chimed.

"Huh? No, no need Bun, let Bibik Santi just." Reject Brother quickly.

"Why is that weird, brother? His mother wanted to, but neither did her son. Wh why? Brother's feelings are disturbed, right?" I teased Brother.

"Ish, what the hell? That's where you go!" My brother pushed me out of his room.

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