Patience of the Second Wife
Vomiting

Actually what demon possessed him, or do not let this hospital is haunted and there are kuntilanak who likes Alan's brother until he tricked Alan's sister to hate me.

Dinda continues to guess in her heart, her mind is chaotic with the change in Alan's attitude for three days, Alan looks indifferent to her, let alone to kiss, just say hello to her lips are very heavy, just very heavy, and that makes it a lot of question marks.

Do I also have to ignore him, but it is impossible, surely Mom and Dad will be suspicious.

Back muttering in his heart, today Mr. Yanto has been declared allowed to go home, but Alan just stayed on the sofa, Finally Dinda again had to approach him because no one was asked to help him, he said, unfortunately Faisal did not come, while Bu Tatik was busy cleaning Pak Yanto's clothes, the nurse had just come out.

''Have you paid for your administration?'' he said stale.

''Have been.'', he answered briefly without staring.

As her annoyance has peaked, Dinda grabs the phone in Alan's hands and sits on her husband's lap.

Bu Tatik and Mr. Yanto who had been ready to watch both.

''You are why the hell? trance, I can not be kept silent, if you still think I do not want to go home, me and the children will stay with Mom.''

Alan widened his eyes then looked at Dinda's bead. His wife took him seriously.

Gawat, what kind of plan is this, I don't want to be a widower.

Alan's fear struck after hearing Dinda's expression, not expecting his wife to talk like that, he finally smiled in a knot.

It is basically a man who is not reasonable, so it is already nervous half to death.

He. he...... A crisp smile was engraved, Alan put down his phone and hugged Dinda.

''I'm fine, just...'' stop his words, still think with the reason that will be thrown.

Just what yes, yes, I have to say that I'm just a show.

''What's all?'' ask Dinda again.

''Just a toothache.'' he continued spontaneously.

''Open your mouth!" the word of Dinda is still shrouded in emotion.

"Now it's healed anyway" he tweeted, not wanting Dinda to know that he was lying, even though Dinda didn't believe at least Alan was not like yesterday.

"Dinda, already, maybe your husband is just tired, let's go home, pity your children."

''Finally brother Alan himself who is looking for trouble.'' complained.

Both approached Bu Tatik and Mr. Yanto who were ready to leave the hospital.

"Here, ma'am, let me take it."

Alan grabbed the bag that his mother-in-law had picked up, while Dinda pushed her father's wheelchair.

''Remember what I said earlier, if you still want me to go home, whispered before they left the hospital.

Sorry sorry said yes bang, I can't lose my wife, so our show is off.

Arriving at home, Mr. Yanto was welcomed by his three grandchildren and his son-in-law and Faisal, his return brought very happy news.

''Grandfather...'' The three boys hugged Mr. Yanto who was still in a wheelchair.

While Faisal's gaze went straight towards the interlocking hands in front of him.

What I'm saying is, you wayward, it's worth judging if you think it's gini.

All go inside, Mr. Yanto who still needs rest is directly in his room.

''Now you rest first, let it be healthier again.'' Said Dinda because there is no way he continues to accompany Mr. Yanto, there are families that must be taken care of.

While everyone was joking with Mr. Yanto, Faisal pulled Alan's hand out.

''What the hell, bang?'' Pura pura does not know, even though he already knows what will be discussed.

Faisal took Alan to his room and locked the door, without opening the man's voice pulling out his phone.

"Hello, Dak." turns out Faisal VC with his best friend who is currently serving.

''Yes Sal, what is it?'' Answer Daka from across there.

"What?" Daka sounded surprised, although far from Alan, Daka was also emotionally ignited.

Faisal thrust his phone towards his brother-in-law and boss.

"What are you, if you think this is going to be void, can you really not be away from Dinda for a moment?" snapped Daka, already like mother's mother in mintain her son's pocket money.

Alan shook his head. "I really can't, we just cancel."

Wanting to feel Daka punching the face from the screen of his phone, his anger really burst to want to be channeled immediately, Finally he threw the map in front of him.

"Bas crazy, god-level bucin, that's the result of hate now even sticky like G glue."

Daka was really angry then hung up the phone, if still staring at Alan innate want emotion only.

"Now." returned the phone to his brother.

Just as Alan was about to speak, the man ran out to the bathroom when his stomach felt nauseous.

Faisal just shook his head at Alan's attitude. "Why him?" wonder.

Hoeek.... There was a sound of vomit because Alan could not close the door.

A little worried Faisal was after Alan.

"Why you?" faisal asked to help massage the nape of his neck.

Alan could only shake his head, because he felt nothing but nausea.

"Maybe eating wrong" he replied in between his vomit.

"Abang, brother why?'' asked Dinda who had just arrived, the woman looked anxious as she looked at Alan's pale face.

"I don't know, Alan's vomiting arrived," Faisal came out giving Dinda space to approach her husband.

"Sister sick?" Pasting the back of his hand on Alan's eel.

A smile rose at the corner of Alan's lips. "I don't why napa." Grasping Dinda's hand. "Maybe just catch a cold." he continued.

"If so brother also rest let me make some warm tea" he said leading Alan out.

Just a few steps, Alan's stomach is kayaking in the ubek.

The man turned his body to go back to the bathroom.

Dinda who followed her husband grew more worried and shouted to her brother who was away for a while.

"What else is it?" ask Faisal.

''No, please call the doctor, I'm afraid Alan's brother is coming!" did not feel Dinda shed tears considering that some days Alan did not care about his health, any more in an instant Alan did not come home and continued to guard at the hospital.

With haste Faisal ran to run his sister's request.

Limp, Alan felt helpless because what was eaten was now drained, he chose to sit in front of the bathroom with his back against the wall.

While Dinda is busy making warm tea as promised.

Just this time I felt like this, is this the effect of my age that has three heads, what if I get sick, does Dinda still want to be my wife, she said, or he prefers a younger man.

Alan's shallow thoughts again appeared along with his riled up.

''I'm not drinking first.'' Five minutes Dinda had already prepared a warm tea for Alan.

The man looked at the face of his wife who was still busy pouring oil on her chest.

''Do you love me?'' a question that Dinda found strange.

''Why is big brother asking like that?'' Ask Dinda curious.

''Just answer!" Alan reaffirmed.

''I love my sister whenever and however your circumstances may be, do not doubt it all from me.''

Alan breathed a sigh of relief at the expression of his wife.