RUSTING BOAT
Chapters. 69

I lay my body on the bed and spread out my hands. Just feel tired after going through all the things that I experienced today.

" Woaaahhhh... tired of it...! " i said as I glanced at the clock on my room table. At 01:15, we just got back to Mom's house.

Shortly after, Syafrie entered the room and hung my sling bag and briefcase behind the door. After that, he went to the bathroom to clean his body.

Just for a moment, the man who was titled Father Fadil was done cleaning himself, then came out to me.

" Dear, wash yourself and go to sleep" said Syafrie, pulling my hand up and taking me in her arms. I move lazily - lazily following his wishes. Syafrie's hands guide and lead me to the bathroom. After taking off my clothes, she painstakingly cleansed my body as well as my legs. Once clean he again led me to the room, put on a clean negligee shirt for me.

I turned back because it felt like my body could no longer compromise. The sleepiness started attacking me.

" Dear, wake up..!" Syafrie was already standing on the edge of the bed. His hand was stretched out to me.

" I'm tired.... Shafrie." I shook my head nonchalantly then changed my position a bit on my stomach.

" Dear, don't go to sleep, it's not good for our baby. Come here, I'll help you wake up.. "

" aih's.... Syafrie. I'm tired, nah. "my hook is upset.

" Yes, I know, just for a second. I want to see your feet."

I also had to take a helping hand and wake up with the help of Syafrie.

" Take your foot out, baby."

I frowned. Not understanding the purpose and purpose of Syafrie asked me to extend a leg. However, I also extended my legs towards Syafrie who was already kneeling in front of the bed.

" Huh, I don't think there's time. Tomorrow - tomorrow, right? " sugulku.

Syafrie remained silent, then observed my feet

" Hmm, your legs are bruised and swollen. Saniah said, Your leg was injured from fighting, huh? "

I just nod. Syafrie sighed and stood up to take the P3K box that was on top of the closet.

" Can I hold your leg? I'm gonna apply some anti-bruise medication. "

" Hmm.., over here, Syafrie. "give me to my injured leg. " So I accidentally kicked a guardrail stand. The intention is, want to kick the ***** that. But miss." I said as I lifted my negligee up to my knees.

" Hussst. Later on hear our son." he said pinch my cheek and put both hands on my stomach left and right. " Why can you fight, anyway? "

" I'm pissed off. He grabbed me until my shirt was torn off. I, yes, fight to protect myself. And then he also challenged me. So, yes, I accept the challenge. Not bad, .. count - count for frustration. Am I wrong?"

" Yes, no, anyway. But there's no way people can pick you up if there's no reason. " His hands were busy applying red medicine and also anti-bruising medicine on my feet.

I glared at Syafrie sharply. "So you want to accuse me that I'm the first one looking for a cause, is that it? "

" What did I say? " Syafrie looked back at me with a gentle smile. " I believe in you. You're a good woman. You are noble-hearted and always willing to help others. That's why I love you so much from the past until now."

Gee whiz...

Syafrie seemed to be insinuating me subtly.

" Gombal..! " i looked away, throwing away my sight. Damn Syafrie, my cheeks suddenly reddened hearing his words.

" It's so great my wife. It can make a man's wife battered. Turns out his energy and stomach are just as big."

" You're making fun of me? "

" Yes, that's great. I seriously. Otherwise, how could he possibly dare to harm himself and the baby in his womb."

Whoa.. Syafrie. Earlier in praise, now he again slammed me into the ground with his scathing innuendo. What do you want, anyway?

" But I was, ...not one of the woman's attacks hit my stomach" I said in self-defense.

" Well, I believe." she replied without looking at me.

I looked at the man. Is he mad at me? From the time he picked up earlier, this man was only a thousand words silent. I was so angry at his residence.

" She... "

" Hmmm... "

" You're angry..? " I asked my mother's daughter-in-law. I wonder if he's angry or not.

" No." replied Marina's ex-husband. His hands are busy treating my feet. Not one bit he looked at me.

" But you just kept quiet." my great-granddaughter.

" I'm talking about your wounds, Asthma."

" But since Ammak's house you've been quiet."

" You're tired, Asthma. I don't want to make you any more tired and upset about having to listen to me."

" O.. So you're angry? You're angry that I've endangered your son? Oh, my gosh, Shaf. Kan, I told you, I'm fine. I don't feel anything wrong with my stomach."

" Hmm.." he just sneered a little.

That handsome guy Like Grace is angry right now. It was very clearly visible through the look of his eyes and also the pull of the corner of his lips.

" okay, okay. I'm mistaken... I'm sorry. I promise, I won't do it again "I said as I touched her shoulder.

He moved a little to the side. His lips still fell tight. Owalahhh. Yes, pardon.I forgot, this mother's daughter-in-law is the same as me if it's sulking. It's hard to persuade him. I've been willing to lower my pride, nah. instead of being responded to with a hug, even the silence of his mouth. Fucking tired.....

Ahhh. I was long-suffering too if I had to seduce her again. Unuseful...

It's up to him. If you really want diem - dieman, okay. I will serve. Asthma. This, not the cans. All of you...wasn't his intention to do my leg? So, I deliberately thrust again next to my foot and pura - pura grimaced in pain when she applied the bruise medicine on my next leg again. I deliberately lifted my legs high - high until my underwear was revealed sweetly greeting Syafrie's view.

Rasain. Who told .....?

But Syafrie's foundation of faith is strong, he's not tempted. The look in his eyes he subdued while continuing to treat my legs.

Eventually, Syafrie and I were both swept away in silence. In silence, my mind went back to the events at the market last night.

I smiled amusedly by myself, as I remembered how I beat up the caterpillar teaser woman. How does it look at the moment. Satisfied with my heart when holding his hair that was plucked when I took it.

It's funny when I see his bruised blue face gone. While crying she complains to her husband.eh I mean the husband of the person. Medusa basic.... Seeing that I was more eager to trace - traces of the face of the woman the actor.

I also grew furious and hated the Sissy Jubair. If Syafrie used to be my great enemy, then his position is now displaced replaced by Jubair.

How not.. compared to guarding the heart of the wife, he prefers to hug and calm the 'fur wrestling' in front of his wife. I would have loved to kick the man's ass if it hadn't been held by someone else.

I again felt indignation in my heart as I remembered the incident. Unknowingly the books - my knuckles were clenched. However, the other memories tucked away were also present. Earlier before going on the papah by Jubair, the 'Furfly plate' still had time to shout at me, will report myself to the police.

Remembering that, I immediately closed my mouth involuntarily while rubbing my distended stomach. Panic began to attack me. I've finished my arrogance. My bravery that was stirring, now gone, yawned somewhere when I remembered about my pregnancy.