That Barbarian girl is my wife
Sleeping One Bed

"By!"

Ditya called his wife who was busy changing bed linen owned by Ditya who was also hit by vomit.

Currently the man was sitting in his study chair which doubles as a dressing chair.

Ditya manut-manut only when Cyra told him to get up from the bed because it will be replaced the bed sheet. Not afraid, but Ditya is not having much energy for debate. Moreover, after that he vomited all his stomach contents in the lap of the wife.

"I'm sorry, Ra! I didn't mean it, really! My stomach was suddenly nauseous and I couldn't hold it anymore" he said with regret.

"Udah!"

Cyra finished replacing the mattress with a new one.

"Sleep again, gih!" his orders to get Ditya back to fall.

"Ra, don't be mad, dong!" whinek Ditya who had returned to lying in the mattress.

"Rest! I have to shower again so I don't smell vomit!"

Cyra went straight out of her husband's room without caring about the man's call.

His heart is still very thick.

Yes, it was cobbled because it was hit by vomit and forced to clean it yourself, dongkol because Ditya did not want to seek treatment, also dongkol why have to take another bath?! Just an hour ago, she took an afternoon shower.

Brmr!!

Cyra ran to her room wearing only a towel because she felt cold after taking a second bath.

"Ck! What else, anyway, is there a stubborn man?! Don't know what, I'm cold like this?!"

Cyra was grieving when she heard Ditya just keep calling her. In fact, he had just sought his most comfortable position looking for warmth under the blanket that wrapped his body so as not to get cold.

"What else is it?"

Cyra bows her head into the husband's room.

"May you ask for help?!" said Ditya hesitated when he saw the face of the wife in jutek mode.

"Hm!" cyra Gumam.

"I want to drink warm water, but my head is so dizzy. Can I have you please get it?!"

"Hmm, yeah!"

Five minutes later Cyra came in with a glass of warm tea and also a glass of warm fresh water.

"Thank you!"

Ditya received his warm water and drank it up to half.

"You want the tea?!"

Cyra thrust her warm tea glass in front of Ditya.

"No!" rejecting wail.

"Fear of nausea again, it'll trouble you again."

"It's ginger tea, brother! in addition to warming the body, ginger tea can also reduce nausea. Try it!"

Cyra thrust her glass even closer to Ditya's mouth.

Ditya hesitantly drank Cyra's ginger tea.

"How, yummy, right? No nausea, right?!"

Ditya nodded and drank the wife's tea again.

"Ck! He said he didn't want to, but now the tea is spent alone. Basic PPKM!" cebik Cyra while putting an empty glass of tea.

"What is PPKM?!" tanya Ditya did not mean.

"The Temple is Dirty!!" sahut Cyra relax.

"Hehe ...!" ditya Grin.

There's-there's just his wife making up terms.

"Hm!!"

Cyra just muttered.

The girl was about to leave the room again, but she stopped immediately.

"Eh, where are you going?!"

"Sleep, cold! Because you threw up on me, I had to take a bath twice this afternoon. Where it's out of the rain, the weather's getting colder."

"Don't go, Ra! Just sleep here! Let me need something later, I'll easily ask him for help."

"But ...,"

"here! The bed is still fit for both, really."

"All right!"

With doubt Cyra also stepped towards the side of the bed that immediately stuck the padlock.

The girl immediately pulled the bed cover owned by her husband and immediately wrapped herself comfortably.

"Gee!"

Cyra jumped when he felt Ditya entered the bed cover and close the body by wrapping his right hand on his waist.

"Well, what's wrong with Ditya?!" tanyanya nervous.

At the age of her marriage, it was only the first time they were in such a close and sein*im position.

"I feel cold too. You're right! The air is getting colder and colder. Plus the rain is getting heavier."

"But why is it like this?! cyra lirih.

His heartbeat suddenly thumped incoherently.

"Let's warm each other up. Besides, it's my blanket. I also have the right to wear it" Ditya said flatly.

"Then I sleep in my room."

Just as Cyra was about to wake up, her body was pulled tight by Ditya so that it hit the chest of the male field.

"Have it, just sleep!"

He then wrapped his arm around his wife's tiny body.

"But, Brother," great-grandson Cyra.

"Sleep, or I'll force my due tonight!"

Threatened like that, Cyra instantly fell silent stiff.

The girl was well aware of her husband's words. For her own safety, Cyra turned to wait for Ditya.

But, it became a golden opportunity for Ditya because, with such a position, he could hug his wife even tighter.

"Don't move! You can wake up a sleeping cobra. If you wake him up, get ready to get a blast can turn him off."

"Ih, Brother Ditya said what, anyway?! Not funny, you know?!"

"I'm serious, my dear wife! Go sleep! Or do you want to try it?!"

"Got!!" cry Cyra quickly.

"Dam!!"

Cyra shuddered in horror at the sight of the cobra looking for prey.

"Eat him sleep here and don't move much! My head is still dizzy. My fever is not normal either. Stay here in case I need anything!"

Be the second tonight for the first time during the wedding they sleep together in one room, in one bed, even in the same blanket.

I don't know because of the blanket, either because of Ditya's embrace. Obviously, Cyra felt very comfortable in her sleep tonight.

And for the first time Cyra also felt a very sound sleep since leaving her favorite queen size bed in the big house.

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