The (Former) Mafia
33. Mist Necklace

Bara sat on the edge of the bed after Nabila slammed the door very tight. Those eyes moved uneasily, seeking calm and also the answer to what Nabila had just said, what did his wife mean? Are they not now husband and wife? Who wants to split up? Is he really going to let go of Nabila after he gets bored? But ....

The man laid his body with his eyes closed. For now, he couldn't promise anything. Bara was only afraid if what he felt at this moment was only an admiration. She was afraid that she would misinterpret what she was feeling. In fact, the scariest thing was that he might not have loved that woman. Although ustadz Faisal once said that the household could not be made toys, but, hearing what Nabila said, the woman not only needed an appointment. It will be useless even if he says that he will never divorce the woman.

"What should I do, Nabila!" mumbling Bara massaging her temple. His head began to pulsate, even his body temperature started to be unfriendly.

Another with Bara, another with Nabila. The woman squatted under the pantry table, crying as she bit her arm wrapped in the shirt she was wearing. Why was she so disappointed when she heard nothing from her husband's mouth. Why would she expect her husband to say they won't get a divorce and maybe she expects Bara to say love to her. Funny right?

"O Allah .. If my husband is my soul mate, I beg you to keep our household, but if he is not, please keep us away, deliver us from the bondage of marriage that we do not want!"

When she rubbed the clear hair that was still flowing on her cheeks, the woman moved then smiled, she was not a teenager anymore. It's not good to be sad like this. She's grown up, she's a mother. This is not the time to prioritize your own feelings. There's Ezra hang he has to think about and he's happy.

....

Dinner is on the table. Nabila removed the apron she was wearing and then walked to her room to clean up. Finished with his activities, Nabila intended to go back outside, however, someone who was sleeping in bed made him frown.

"Sir!" call Nabila to touch her husband's shoulder slowly. However, Bara did not answer, he touched Bara's forehead until the eyes were round because of the hot temperature thrown.

"Father fever!" nabila gumam. The woman was about to move but a hand held her hand. "Sir!"

"I'm sorry, Nabila!"

Bara spoke while looking at Nabila's face with her eyes.

"Forget that for now, sir! I'll have to see your body temperature first!" nabila said he brushed off Bara's hand to pick up the P3K box. "Astaghfiullah! 40° You really have a fever!"

"When! I'm fine," said Bara when Nabila started looking for towels and water to compress his forehead.

"I'll bring you dinner, after this, just take some medicine!" he said again, and Nabila again darted out of the room. Bara stared at the shadow of the woman who became his wife. So panicked Nabila until he had to pacing like that. Bara sure, Nabila must be very tired, not to mention he had to cook and now even have to take care of it too.

"Honey .. eat the same Ma'am Marlina first, yes! Papa you're sick, mama wants Papa to eat first!" said Nabila carrying a tray containing soup that he had made, rice and water.

"Come on! Ezla is not a child anymore, Mama!"

Nabila smiled. This boy always said that he was no longer a child, when in fact Ezra was still not big.

"Come, sit!" nabila. She helped her husband to lean on the back of the bed and started scooping food for him. "Aaaa .. open her mouth, sir! Careful, it's still hot!"

Just follow without saying anything. He can actually eat by himself. But when he saw Nabila who was playing the role of a good wife, he slightly pulled the tip of his lips, he also really liked this kind of thing. The attention he had not had for decades, he now found from the beautiful woman with wavy black hair who was now feeding him. There is a sense of haru, and also happy. What's wrong with her? Why did he suddenly look like this.

"SPend off! After this take the medicine!"

"Uhukkk!"

"Drink, Sir!" nabila said she was pouring water on her husband's lips.

"I'm not sick, Nabila!"

Again, just shut up and obey. He did not dare to fight Nabila who was still in serious mode. "I'll be back in ten minutes" said Nabila carrying a tray of empty plates out.

"Geez!" said Bara when Nabila had entered his room again. This woman deserves to be a nurse. But no, he did not want his wife to take care of a male patient who would certainly love the beautiful face of the wife. Just like the Fino, that jerk was always trying to steal a start from him.

"Use the water!" nabila. She helped her husband lie down again, but Bara refused.

"I haven't prayed Nabila!"

The woman patted her forehead quite hard. This heartless man already had the same confidence as him. Nabila glanced at the clock on the nightstand, just a few minutes away until the magrib echoed.

"Wait a minute!" Nabila turned around, however, as she was just stepping, Bara pulled her hand. The woman gasped to feel her husband's hot body attached to his back, the husband's right hand wrapped around his collarbone. And another hand was coiled over his stomach. The roar of Bara's breath felt very warm around his neck made a strange rumble in his body suddenly appear.

"Sir!"

"Let it be like this! I told you I don't want to be called, Father. You can call me father when we're in the office, but when we're out of the office, I want you not to call me father. I told you I'm not your father!"

"So?"

"Call me by another call" whispered Bara in her husky voice. He increasingly tightened his embrace on the wife to make the woman in front of him Tremor, Nabila could not control her heartbeat that was getting more and more crazy.

"Sir!"

"No! Call me!"

Somehow it even sounded like a whimper in Nabila's ears, his cheeks heated up, his lips were powerless not to smile.

"I'm going to go out first, sir!"

"Call me first with that name!"

"But!"

"Well, I won't let you go!"

When Nabila clutched the clothes she was wearing, her eyes closed. His lips trembled as he tried to mutter something very heavy for him.

"Mas ..." muttered Nabila.

"Hmmm .. I didn't hear!"

"Coal Gas!"

"What's? I didn't hear!"

"Coal Gas!" said Nabila with a louder voice. The woman immediately moved, running out of the room without turning her head. The man who saw that chuckled, he lowered his head and looked at the door of the room again. This time not only chuckled, he also laughed until he laid his body back on the bed.