The Barbarians
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Asya put it back in the plastic. He looked at Arsen puzzled at the sight of two other plastic snacks. "Not much of this?"

"Make you the same Cindul. Pororo has Cindul yaa." Asya looked up, "What's the difference?"

"Cindul can't eat a lot of chocolate. Later toothache, kasian is young." Asya Berohria then put Cilla's plastic on the kitchen table. "Judah I'm mo to the room, mo change your clothes." Asya went followed by Arsen.

Arsen felt very dizzy when he arrived at the house, but he still did not want to complain. Arriving at the room, Arsen slammed himself into the mattress in the face down position.

Asya let it go, maybe Arsen was exhausted, Asya thought leisurely. Finished getting ready all sorts, Asya approached Arsen who was still face down. "Darling? You don't shower, or you don't want to change?"

"Hm? Yes, baby, I'll follow you later." Asya looks unbearable to see Arsen, really looks very tired. He stroked Arsen's hair.

Just once stroking, Asya felt that there was something in his hand. Asya was shocked when she saw that there was blood on her hands. Asya panicked, "Honey. What's your head?"

"Why? Why what?"

"Truthfully so, what are you doing? Your head is bleeding ishh. You know why not be careful," Asya took a tissue to wipe his hands and wipe the blood on Arsen's head.

Arsen hesitated, he grabbed it himself. 'Damn it, why didn't anyone say that this was bleeding earlier' Arsen's mind was upset. He really just realized that. Looks like Arsen was hit by a nail in the beam to punch Stevan to him.

"Ih, a lot of blood... Does it hurt, honey? How could it be? What are you doing, ehh?!" Hearing Asya's voice trembling slightly, Arsen turned to look. "Why cry?"

"Well, how not?! This. ah you mahh. Wait here let me get P3K." Arsen shook his head, "It's gonna be dry, just a little wound, baby. You continue to attend the show."

"Diem's. Don't be a baffle. Where's the car key?" Not to mention Arsen replied, Asya who saw the key on the table immediately took it and left. Arsen was silent, closing his eyes again.

Asya went to the garage from the back door. On the way, Asya meets Alex. "Why are you panicking? Arsen's back, right?"

"Udah, but that's why his head is bleeding. I'm gonna go get P3K, you help mommy first, okay?" Alex nodded, he instead went to Arsen's room, and Asya herself continued on towards the car while running.

"Lu why, bro?" alex asked a little worried. "Little injuries, don't worry. Help your mother there you." Alex did not heed Arsen's words, he approached and felt his head.

"Bangkee you. Little where? It's plenty. Where did you get the nails? How strong, not fainted?"

"Whispering." Alex fell silent. A split second later, Asya came still bored. He opened the P3K box and approached Arsen trying to treat.

It looks a bit difficult because of Arsen's face down position. Yes, the time he sat on Arsen's body. "What is this how?"

"Here I am," Alex immediately rejected Asya. "No. You help me, Alex. Let Arsen be my business." Asya continued to try to find the right position. The most annoying thing, Arsen did not dwell at all.

"Here I am, Asya. You help my mom, change it. When I'm done, I'm out." Asya shook her head, "Gue aja, Lex. There you are medgatt."

"Gue—"

"Whispering. I'm not going to help your mother both, don't be noisy here." Asya and Alex were silent. The recurrence of dizzy people they recok. Alex relented, he came out of the room.

"I'll help you after your medicine." Arsen turned his head towards Asya who was sitting on a chair near the dressing table.

"Here you let me take medicine." Arsen got up, he approached Asya staggering then Arsen sat on his lap and faced his wife.

Arsen's head was right on Asya's shoulder, leading to Asya's neck. Asya let out a long sigh, "This is how am I supposed to take care of her position like this?" ask Asya confused. "It's not necessary to be on medication, it's just a small wound."

"Ck. Not in check."

A minute later, Alex came back. "Allahuakbar, what the hell nech? Tarnish my eyes." Asya placed an index finger on her lips, hinting to be silent. "You came, help me, Lex."

"Daddy huh? Your baby is so big." Alex helps treat Arsen. Arsen looked calm, not twitching, not even moving at all.

"Okay, done."

"Devil times."

"Not protest. This why he's been? Fainted?" I panicked again. "Arsen? The saying? You fainted?"

"Sadang? Arsenic... Wake heyy?" Arsen moved a little. "I didn't faint, honey. My head is dizzy" said Arsen with a heavy voice typical of limp people.

"But you are so fucking dizzy?"

"Not really. You continue to help mommy yes, disinclined if two-two in the room," Arsen kissed Asya cheek at a glance and went back to sleep face down on the mattress. Asya dilemma.

"Oh yes, Shaa, you were called mothera." Asya sighed again then approached Arsen. "If why call me, okay?" Arsen. After peeking at Arsen's cheek, Asya leaves with Alex.

Seen not yet started his studies because no guests have come. Asya headed to the kitchen, approaching the mother-in-law. "Why, mother?"

"Mother should ask that, son. Why were you running around on a panic cake? Any issues?" ask mother. "That was gonna go get Arsen, bun. His head was bleeding, but I don't know why, he hasn't told me."

"Does in the drug mean?" ask her father for change. Asya nodded, "Udah, pa. Help Alex too." Asya berohria's two in-laws.

"What time's it, mom? Can't you if Asya doesn't come? If asked, ntar mother said that there was more business so it could not come. This Asya could not bear to leave Arsen alone in the room, lemes so much hea."

Mother smiled at Asya's expression of panic. "It's not like it, son. There is still Alex. You're with Arsen, you're not a gakpapa."

"What a shit, right, bun? That's when Asya was ready, but see Arsen's head bleed so panic bangett."

"Emang Arsen why, son?" ask Asya's father-in-law again. "Not yet, pa. Arsen has no story. By the way mager he, dizzy times his head."

"Oh, if so, go back to the room. Who knows Arsen wait," Asya felt bad. "I'm sorry, mother."

"Apaan sorry sorry. Just relax, baby." Asya smiled then went to the room after saying goodbye. Asya changed her clothes with a home-made one-set shirt.

"Darling..." Arsen opened his eyes, his wife lying next to him. "Don't you help mom?"

"I can't leave you here. Still dizzy with his head? Just go to the hospital, come on?" Arsen. "Wouldn't. Your same hug the cake can heal," said Arsen modus.

Arsen drew closer to his wife and hugged her from the side. Arsen's head was in the recess of Asya's neck. Asya tried to find her position. He could not shift anymore because it was locked by Arsen. Asya kept quiet, leaving Arsen in his position.

Two minutes passed, and Arsen suddenly turned his back to Asya. "Hey, why?" ask Asya confused. Asya woke up from her sleep and approached Arsen. "Why go back? How am I on the back?"

"I'm hot, my breath is too. I don't want you to follow. Same mother, help mother." Asya sighed for the umpteenth time. "Wouldn't. Turn around now, hug me."

Arsen.

"Darling, don't hear what I said?" Arsen remained silent. "Wouldn't you? Okay. No more hugs or skinsh—" Arsen turned around and hugged Asya again.

Asya smiled happily. The threat mode always works. Asya was able to move this time, she returned Arsen's embrace. "Infant."

"You're a baby" said Arsen.

"You are a baby. Want to take some medicine?"

"Necessary. The cake can be cured immediately when playing horses." Asya looked at Arsen cynically. "You're sick too, perverted, wonder how you look."

Arsen laughed softly. "Just the same as you fuck."

"Yes, if I'm with someone else, I'll poke your head. Udah ah, rest let spit healed. Get well soon daddy." Arsen auto literate staring Asya. "What's? You're my sugar daddyy."

Arsen laughs. "Sugar oppa me, not sugar daddy."

....・。.・゜✭・...

Asya woke up right when she heard the adhan maghrib. Asya also overslept because she accompanied Arsen in the room all day. Seeing Arsen curled up and taking off his arms, Asya tried to get down without waking up her husband.

Asya took a shower, prayed, and did what he had done before Arsen was again fussy. After that, Asya went out of the room. The event at his parents' house is over. On the road to the kitchen, Asya meets Alex again.

"May mintol broc?"

"Doof?"

"Not do it. I'm afraid of the wrong medication, so you call the usual doctor to the house, you know?" Alex nodded. "Bring here?"

"Yes yes. Well this is you buy Egyptian martabak Arsen's favorite like bread canai yaa. The canned bread does not need to use milk," Asya's message long. Alex listened without a sound. "That's all?"

"Yeah. You buy what you want, whatever you want. Oiya, buyin Cilla sweet martabak. Cilla likes it, right?" Alex nodded again. "This is your card, no problem?"

"Will ask the husband. I've been there to stop you. I pray, right?" ask Asya before leaving. "Come on, relax. I'll go first if that's it."

"Yes, the doctor said I called yaaa!"

"Iyoo." Alex left home alone. Asya herself went to the kitchen. It turned out that Asya's in-laws were there. "Eh there's papa sama mama."

"There's Cilla too, brother!" greeting Cilla pleased. Asya smiled, "Yeah. There's Cilla who gumushh."

"What art, yes?" ask papa. "Yes, pa. Snuggle him up on the bed. Gegara Asya told Alex to call a doctor. It's so bad."

"Yeah, right. You eat first then. Mother cooked just now," Asya shook her head. He came closer to the refrigerator looking for food. "Arsen hasn't eaten, bun. So Asya's not good to eat either."

"Asya wants to cook her favorite food Arsen bun, hehe. Kan biasany—"

"Mother knows, son. Don't explain it or ah. To someone else we are." Asya scratched her head, "No hesitation, bun. Asya looks like a disrespectful kayak, darita—"

"Sstt. Don't do it, mom doesn't like it. Just relax, okay? You continue to cook first, then eat with Arsen. Papa the same mother wants to go to the next neighbor's house, there's a birthday event." Asya nodded. They also went together.

Asya leaned against the wall while holding onto her chest. "Deg-degan kamprettt, fear of being scolded. Good thing you're good."

After stabilizing himself, Asya again searched for the necessary food ingredients and began cooking favorite Arsen food accompanied by chicken cream soup.

Asya is busy in the kitchen, cooking quickly so that Arsen's meal time is not too late. Although fast, Asya remains concerned with taste and cleanliness, relaxed. Stay good later.

"See, I want the doctor's anther back first." Asya turned around. "Well? How cute is it? When's tahira? When's check?"

"Dah daritadii, you are busy cooking until called also not heardrr," Asya grinned. "Arsen wake? How's medicine?"

"Yes, all of you. Waking up at the end of the day, you were him, too" Alex said. "Arsen tell a lot of rest, Asya. The immunity is so weak it gets sick easily." Asya nodded her head hearing the doctor's words. "Thank you, sir."

"Liet down. I hope you heal soon."

"Yes, aamiin." The doctor smiled and left. Alex was frozen in place. "Why you?"

"Arsen less ration is also itu. Uh, or mostly rations huh?" Asya auto push Alex. "Anter his doctor rather than lu bacot muluuu! My orders were also."

Alex laughs. "Amand. I anterin the doctor first huh?" Asya cleared his throat, Alex left. Asya again saw the cuisine, thank God it is ripe. He turned off the stove and approached Arsen.

"Darling?"

"Hm? Where'd you come from?" arsen asked still limp, his hand holding Asya's hand. "Make food, let's eat."

Arsen. "I'm not—"

"Not to refuse. Come on, mamm, let's get well soon."

Arsen shook his head again. "It's not good, baby, it's not my taste." Asya began to show her sad face to seduce. "I cooked myself earlier, spit-cheek also for your sake, eh even do not want to eat."

Hearing and seeing Asya who looked sad, Arsen felt bad. He was sitting on the headboard. Asya approached to help him.

Arsen smiled at Asya's readiness. His hands stretched out, stroking Asya's cheeks. "Come mamm. But I want you to bribe, okay?"

"of courses. Fucking baby! Wait a minute, I'll take it first yaaa," Asya kissed Arsen's cheek and left. Asya was happy to persuade her rayu succeeded. He brought back a plate of rice and side dishes and there was chicken cream soup and mineral water on the tray.

Arsen was completely unappetizing at the moment, but for the sake of appreciating his wife's efforts, Arsen would forcefully swallow. After all, what Asya cooks is her favorite food.

"His son looked at it, let's take a bribe of akuuu," said Arsen opening his mouth. Asya begins to feed Arsen. Arsenic eats and chews for a long time. Like chewing according to the doctor's teaching, 33x.

"You've eaten?" ask Arsen after the first chew. "You eat, I eat."

"Can't do that. Come eat together. Here I'm a change of mouth." Asya immediately refused. "Is my cooking so good to share?"

"No, my dear. I'm having a hard time, want a granddaughter mik aja bolee ndak?" said Arsen flirting. The understanding Asya narrowed his eyes looking at Arsen. "Any pain can it be?"

"What salaaahh? Want to ask for my milk. Where do you think you are?" Asya. "Mam I'll have grandchildren."

"Take cuddle?"

"KANN??!" Arsen laughs. He began to chew again after being fed Asya. "Now try it while telling a story, why are you? Whither? How can his head be? The chronology story, otherwise I'll take a month."

Arsen drank, he pretended to cough and then returned to his voice. "This is my story, baby. So this morning I didn't go to work, but wanted to find my prisoner. The one who nguntit us. I interrogated him until he finally found out the mastermind behind it all. That's really Stevan. I keep luring Stevan to come too."

"Udah came to him, I kept brackets I went to consult with my father-in-law first how. Discussion back to the warehouse. I'm clucking, fighting a little, abistu he said think how the fate of the bini I. I panicked, so I called you earlier, luckily my wife is home, so it's safe."

"I also went out very badly. How do you keep doing that?" asya asked instead to feed herself. Blio is hungry too.

"I want to go back after calling, Stevan hit me with a very fast wooden block. I don't know if there are any nails, really. Not sure if it bleeds, my men also have nothing to say. But you know what? I'm so strong I didn't faint."

"Strong did not faint but until the house of lemes cake was not given to eat seven thousand centuries AD." Arsen chuckles. "No, my dear."

"Keep, how is he? Daddy asked what? He has a grudge how the hell are we? How nasty bangeettt?"

"Daddy told him to drop the basement without eating. All revenge is also because you were kidnapped the same way." Asya who was drinking almost gushed. "You mean... Which Japanese is it??"

Arsen nodded. "Amazing time, right? He's Mr. Jepan's son. And it turns out I was in an accident because of him."

"Ih... How come there's someone as bad as him, huh? Fortunately, we are notpapaaa. I'm afraid." Arsen smiled, he pulled Asya's hand and stroked her. "I don't have to be afraid, your husband is Arsen."

"Okay, yes shiapp. Mam no more."

"So granddaughter, right? Can, right?" ask Arsen.

"Ready taking medication. Must be healed first just fine," Arsen manyun. Looks sulky. "Don't be a prick, baby."

"Yes, I'm a baby, want a grandchild."

"Yeahaaaa. Later if it heals," Arsen sighed in annoyance, "When it's the cure."

"Yes, I'm taking medicine!" Arsen was happy, smiling mysteriously. "Smiling is prikk, Arsenn! Eat first the abis, if not the abis you that I abbisk."

"On gen—"

"Mauku taboo?"

"Cium ajaa."

"Baby asks for a kiss. Not mahramm!"

"I can't make a new way to know the taste yes. Baby is mute when you are a baby." Asya laughs. "It's so funny that baby is cramming!"

"Can't really walk you later, look at it."

"Aww, atuttt."

"Wahhhh! Nantangin nih is leaked," said Arsen a little annoyed. Asya kept laughing. "It's so funny baby!"

"I'm not a baby, honey!"

"Goddessa. Last night's sleep whimpering mute ask peyukk, sleep curled up, keep this suddenly ask for baby's milk cake." Arsen. "That's a different story. Btw, want to peyuk again dong."