The Injured
Special and Over Protective

In accordance with Radit's words. The next morning Radit and Echa went to the grave of the Mamih. They went with their three children. Indeed, Radit and Echa both carry one child. One more they push in the stroller.

Unexpectedly, their three children laughed together when they arrived next to the mamah navel. They look very happy.

"Assalamualaikum, Mih" said Radit.

Echa is confused by her three children who seem very happy. Keep laughing and babbling like someone is inviting them to play.

"Maybe Mamih is here. Ask them to joke. Meeting kangen with his grandchildren" Radit told Echa.

"The invisible world exists. If, not believing is okay. But we should respect each other." Echa understood what Radit meant. He also nodded slowly.

After offering prayers and introducing one by one his daughter to the Mamih. Radit decides to return to Addhitama's residence. Before they go back home.

"Uncle and Aunty why don't you take Iyo?" Rio was already shaking his waist with a face that looked angry.

"Let's not be the same uncle and aunty" forbade Nesha in soft language.

"Let's meet Oma, Mih," he whined.

"Can aunty and Uncle and his three dolls change clothes first? Just answered aunty's question from Iyo." Rio also nodded.

"Sonny's son, smart boy." Echa gently rubbed Rio's head affectionately.

Rifal came with a snack in his hand. Sitting sweetly with his nephew.

"Not exactly the same as aunty. Rio dear aunty?" Without lingering he nodded and took the snacks that were on Rifal's lap.

"Have a study what is Echa? Can make this a brat." Nesha just laughed at Rifal's chattering.

Radit continued to hug Echa's body. He was very reluctant to let go of his wife's body.

"Why Ay?"

"Tomorrow I'm gone. What about you guys?" A question full of worries.

"Me and the kids will be fine, Ay. The important thing is, you talk to the three of them so they don't look for you." The triplets seem to know if his father went out of town. They will cry together. Not going to sleep to make Echa tired.

"Again just one day. If all your work is done, you can go straight home."

"It's just that I'm worried, honey," Radit added.

Their affection was paused by the presence of their niece who impolitely walked into the room.

"Why not go down?" summits Rio.

Echa laughed and led Rio to the sofa. While Radit snorted in annoyance.

"How are you not polite? Don't knock on the door if you come in, "sold Radit.

"Say Om Ifal, it's okay to just go in." Rio's answer made Radit furious. While Rifal who was hiding beside the front door laughed.

"Awas Bang, I said to Papih anyway if Abang again close to Key ...."

The sound of the cries of the three children Radit made Radit stop Radit's speech.

"Ay," furious Echa.

"I'm sorry, honey," Radit said.

Echa had to rock her son in turn. Then they fell asleep again. Rio also fell asleep on the sofa.

"I'm sorry" said Radit. Moreover, the wife looks very exhausted.

"You rest, yeah." Radit leads Echa to the bed.

After Echa's body lay down, she gently massaged the wife's leg. It didn't take long for Echa to fall asleep with her peace.

Radit's lips lifted slightly looking at the Echa who looked soundly. He kissed Echa's forehead. The knock on the door made Radit move.

"What's wrong, Mommy?" radit asked when he saw Nesha at the door.

"Rio there?" Radit just nodded.

"Can you come in?"

"Please" answered Nesha.

Nesha smiled when she saw Rio falling asleep very soundly. So did Echa who had fallen asleep.

"You're very lucky, Dit. Getting a woman like Echa. Women are limited edition in this day and age" said Nesha.

"Yes, that's why I fight for him. Don't want to give up on you, brother," he explained.

Nesha smiled at Radit who was always sweet towards Echa. So does Echa who really appreciates Radit.

In Addhitama house does look peaceful in contrast to Rion's residence. Two teenagers are ruffling the kitchen.

"Udah buy all 'em, don't you, Bee?" asked Riana who was peeling the onion while sobbing.

"It should be, brother. You see, I'm nipped to Mamah" replied Beeya.

"Wrigging squid like this one more rame on Twitter, yes," kekeh Beeya.

Riana shook Beeya's head while snorting in annoyance. "Wash your brain with running water" Riana said.

The boy calmly breezed towards the kitchen. He tilted his head towards Riana and Beeya before taking a snack in the refrigerator.

"Said Mom, it's a clean wash. The red onion is not much. Don't forget garlic is the same as onions. Even better plus cayenne pepper."

Beeya and Riana looked at each other at Iyan's explanation. Especially when he calls mom.

"Whose mother, Yan?" ask Beeya curiously.

Iyan shook his shoulder. Then look towards the sink.

"Mother is there. Paying more attention to Brother two," he said casually.

The two teenagers were starting to get scared. Moreover, their hair began to bristle.

"Iyan, don't nakutin," riana jolted.

"I don't want to. That's the truth," Iyan replied again.

"Lady!" beeya and Riana shouted at the same time. When Iyan left the two of them with the cold still gripping.

Rion who was relaxing in the side courtyard rushed towards the kitchen.

"What's wrong?" rion asked confusedly.

"Dad, Dad. Iyan nakutin us," riana.

"Don't listen to Iyan. He likes to imagine" added Rion.

"Next the cooking. Dad's gonna be the judge." Riana and Beeya raised both their thumbs.

Rion let out a rough sigh, he still did not believe in the privileges Iyan had. Rion just considered it a coincidence. Hence, Iyan would rather tell Radit than his father. Radit understood himself better and never denounced his words.

Rion's footsteps led him into the backyard. There is a mini fish pond that Rion deliberately made. His forehead frowned as Iyan laughed to himself and spoke to himself.

Rion widened his eyes as Iyan lay beside the pond. His eyes closed and his mouth kept talking.

"Mother came for sure because Iyan was missing Mommy right."

Rion's heart was sliced to hear the words after speech that came out from Iyan's mouth. Mother and mother, those two words made Rion sad. The condition of his youngest son is very sad. Always ignored by the people. However, he is the one who is not angry with what the mother did.

The pat on Rion's shoulder, made him slightly flinch. He looked towards the side. There's Radit in there.

"When are you home?" The question that Rion asked with eyes still fixed on Iyan.

"Newly arrived. Just put the kids in the room 'cause they're sleeping in the car." Rion gave a small nod with a gaze still fixed on Iyan.

"Iyan's a special kid. Don't think he's weird" Radit said.

"Why is he different from other kids? When Iyan age children like to play, Iyan even happy with the gadget in his hands. This place is a favorite place for Iyan" explained Rion.

"He's a special kid, Dad." Rion looked towards Radit. His eyes asked for a more complete explanation.

"Later, we'll talk together. Let Daddy and the others know too" Radit said.

Just now the melow drama is about to happen. There was already drama coming from the direction of the kitchen. Radit and Rion immediately ran towards the kitchen.

"The kiss is alive" cried Beeya.

The hot oil exploded and splashed in all directions. Making Riana and Beeya run scared. Not turning off the stove.

"Oh God!" exclaim Echa who saw the black smoke already billowed upwards.

With a fairly large pot lid. Able to block the splash onto Echa's body, with a slightly wide step she approached towards the stove. Turn off the fire lighter.

"Aw!" ringice.

"Dear you're okay?" Radit that was about to approach was forbidden by Echa.

"Don't go near Ay. You'll get a hot oil blast." Radit just follow. Echa rushed away from the stove towards the sink that was in the dining room.

His hands were doused with running water so as not to blister due to exposure to hot oil. Radit's eyes widened when he saw Echa's hands reddened by the action of hot oil.

"Honey, it's so wide hit by the hot oil." Worry is definitely Radit feel. Moreover, Echa's right hand is affected by the splash.

"It's just a little Ay. Don't overdo it," added Echa. She felt her husband was overreacting.

"How's lebay? That's your hand hurt so. It's red, still say it's okay" Radit said.

"We're going to the hospital now" Radit asked.

"Well, I'm serious it's okay."

"To the hospital or tomorrow I have Papih's three baby sitters come here." Two choices Radit gave to Echa.

Echa must be patient to face the husband who is really overprotective. He let out a rough sigh before replying, "yes we're going to the hospital."

That's the answer Radit's waiting for. Radit is very confident Echa will choose the first choice because Echa is adamant not to use the services of baby sitters in raising her three children.

Radit takes tissue to clean Echa's hands. Do not forget to put a special ointment for burns as first aid.

"Dad, Radit tipped the triplets." Rion who was in the trial of Beeya and Riana looked confusedly at Radit.

"Where are you going?"

"To the hospital, the back of Echa's hand was splashed with hot oil. The splash was quite wide. Radit was afraid that the wound was getting worse." Rion nodded.

"Father, just a cut like this" said Echa, showing the back of her hand that was splashed with hot oil.

"So doang?" reload Radit who really dislikes Echa's speech.

"Follow your husband. It was wide enough for the wound. You are afraid that you will not be able to hold your children. It's the right hand, danger if anything happens." Echa snorted annoyedly at the words of her father.

Inevitably Echa must follow Radit's steps. He went to the hospital where he used to practice. Radit called a dermatologist there.

"Well, I'm okay. I often think so." Echa began to calm her husband who still looked worried.

"The wound is quite wide, Yang. Now you follow what I said. No debate." Echa was annoyed by Radit's attitude like this. He chose to look towards the window rather than looking towards the side.

Husband sucks.

At the hospital, Radit is greeted warmly by Alfian's doctor. Talk for a while and then go inside. Doctor Alfian smiled as he examined the wound on Echa's hand.

"Right doc, I'm fine" added Echa as she stared intently at Radit.

"Never take my wife to the hospital. Take the wife only for hot oil, "kiss doctor Alfian.

"Where?" ask Radit.

"Later given medicine in the same ointment," replied Alfian's doctor.

"Beyond expectations, Dr. Radit," whispered Dr. Alfian.

Radit's forehead shriveled at the words of Dr. Alfian. "A very amazing woman" he continued.

Radit just smiled and stared at his wife who was busy with the gadget in her hand.

"I'm very lucky to get it." Doctor Alfian laughed hearing that.

Radit held his wife's hand very possessively towards the parking lot. Warm greetings from nurses and hospital workers were only answered nods by Radit.

"The workers are beautiful, yes," said Echa.

"Nothing special" Radit said, now focusing on steering.

"Times?" Radit looked at his wife. Then, stop the car on the shoulder of the road.

"My eyes and heart are closed. You are the most beautiful and kind woman. Only you can take my heart. Still able to make my chest beat fast if ...."

Radit advanced his face, kissing Cherry's red lips so gently that Echa began to feel a different sensation. This is the first time they kissed in a car together.

Echa's hand was already embracing Radit's neck while Radit's hand was no longer willing to stay still. Provides a sensation that makes Echa float and continue to float. However, that activity stopped when Radit's hand touched Echa's lower abdomen. Still got scars there. He realized it was his stupid act.

Radit stuck his forehead with Echa's forehead. Their breaths are still clashing against each other. It's like a race to breathe oxygen.

"Sorry, Honey. I can't do it yet. I don't want to make you sick. We should all consult a gynecologist." Echa stared at Radit who now gently rubbed Echa's lips wet because of his actions.

"What about you? How long can I hold it?" Sometimes bad thoughts come to him. It has been six months that Radit has been able to withstand his biological needs. Doctors say after three months they can start to get in touch. It's just with a slow rhythm.

However, six months passed. Radit still able to hold it alone or channel it to other women? Those bad thoughts always haunt Echa.

"I can handle it, honey."

"With another woman?" Echa's teary eyes said that.

"Why do you think it's like that?" Radit peels Echa's eyelids alternately.

"I can play by myself, honey. Or flushing my body with cold water to neutralize everything."

"Why not do it? I'm fine." Radit smiled, then briefly kissed Echa's lips.

"Dear no, I don't want to make you sick. After the doctor said that everything had improved. I just did. I'm ready to wait for him, honey."

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