The Mafia Is My Hubby
Henzie sick2

half an hour Gin back struggling with the kitchen is not in vain, a bowl of porridge added miso sauce and the eggs immediately run out.

After eating the porridge, Henzie fell asleep forgetting the medicine he had to drink.

“ Henzie.” says Gin softly. He stroked his wife's hair and smiled warmly at the face of his wife who began to brighten again after previously his face was very pale, which even to open his eyes he was not strong. But the woman who is considered weak and not considered by Gin is still doing her job of cooking for Gin despite illness, and ended with fainting while heading to the bathroom.

Gin took Henzie's medicine, took it with water that filled his mouth and tied his lips to Henzie's lips to allow Henzie to take the medicine through Gin's mouth.

Glucose! The medicine has been swallowed by Henzie, but Gin's lips seem reluctant to move away from his wife's lips that taste sweet, even without polishing though. In wet his wife's lips that dry also cracked because of her pain. Sipping slowly. After the man felt Henzie's lips for the first time, his wife's thin lips were as opium to Gin to ask again and again.

‘ is very sweet.’ said Gin with a sweet smile on his lips, he rubbed the lips of his wife who is still sleeping soundly, or maybe he woke up but reluctant to open his eyes as before?

After pressing the automatic button in the dishwasher, Gin returned to the second floor, but the one that was headed was not his room but his wife's room. He smiled again at his wife who was still asleep, some say if people cover the image in front of the man - will look at the personality of the person while sleeping.

What he saw now was Henzie who was asleep with a calm face and also his mouth closed even noisily coming out of his mouth. Though this woman looks so clumsy, one would think if the clumsy woman is identical to the snoring sound as well as drool dripping. Thinking about it made Gin laugh a little. Everything imagined turned out to be inversely proportional, Henzie fell asleep with his peace, only he sometimes moved a small right and left.

“ with you restore myself back to what I used to be.” Gin said beginning to lie on the side of his wife who was on his back. Gin hugged Henzie and brought his face close to the niche of his wife's neck. Inhaling deeply in the smell of his wife as if recording this smell in the memory of his brain so that later when far apart he did not miss the figure of his wife who later filled his heart and mind.

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Henzie opened his eyes. In the sense that his head did not hurt, the woman was about to stand up from her sleep towards the bathroom. But his stomach felt heavy as if something was piercing his stomach. It was his eyes to see what was in front of him. A human field chest? Henzie looked up at who the person in front of him was. His life has not yet fully returned to his body. Until she found out that the person sleeping next to her was her husband.

Either Henzie's a little lola or his life hasn't fully returned. He did not care about it and went to sit to go to the bathroom in his room because he wanted to pee. With a heart Henzie walked to the bathroom in his room.

“ where are you going?” say a voice. Henzie looked at the source of the sound coming from his bed.

“ bathroom.” said Henzie.

“ need help?” said Gin. Henzie flicked his hand indicating no.

After completing his nature call, Henzie slowly realized that the one who had slept with him was his husband, Gin.

“ hem?” gin made his hand a pillow.

“ to..., why sleep in my room?”

“ hem? I'm afraid if you fall again so I sleep here.” Gin said. Henzie walked towards where he had slept again.

“ your head still hurts?” revealed Gin after Henzie sat in his original position.

“ a little, just still heavy on the back of the head.” said Henzie holding his nape.

“ your body is still hot?” gin stretched out his hand to touch Henzie's forehead.

“ hem..., already meningan.” said Gin compared with his temperature.

“ sleep again, later take the medicine again.” said Gin along lying on Henzie's side.

“ you're not going to the office?” said Henzie began to lie down and justify his blanket.

“ where might I leave a sick person alone?” gin closed his eyes.

“ sorry.” said Henzie.

“ is fine, you are my wife and as a husband I still have an obligation to take care of you.” said Gin. But did not get an answer from Henzie, in the lyrics at a glance and found if Henzie had fallen asleep. No wonder his blood pressure was so low just by closing his eyes must have fallen into a dreamland.

Gin reached out his hand, stroking Henzie's messy hair as these few days did not get out of bed due to weakness, he just got up to cook and help Gin get ready for the office. In his eyes briefly the face of his wife who was asleep in peace and peeked at his wife's forehead before finally pulling his wife into his arms. Peace for his little wife.

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