The Substitute Sister-in-law
Little nervous

Gane who felt pain in his waist, he agreed if the wife would massage him.

Nanney who realized if the face was her own husband, as much as possible in order for her to remain calm. Even though there is a nervous feeling.

Gane who was so cute, he immediately took off his clothes without any shame even on his wife.

"She said he wanted to be a masseur, hem."

"Eh yes, sorry." Nanney said, then he grimaced.

"Why? embarrassed? there are glasses."

"So who is ashamed."

"Who knows." Gane.

"Sir Gane shut up, do you want to be sorted or not? I've been very sleepy, Sister's hunt to sleep on her stomach." Pinta Nanney, while Gane immediately changed his position as requested by his wife.

"Yes yes, take it."

Nanney who did not want to waste her time because of drowsiness that can not be held anymore, immediately she began to massage the waist belongs to her husband.

Before starting the massage, Nanney took a deep breath and slowly threw it away. After that, she tried to do a massage on the waist belonging to her husband.

"Aw!" peek Gane with reflexes when feeling pain when the wife is massaging her.

"Are you crazy, ha! it's true to torture me, you're this." He said while grimacing withstanding the pain he was feeling.

"Be quiet, I'm massaging your waist, Brother Gane."

"You, dare to yell at me apparently." Gane said furiously, of course, still enduring the pain he was feeling.

"Aw! damn it, instead of healing, there's more crumbling my waist." He screeched while grumbling.

Nanney, who did not care about the clash of her husband, preferred to be quiet and continued to massage the waist belonging to her husband.

'If it wasn't for my fault, I would never have been willing to massage her.' His mind while massaging and of course with a feeling full of annoyance.

Painfully, Nanney continued to massage her until she thought it was enough. While Gane who feels good when getting a massage from his wife, whether since when if he had fallen asleep from his sleep.

Nanney, who felt that it was enough to massage the waist of her husband who felt sick, ended it.

"Sister Gane, get up. The massage is over, I'm going to sleep." Call Nanney, but don't get any response from her husband.

"Sister, get up." Call Nanney the second time, still not get the approval from her husband until more than twice called the husband.

Out of curiosity, Nanney turned her husband.

"Sleep, sleep. This is so nice of a person. I've been sequencing her, eee danya's sleeping." Nanney grumbled as she set her eyes on the husband.

Nanney who was feeling bullied, finally he immediately went to sleep. But previously, Nanney washed his hands and washed his face to feel fresh when he was about to sleep.

Gane, pretending to be asleep, opened her eyes and smiled as she walked into the bathroom.

Gane, who found his wife out of the bathroom, pretended to close her eyes.

Not wanting to add any more trouble, Nanney chose to sleep on the sofa. But his intention was undo, for him it was safer to sleep in a separate room.

At that time, Nanney recalled that there were two rooms in the house. Namely, the room of her husband and Ciko, she thought. Slowly, Nanney walked out of her husband's room.

Gane who had noticed the motion of his wife who was secretly going out of the room, immediately sat down and leaned on the head of the bed.

"Where are you going?"

Instantly, Nanney suddenly stopped near the door. Then, he looked back.

"I'm going to get some water, brother. I'm serious, and I'm not lying. My throat is so dry and painful, I'm afraid I'm going to get strep throat." Answer with reason.

"Don't be long, sneak." He said, Nanney nodded his head.

"Yes, Brother Gane ...." Answer with a voice made and immediately out of the room.

While walking towards the kitchen, Nanney grumbled throughout those footsteps.

"What the hell does it want that person, really pisses me off. Staying asleep too, what a hard thing. Wake up from all his sleep, what does that mean." His grunt while opening the faucet to take drinking water.

After drinking water, Nanney felt lazy if she had to go back to her husband's room.

Instead Nanney turned to a wall clock that showed the time that the Sun's light had begun to dim.

"Unlike I imagined about my life, it's really very difficult for me to understand, even I find it very boring. I want to see when I'll keep going like this." He said softly while again filling his glass to the brim and drinking it again.

Her chaotic mind, sometimes made her want to be a strong woman and sometimes made her a weak woman.

"I'm so tired, so really tired." Inner Nanney who repeatedly himself sipped his drinking water to the toilet somehow how many glasses he had drunk until his stomach felt bloated.

Gane, who watched his wife through CCTV through his cell phone, felt the same way. Both of them sometimes hate him very much and sometimes also feel sorry when they see the wife is sad. Worrying, between hate and pity. On the one hand, he felt so heavy to lose a brother that he really loved after the departure of his parents.

Nanney who felt that he was not strong enough to drink water, he chose to sleep in any place with a sitting position and lean his head on the dining table.

Gane, who had noticed his wife on his cell phone, immediately came out of the room and took her into the room to rest.

"When are you going to sleep in the dining room? let's go into the room."

"No need, I'm more comfortable sleeping here. I don't want to make the third mistake because of my carelessness. Get out of front of me, I want to sleep well myself." He answered in the same position, leaning his head on the dining table.

Gane, unable to persuade his wife, sat down next to him.

"Alright, instead because you've massaged my waist until it feels light, then I'll accompany you to sleep here." Said Gane who remained adamant.

Nanney who heard it too, she was like being invited to joke by her husband.

"Don't make it up, it's better for Gane to go back to the room. Gane's health is far more important than anything." Nanney said as she read a piece of paper on the table about her husband's health.