Trapped in Love Lecturer Killer
CHAPTER 71. IN THE HOSPITAL
"You're healing fast."
"I won't heal, even I could die if you leave me, again."
"Mas, I beg you not to divorce me. The thin lips seemed to tremble, tears spilled back into his cheeks.
"Please give me one more chance, I promise I will change, I will be a good wife to you. Please, don't leave me. Take back the divorce suit. I don't want to..."
"Ohhhhh..."Dimas put his index finger on the wife's thin lips.
"Why are your lips so smooth to speak, even though you see your forehead and feet hurt. Rest, so that you can heal quickly."
"Don't leave me again. I beg you..."
"Yes."that one word from the man's mouth made Andini straighten his head even though, his forehead had just been sewn by the doctor for being injured.
"What, Mas?
"Yes? Yeah, you're not gonna leave me and you're not gonna divorce me, are you?"Cerocos Andini with sparkling eyes.
Dimas nodded while smiling faintly.
Andini immediately got up and approached her husband's body, the woman hugged Dimas' permanent body tightly.
"Thank you, Mommy... Thank you for forgiving me."Andini further tightened her embrace, leaning her head on in the field that had given her comfort.
Dimas returned the hug and gently rubbed his wife's back.not having the heart to see his wife who was currently roaring, crying over her who had ignored him.
"I'm also sorry for ignoring you these two days. Until you get hurt like this.
"I'm sorry, baby." said Dimas while giving a warm kiss on the head of the wife.
Suddenly the door opened. Dimas slowly took off Andini's embrace, although the girl's body was still reluctant to move away from him.
The door of the inpatient room opened wide slowly a nurse and a middle-aged woman came carrying a bowl of porridge that was still steaming.
"Alhamdulillah you are better. Then tomorrow you can go home. Now, Andini eat yes, it's porridge." Madam Laras put the bowl of porridge on the nightstand.
"Ma, I'm sorry you've worried all of you."
"Either if riding a motorcycle do not continue racing, surely you were racing earlier, right?"accuse Mrs Laras.
Andini just showed her head, did not dare to look at Laras's at all. Because the allegations of Mrs Laras are true.
"Mama's angry with Andini because Andini's accident? asked the woman with a countenance.
"No, why did it hurt Mama got angry.everything was already nothing to regret. Just earlier Opa you were roaring crying hearing you had an accident.
Opa forced me to come to the hospital, visit you.
"Keep ?"
"You know for yourself, do not walk, just stand up Opa can not" said mrs Laras told.
"Cie Illeh, so do not be pretentious race again you. Look, it's ugly getting worse later." timpal herlan who also entered with Madam laras to the Andini inpatient room.
"Already, we better go home now, there's already a Dimas nak here guarding Andini. Mama Kwatir Opa you will think. If we go home, opa will know that the grandchildren of the bars are fine." said Mrs Laras.
The nurse who checked Andini's condition had come out and closed the door tightly.
The atmosphere became quiet, Dimas just fell silent, somehow the man returned to his original cold and indifferent attitude.
Andini looked at the porridge that had been placed by Mrs Laras on the nightstand.The stomach was quite rumbling because almost one day this was not filled anything.
The woman turned her gaze towards Dimas, who was sitting while playing mobile phone beside her.
"Mas, please get me the porridge dong, miss I'm not nyampe." Andini sorted the challenge with a body that does not shift even a little.
Dimas turned off his phone and put it back in his pants pocket.
Without speaking again, the man immediately took the bowl of porridge earlier and handed it in front of Andini.
"Duh, my hands hurt and limp. Like holding a spoon there can't be, this shaking really." Andini said it as if trembling.
Dimas still did not speak, the man tapped the porridge and thrust it towards Andini's mouth.
Tampa waited a long time, Andini immediately darkened a spoon of porridge.
"God!
Andini took the tissue and pulled out the porridge she had eaten.
His mouth was burning, the porridge was still steaming and hot.
"Gosh the porridge's still hot, huh?" Dimas immediately took a glass of water and thrust it towards Andini."This is a drink first!" the man's face looked panicked, when he saw Andini's face reddened by the heat.
Andini took a glass of water, then gulped it down until half was left.
The woman clasped the glass tightly, holding back the resentment towards her husband.
"She, if you're not sincere, you better not help me." Andini angrily returned the glass of water and would take a bowl of porridge from Dimas' hands.
"But the man held him.
"Sorry, I didn't know the porridge was still hot." Dimas scooped back the porridge, and blew it several times.
After that he put a spoon of the porridge on his lips, to make sure the porridge is still hot or not.
Andini smiled faintly when she saw the warm attitude of her husband.
"It's not hot anymore, now eat, yes!"Dimas brought one spoon of the porridge closer to Andini's mouth.
"Pre..." Andini devoured it.
Dimas repeated this several times, until Andini stopped him because he felt full, even though the porridge was not finished.
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