When Love Should Determine
Chapter 100

Larissa was curious about the face of Izzah's husband when the groom's entourage came. This is the first time they met. But when he managed to see his face, he actually felt strange vibrations in the heart, a vibration that should not exist even though he was married.

Larissa chose to occupy herself in the public kitchen in order to forget the feeling. But suddenly he felt a very intense pain in ***********.

Larissa chose to pull over so as not to disturb the others. Try to reduce the pain by drinking as much water while leaning against the wall. But instead of decreasing, the pain is actually more intense attack until the pain feels up to the back.

Larissa was stretched limp, groaning in pain while holding onto her chest. Tears flowed but noiseless. No one was aware of the situation because everyone was so busy at that time.

Larissa groaned and continued to groan, but no one came to her aid. He also tried to get up to seek help.

Larissa walked on all fours near one of the mothers who was not far from her. "Mom, may I ask you a favor?

"What's up, Larissa?."

"Please call my husband," he said softly with a breath of breath. As much as she could endure the pain. His clothes had also been soaked by the sweat that was pouring down.

"Wait a minute! I'll call you."

Larissa leaned against the wall waiting for her husband to come. The eyes began to darken because they could no longer bear the pain.

Amidst the onslaught of increasingly unbearable pain Hamzah arrived. He was surprised half to die when he saw the condition of his wife. "What's up, Encus? Why are you?" he asked in a panic.

Larissa could no longer speak let alone answer her husband's questions. He can only moan and moan. "It hurts, it hurts, it hurts!."

"Where is sick? Is it your chest that hurts again?" Hamzah panicked to hear his wife groaning in pain.

Larissa simply nodded to answer his question. His sight is getting dark.

"Then we go home now so you can rest. You must be tired, right?."

Back Larissa nodded to answer her husband's question.

Without saying much Hamzah helped to get Larissa. But he refused on the grounds that he did not want to be the center of attention.

Hamzah continued to try, but Larissa remained steadfastly refused. Until finally he resigned and obeyed the wishes of his wife.

Larissa is stubborn. Amidst the pain he refused to be helped. He staggered to the point of almost hitting a flower vase.

Hamzah did not let his wife just like that. He also walked in the back. And when he saw Larissa almost hit the vase, he quickly pulled her hand and held her body. "Enough, Larissa! Please don't be stubborn anymore. Your current actions have only made us the center of attention of the invited guests."

Larissa can't resist anymore. Her body was too weak to make her just resigned as her husband carried her body.

"Are you still able to sit on the bike?" asked Hamzah as they arrived at the parking lot."

Although her body is getting weaker, Larissa is trying to be strong. There is no way he let Hamzah continue to carry him until home even though the distance from the event to the house is not too far away. "Yes, I can still!."

Hamzah sat Larissa on the bike and then himself. "Strong grip, Larissa. I don't want you to fall later" she said, wrapping Larissa's hand around her waist.

Larissa gave up on what her husband did. Right now his wish was only one, immediately arriving home and resting.

With one hand, Hamzah drove his bike so cautiously. He tried hard to minimize the shock that occurred during the trip so that Larissa did not get more pain. While one hand again continues to hold Larissa's hand, making sure the handle is not separated from her waist.

"Land your head on my back so that your head does not get dizzy" Hamzah said as he watched from the rear-view mirror reflection his wife repeatedly looked up.

The distance from the event venue to the house is not too far, it only takes about fifteen minutes. But the journey home this time felt so long, especially Hamzah repeatedly stopped the motorbike to make sure that his wife was okay.

Minutes passed, and they arrived home. Hamzah immediately took his wife's body to the room and put her to bed.

"Wait here for a second! I'll make you some warm tea first." Without waiting for approval from his wife Hamzah immediately shot into the kitchen. Deftly he concocted a cup of tea for his wife.

TEh has been done. Hamzah took him to his room immediately. "Here, drink this warm tea first!" he said. The glass filled with tea was placed in front of his wife.

Larissa tried to straighten her body so that she could drink tea made by her husband. But he went back to groaning in pain.

"Be careful! Let me help you sit." Hamzah put the cup in his hand and held Larissa's body, then helped her to sit down. Then he took a pillow and put it behind his wife's back. "Is it more comfortable now?."

Larissa nodded her head. "Yes, Entik, thank you!."

"Now drink this!." Hamzah took back the glass containing the tea made earlier and thrust before the wife.

Larissa took the glass from her husband's hand, but he never drank it.

"What's wrong? Do you want me to drink it for you?" asked Hamzah.

Larissa just shook her head. "No need! I can do it myself."

"Then drink up quickly! After that rest!."

Larissa took a sip of tea in the glass until half was left. Then she returned the glass to her husband.

"Now lay down your body again. I'll accompany you here." Hamzah helped lay Larissa's body back down after putting the glass on the nightstand. Then he pulled out a blanket to cover the wife's body. "Rest!."

Hamzah then positioned himself near the feet of Larissa. His hand reached out to touch that part. Then she gave him a gentle massage.

Larissa closed her eyes when she felt a gentle massage on her feet. "What are you doing, Entik?."

Hamzah smiled shadyly. "I'm just massaging your legs so you're more comfortable."

Larissa returned her husband's smile by uploading her sweetest smile. "Thank you for taking care of me. Keep it like this no matter what."

Hamzah answered nothing and asked, "Is it better now?."

Larissa nodded, and Hamzah asked again, "Is your chest still hurting?."

This time Larissa answered with a slit. "It doesn't hurt too much."

"Then go to sleep now!," stopped her massage on Larissa's legs in order to rest in peace.

But before Larissa really closed her eyes she asked again, "if you're I'm staying for a while to pick up Zahra, okay?."

Larissa nodded. "But not for long."

Hamzah nodded and disappeared behind the door after previously landing a friendly kiss on his wife's forehead.

Larissa stared at Hamzah's back until she was lost from sight. Tired of guilt in the heart because it had been fascinated by other men even though it was unintentional. "I'm sorry!" he said softly.