You Relieve Me to Take Off
Ch36: The Jutek Lion

Ali's mistake was again made. With a different context. If previously on consciousness. Then for that day mistakes happen from the subconscious.

The girl who slept facing her husband. Faintly his ears heard people muttering indistinctly.

“Wife, I'm sorry!”

“And you should know if I love you so much,” muttered Ali with closed eyes.

The disturbed Wan Aina even narrowed her eyes, gathering her consciousness that had not returned completely

“Mas Ali, this is why delirious,” his grunts while lifting his back.

Seeing the state of Ali who fell asleep in a supine position.

The effect of a broken hand the man had to fall asleep like a ship at sea.

Slowly the girl placed the back of her hand against the forehead of the husband. “Fever,” her great-grandson gradually sat down, to re-assure the condition of her husband.

Quickly Wan Aina uncovered the blanket and ran out of the room, to pick up the basin.

She deftly squeezed out a small towel, which was then placed on her husband's forehead. With my eyes, he stared at the wall clock.

“Still at twelve,” he said withstanding drowsiness.

The second time she squeezed a towel to compress her husband. But his sleepiness this time was truly unbearable, slowly the black eyelids began to close. But when she remembered that she was compressing her husband, she woke up again.

“I can't imagine, if this hot baby. Surely he would be fussy and cry all night,” muttered softly, staring at Ali who was shivering.

“What she said, being a mother is not easy. Especially when the child is hot, can-can stress because of anxiety.”

The girl looked at her husband's face, yawning. He decided to lean on the head of the bed, to stay awake. But in fact, all that does not mean, when the eyelids close again.

The clock moves so fast. Wan Aina started to open her eyes again. His sleeping position last night, made his body ache.

“It's four o'clock, just dawn.”

The girl immediately picked up the towel that was tucked away on her husband's forehead.

“May the heat go down,” hope, put the back of his hand to the forehead. And down to the neck.

“Thank God if it was not as hot as last night,” he said he wanted to get out of bed.

But it was stretched out when his hand was pulled.

“Wife I love you..”.

The girl looked. Her heart thumped when she saw her hands in her husband's hands.

“I love you too Mas!” she looked at the face of her husband, who was still faithfully asleep.

“Eisya Al-qanaah don't leave me...” Ali's remark made Wan Aina's countenance turn upset.

How not, if he who is in the middle of the night awake to compress. But in fact, what was in her husband's mind was only one name.

Jealousy is certain.

The girl slapped her husband's wrist. He accidentally hit Ali's broken right hand.

Instantly the man woke up. Hissing slowly, trying to get up from his sleep.

“Aina please help me,” her door glanced at his wife who was on his back.

“Just ask the person you love,” his voice sounds sniffy.

Ali frowned in astonishment.

It seems that Ali was not aware of what had just happened.

“Why you? It's still morning do not ketus-etus oruh Neng geulis,” he said mode on, when adapting to the tiger female jutek, when just woke up.

Not knowing if his young wife imitated every sentence he spoke, without making a sound.

“Why you?” ali asked who was sitting next to his wife.

But the master looked down, not wanting to see his face.

“Tell me,” said Ali stroking his wife's hair.

“Nothing,” ketus Wan Aina brushed off the hand of the husband who stroked her hair.

As much as Ali's energy stifled laughter, that morning, she had to adapt to being a high school boy, who persuaded her boyfriend out of jealousy.

So let Ali be Dilan next generation.

“Women if you say nothing, has the opposite meaning,” comments.

“What's up, let's say.”

Quickly Wan Aina got off the bed. Put on a grunt face.

Ali sighed, his life. It can no longer be enjoyed. Day by day, he tries to put himself. As the husband of two women, with different traits.

Demands for self-placement, not enough in domestic relations alone. In a broader scope, such as socializing with co-workers. He is also still learning.

If only he entered the catagory of mimicry organisms such as chameleons. It is adaptable to adapt to its environment.

Maybe the burden of his mind is a little less.

Because it can be klop, where wae jeung iraha wae.

“If you don't tell me the truth. How can I know?” said Ali looking at the back of his wife who started to move away.

“What do you mean? Ask for help from the people I love? Then there is no harm dong, if I ask for your help. I'm right..”

Not yet finished he spoke, first he was surprised by his wife who slammed the door.

“Astagfirullah, what do you want Aina?” his murmur stroked the chest.

***

Even if a wife is angry with her husband. Believe me they didn't really, dump her husband.

Women are the most jealous creatures, it will not be easy to give up responsibility. To take care of her husband.

And so did his young wife.

The girl, keep paying attention.

Even though the look on his face was still hardening withholding anger.

Ali looked at his wife closely, as the master wiped his hands with warm water.

Discreetly.

His hand stretched out to stroke his wife's head.

But the lion jutek, immediately shook his head, as if not to be touched.

“Hand conditioned if you don't want me to press with a towel,” threatened to sound funny.

The man chuckled, which made Wan Aina's face pout.

“Doctor if fierce like you. The patient will run away, do not jutek.”

The empu being commented on did not reply. The girl began to wrap her husband's hands in bandages.

“If pain says, later I can be slower,” he said looking up.

“The pain just disappeared. If you see your smile, his god” makes the wife who was dressing her wound. Stare back.

“Really?”

He nodded small.

“Alright then, I will bite your broken wrist,” Wan Aina said

She opened her mouth to bite her husband's hand. But soon the husband pushed his head away.

“Do not mess...”.

“You yourself said, just by looking at my smile the pain was gone. Yes we have proven, do not lick your own words,” ketus Wan Aina with a grumbling face.

“Here I lick your cheeks.”

Ali pulled Wan Aina's collar closer.

The girl screamed in foresight as she felt her husband's tongue playing on her cheek.

Her husband was really rude, she thought.

“And You Mas ..” Wan Aina commented as Ali pushed her body to a crisp in the corner of the sofa.

The girl rubbed her cheeks rough. And again shouted as her husband's body leaned towards her.

“What can you do with one hand,” Wan Aina smiled cynically, looking at the hand of Ali who had not yet put on a sling.

“Oke ..yes, indeed I cannot do anything. But you can.” Smiling meaningfully.

Wan Aina did not understand her husband's words. “What does it mean?”

Ali put his lips to his wife's ears. The man whispered, which made Wan Aina's face growl.

TBC...