MY HUSBAND STROKED BUT DID NOT DIE
Chapter 127 THE FEELING I MISSED

I'm going home to Doni. I intend to forget all my talk just now with Doni. I don't want to be considered a man who has no stand.

I'll step in without Doni again no matter what happens. If I had to die of HIV, I would. Maybe it was a reply from the Almighty for my behavior all this time.

"For so long?" ask the faithful Arkas waiting at Yola's house.

"Yes, Mas. Sorry," I replied briefly. Of course I don't want to tell you anything about my meeting.

"Have you done everything?" ask Arka again.

"It." I immediately left the Arka mas. He didn't want to ask more.

I joined Yola who was busy designing the room for our boutique.

"Where are you from, Ar?" ask Yola.

Haduh, shying away from Arka's questions, instead asked Yola.

"From my friend's house." I pretended to pick up Yola's scrawled paper.

"Oh. Kirain dating. Long time," said Yola greeted with laughter by Deni.

"Dating is late." I answered Yola's joke even though my face was hot and my heart was racing fast.

"What if dating has to be night?" Yola answered again.

Inwardly, already dong Yola do not extend anymore. I'm worried that Arka's mas is joining and chiming in.

I put on a serious face staring at Yola's design drawing. I mean, let Yola not extend her jokes any more.

Deni left us. He invited the Arka mas to measure the room that we will use later.

"arc. When Arka's sick you never want to?" ask Yola slowly.

"What's wanted?" Actually I know what the question Yola meant. But I'm afraid I misunderstood.

"Want it?" Yola raised her eyebrows.

Now I understand what that means. Confused to answer how. There will be another question after I answer it.

"andr! Yey, just daydreaming!" Yola, who thought I was daydreaming, shook my arm.

"What the hell, who's daydreaming?" I answered while moving my arm.

"Yes, answer me if you're not daydreaming." Yola forced me to answer.

"Sometimes," I answered in the end.

"What do you do when you want to?" ask Yola seriously. And seriously I want to stuff Yola's mouth so as not to wonder anymore.

I was afraid of flakiness and revealed my behavior during the Arka mas sick yesterday.

"Nothing. I was busy taking care of the kids. And after that I was busy working" I replied.

"Even, lying. There must be something you're hiding. Just tell me the same, Ar. I can keep a secret." Yola kept forcing me to answer her silly questions.

Yola probably won't leak to anyone else. But maybe he'll tell Deni. While Deni was his cousin mas Arka. It is not impossible Deni talking to the Arka mas. Done already.

"It's ah, Yol. What the hell is that talking about?" I tried to stop talking about it.

"arc. I've also had moments like you."

I was shocked to hear Yola's words. Whatdoes thatmean?

"Are you surprised?" ask Yola.

"Your mouth is that. You mean what?"

"You know for yourself, Deni rarely came home. He could be home for months. You think that's an easy thing for me to do?" yola Sahut.

The clothes are also super mini and tight. Even though they wear it often. But now it's much more fashionable. Not strictly original.

And as long as I've known Yola, I've never seen Yola go out with another man. Somehow he met his biological needs.

Yola once told me at a glance, if she often video calls with her husband. But can it overcome his desire?

"I'm tormented, Ar. Very tormented. But I tried to divert it. I busy myself with a lot of reading, cooking, shopping, or anything that could distract me."

I nodded again. Greatable. Those were the most appropriate words for Yola.

Unlike me, who fell into the arms of another man, when my husband was seriously ill and almost died.

I bow my head. I close my eyes. I came back to the sins I had committed with Doni.

And what makes my tears just flow, when I remember my condition now. Which may have been infected with the deadly virus.

"Why crying?" ask Yola. He moved his seat closer to me.

"It's okay, Yol." I wiped my tears with tissue.

"Tomorrow, I we're both out. You should tell me. Don't you mind yourself, Ar." I just nodded.

After the day started at night, Arka and I went home. I'm so tired already. Not tired, but tired of mind.

Even though my body was doing our preparations, it opened a boutique, but my mind could not focus. Not thinking about Doni. But thinking about the disease I'm going to carry with me for the rest of my life.

"Band. Let your body fresh. The mind is also fresher," said Mas Arka after we got home.

"Yes, Mum." I think I think of what my husband said. I really need a shower. Apart from being sticky, my head also felt heavy.

Water from the dipper, able to refresh my body. The head that I wet also makes it easier.

"You want to take a shower, too, Mom?" ask me when I get out of the bathroom. I saw Arka standing not far from the bathroom door.

"Yes. It was on the dining table there was hot tea. Maybe you want to" said Mas Arka before entering the bathroom.

"Yes, Mas. Thanks." Thanks."

While drying my hair with a towel, I approached the dining table.

My husband is so good. So understanding. Until my heart betrayed a man as good as him.

I'm back in the guilty mood. I close my eyes to hold back the tears that just want to come out.

Mas Arka came out of the bathroom wearing only a towel. Although his body is not as fresh as it used to be, but in my eyes it is very tempting.

"Cock hasn't had the tea yet?" ask me Arka.

"It's hot, Mommy." The right reason, though that's not the case.

"Want me to blow it?" Mas Arka is approaching. The smell of his body pierced into my nose. The smell of the body that once hypnotized me.

"No need, Mas. I'm drinking slowly." I don't want to be more fascinated by Arka's body scent.

"You get dressed first, there."

Arka looked at me sharply. Then he gets closer.

I felt my body cold. Like a teenager close to his feet.

Cup.

Arka kissed my lips at a glance. I'm termangu. This taste. Yes, this is what I have long missed. A taste I don't get from other men.

Mas Arka distanced his face. Then go to the room. There's a little bit of disappointment. But also afraid.