MY HUSBAND STROKED BUT DID NOT DIE
Chapter 14 GARA JENGKOL

Ever since I found out my husband was sick, I've been paying more attention to his diet. I have searched on Google, any food that should be avoided.

I don't know for sure my husband's illness. Every time I ask, the answer is always the same. Just a regular headache.

Though clearly the drug consumed is not an ordinary drug. He said it was a prescription drug from a doctor. Intentionally he asked for the drug, let immediately relieve his headache.

And he gave me an excuse when I asked him why he had to carry the drugs in his briefcase. He said just in case, if during work suddenly his headache relapses.Also let it be easy to find it.

Anyway, there is an answer. He didn't know that I was looking for information about the drugs on the internet.

Maybe he purposely hid his illness from me, so I wouldn't worry about him.

He always said he was healthy. That he's okay.

One more question I want to know the answer to. Do your parents know about the disease? I'll ask him in person sometime.

Today is exactly three months of my marriage. I was unemployed for three months too. Just doing homework, and waiting for my husband to come home from work.

Sometimes it feels so boring. And my husband knows that. Because if I'm bored, I usually frown.

Then my husband would take me for a walk out. Eat at a restaurant, hang out at a cafe, or just muter-muter town.

He understands my will. I understand my feelings very well. That's one of the things that makes me proud of him.

And one more thing, he never tempted even a little with our neighbors who always look sexy. Until the end, the sexy guy was tired of himself. And rarely seen again.

This morning, after I accompanied my husband to breakfast, suddenly my stomach was nauseous. I don't know why. My husband asked before he went to the office.

I said, maybe get in the wind. Later also disappear own nausea.

After he was sure, if I was okay, he went to the office. And as usual, I drove him up to the front porch.

As soon as my husband's car was out of sight, I immediately entered the house. Because the nausea is getting.

I'll take the rubbing oil. I poured myself my stomach. But the nausea is not also flushed.

I tried to eat the fruit in the fridge. Maybe by eating fruit, can be more delicious. It turns out to be true too.

I heard the sound of a vegetable maker in front of the house. I immediately rushed out. I want to cook the asem vegetables. I haven't cooked an asem vegetable in a long time.

Fitting again picky vegetables, for filling vegetables asemnya, the sexy join. He also chose the groceries.

Because of his slightly haughty attitude towards the neighbors, and his clothes that seemed like they were lacking in materials, they were lazy to reprimand him. He was cool to choose without being in the gubris of the neighbors, who were also shopping.

He chose the jengkol. The other mothers are smiling smiles. One of them nudged my hand, to watch him.

I heard my mother whispering to me.

"The power is exorbitant. His taste was still a little cranky" as his eyes glanced towards the sexy.

Spontaneous I followed looking at him. When he saw the jengkol, especially the sexy had squashed, until the distinctive smell of jengkol spread, suddenly my stomach was nauseous.

I tried to hold that nausea. But the smell of the jengkol, the more prickling my nose.

Howeeks.

Suddenly the sound came out of my mouth, without me preventing it. I immediately shut my mouth. The more I hold on, the more it feels like someone is coming out of my mouth.

After it all came out, I felt relieved. Even though the throat is hot.

I took a glass of water and drank it. Relieved it.

I sat on the sofa in the middle room. Neutralize my body first. After a while, I just came out again. Intending to continue my shopping.

Baby, the vegetable is no more. There is a very disappointed feeling. Because I've been imagining eating asem vegetables, with fried fish.

I went back in the house. I sat down on the living room couch.

Suddenly, my super sexy neighbor came along. He's standing at the door. Because I haven't closed it yet.

He poked the plastic crackle at me. I've noticed. Whatisit? My toot.

"You want to cook your vegetables, right? Your groceries. There's a fish too. It was chosen by his brother" he replied.

I moved from my seat. And received the package. I still can't believe that sexy guy, bothered to deliver my groceries.

I thanked him and asked for the price.

"I paid for it. No need to replace. Think of it as a greeting from me. I'm Yola. You're Aryani, right?" he said, then he just left.

I'm still dumbass. Still can't believe what happened. Turns out he's good too. But I don't know what this all means. I hope there is no bad meaning.

I'll go to the kitchen, too. Executing the groceries. I intend, later after my cooking is finished, to give him a bowl. Yes, just think of it as my thanks, because he has been kind enough to pay and deliver my groceries.

After I finished cooking, I took a bowl for the place of his stew vegetables, and a plate for the place of his fried fish.

I'm ready to drive you to that sexy house. Oh yeah, Yola's name. I put my shoulder out and then I went to his house.

Three months of neighbor, only this time I set foot in his house. I don't know who's wrong, I don't know.

The door of the house opened, making it easier for me. I don't have to knock it. I say hello.

He answered from within. Then let me in. I obey. He also invited me to sit down.

While sitting down, I looked around me. While he went inside, put down my cooking shipment.

You can also taste Yola. House's clean. Neatest. Some of the decorations that are on display on the walls and in some places, do not seem cheap.

I also saw on the wall, there was a picture of him with a manly man. Maybe it was her husband.

He came back soon. With my bowl and plate.

"Sorry, the boarding house is coming home" he said.

"It's okay. Just relax. Excuse me for going home" I said, then stood up.

"If you need a friend, play here. My door is open to you. Maybe we can be friends" Yola said. I'm nodding.

I didn't think he was good, too. Maybe I've been judging her wrong all along. With her always sexy appearance, I became negative thinking of her.

I hope he can be my friend here. Old flavored new friend. So roughly. For jengkol.