MY HUSBAND STROKED BUT DID NOT DIE
Chapter 45 I MISS MY HUSBAND

I relented, choosing the other clothes in my closet. Hmm, strange officer. My inner.

After finding suitable clothes, I had Bima wait outside. He came out of my room with his face bent again. Snooze again.

Let it. She saw me change clothes. I'm not that cheap either. Enough happened that afternoon. When I enjoyed it so much.

When I'm ready, I say goodbye to Arka. I kissed his hand. Because if you kiss her lips, it's too far away. Bima threw Arka's mas into the middle of the bed.

Then I got out to the car. Bima was in front of the car. He opened the front door beside the driver for me.

I sat in front, meaning Bima had no more snacking, I thought. After she also got into the car, Bima put my seatbelt on. Carefully she put it. Fear is too tight and will make my stomach ache.

The car is moving slowly. We're still quiet with each other. Bima occasionally glanced at me. I pretended not to know.

I'm cool with my phone. Reading friends' comments in my school group. SMP Friends. If it's a high school friend, I'm not in the group.

Maybe they think I'm still a kere man. That's why they don't want to be friends with me. Anyway, I don't know them much. And they rarely know me.

"Whose same chats?" ask Bima. I looked towards him.

"School friends" I replied briefly.

"Oh. Special friend?" ask again. I looked again. Face flat. There's no expression. I'm just smiling.

Suddenly I wanted to catch Bima. I'll pretend to chat with someone special. I want to know his reaction.

I went back to my school group. I follow the comments. Because there are so many funny comments, I became as comfortable as my own smile.

I glanced towards Bima. His face is getting red. He gripped the steering wheel tightly. Looks to hold back the upset. I laughed in my heart.

I'm getting fun to reply to the comments of group friends. And I'm laughing more and more. Not just laughing at my friends. But also laugh at the reaction of Bima.

At the red light, Bima stopped her car. He's looking at me. And all of a sudden he took my phone, turned it off. And then hand it over to me again.

I'm getting cold laughing. This is the guy why get upset? He was just my employee. Not very polite. I wanted to scold him like that, but he'll sulk again. Could stay in my street.

"Why?" my many. Pretending not to like his attitude.

"Nothing" he answered flatly. Then drive the car again.

The mood was quiet again. I light up music, rather than quiet. Music playing. I hummed slowly.

Honestly since the presence of Bima, quite entertaining me. He could be a good friend to me. He always takes me wherever I go. Anyway, he's always ready.

But I did not expect, if our closeness has a meaning for him. He's 'liked me'.

If I was, it was actually mediocre. It was just because I was carried away. And just when my passion was mounting. You can say khilaf. Most beautiful sins. Like the title of a pop song.

Arriving at the supermarket, Bima immediately got out of the car. And walk around. Open the door for me, after I take off my seatbelt.

Then he took me to the supermarket. I shook my hand slowly. It's not good if a neighbor happens to be looking.

Bima takes troly. Then walk after me. While reading the grocery notes from bi Yati, I went around looking for everything.

Bima just shook her head. Maybe he knows that my finances are not good. Because my husband can no longer work.

Bima is a good person. Never want to use someone else. He's honest too. Never took anything in my house. He often goes in and out of my room. I've never lost a penny or anything. Everything is in its place.

Finished shopping, I took Bima to eat at a meatball shop. Next to the supermarket.

Bima was very attentive to me. He treated me like I was his wife. Follow me patiently. Exactly the Ark before getting sick.

I felt like I was going with my husband. Anything in ladeni.

Across my desk, there was a man staring at me. I who felt stared at, looked at him as well. Apparently Bima knew, she immediately followed staring at the man with her eagle eyes.

Jamb.

The man immediately turned his eyes in the other direction. I looked towards Bima. Bima even grabbed my shoulder. I'm trying to let go.

"Let no one see you again" said Bima slowly.

"Let's do it, their own eyes too" I said casually. Bima glared at me.

"Can't!" bima said very tightly. Busyet is a very fierce man. My husband is not so much.

Arka gave me freedom. My appearance, my clothes, he rarely complains. Unless I got the wrong costume.

In the umumpun place he was acting ordinary. Justjust as usual. Because he trusts me so much.

Very different from Bima. He was very protective of me. Starting from my food, my clothes to my movements are often in protest.

Don't do this. Can't be like that. Poor baby. Your stomach will hurt. Your legs will cramp. And all sorts of other prohibitions.

It's all for my own good. For the good of my future son too. But sometimes it pisses me off. Or on the contrary, I'll piss him off.

Finish eating I'm tired, choose to go home. Don't forget I bought a pack for bi Yati at home. Pity him to keep Arka's mas as long as I'm gone.

Bima. I tried to clap his hands, but he held them very tightly. I'm upset. And walk faster to get to the car.

"Don't hurry the way. Later kesandung" already feel like a child.

Arriving at the car, I put the face of the jutek. Lazy I'm talking to a person who's taken care of.I've been quiet all the way. Even choosing sleep.

Arriving in front of the house, Bima woke me up. When I opened my eyes, I saw his face very close to mine.

I tried to shake her face with my hands, to stay away. But he held my hand. And the kiss landed on my lips again, until we were out of breath.

As soon as the kiss came off, I immediately opened the car door. But it turns out that Bima has not opened his centarock.

I resigned too. Waiting for him to open the door for me. Then listen to his chatter again.

"The road is slow. He said your leg hurt. Am I just carrying?" Crazy to play big. Something fell together because my stomach was getting bigger.

Seeing bi Yati walking out, I rushed towards my room. I miss my husband.