Psicopath Husband's
7

"Wake up!" shouted Fitri. He doused water on his sister's body until Nana opened her eyes and coughed.

Nana now breathes as much oxygen to neutralize the breath. He immediately stared furiously at Fitri.

"Do you have no manners?!" scream Nana.

Fitri yelled out to call Aidan, making Nana instantly speechless. If her husband had spoken, then she could not argue anymore.

"Quick clean the house. Make me breakfast, I'm hungry." The woman came out of Nana's room, leaving the sister drenched.

Nana now saw the bed she was in was soaked. When the situation is far from recovered, even the face looks pale, not to mention with pain throughout the body that is still felt, he said, she still has to clean the house area and also cook for her brother and husband.

Nana got out of bed. The woman immediately walked towards the bathroom to refresh herself and hoped that what she felt was lost if she had been exposed to water.

Half an hour passed, Nana came out of the bathroom.she spent longer because of the difficulty to wet the entire body. His hands were still a little stiff so it took a long time to go through the process of refreshing themselves.

After finishing preparing, with her pale face Nana came out of the room. At that time, it turned out that her brother and husband were busy watching television.

Nana took a breath and then exhaled it. The woman walked past the two men.

"Make me a heavy breakfast. I don't want a light breakfast!" tell Fitri while shouting.

Nana did not turn her head, she continued her steps making Fitri say, "Look sweetheart, she did not even answer me."

"Have left it," said Aidan made Fitri turn his head.

"Why are you defending him? Why don't you defend me?"

"I was tired last night watching the ball" he replied, raising his feet on the sofa and lying down and making Fitri's lap as a cushion.

"All is ready" Nana said without looking at the two men.

"Make me juice" Fitri said.

Nana did not answer. He felt so tired that he almost lost consciousness. However, he was trying to hold on with the rest of his energy before filling up the stomach.

Fitri thought Nana would make him orange juice, but as Aidan was about to walk towards the dining table, he saw Nana instead carrying a plate filled with fried rice.

"Look, he didn't obey me. I asked him to make me orange juice, but he didn't listen to it." Fitri.

"Nana," call Aidan as usual. He was so lazy to teach Nana a lesson that he just called his wife without doing anything.

Nana herself did not answer because she was too lethargic. After eating, he planned to rest in the warehouse so that no one would disturb him.

"Lady!" snapped Fitri when Nana did not call.

Instantly, Fitri approached him and nudged the plate in Nana's hand until it fell and its contents splattered onto the floor.

Aidan now rubbed a rough face. He was really lazy to hear the commotion, but Fitri deliberately did that.

While normally in this state, Aidan would punish Nana, but now he was completely reluctant.

"Why don't you listen that I want orange juice?!" shouted Fitri.

Nana did not answer. He was holding the rim of the sink when his stomach suddenly felt cramped.

"Blood!" fitri shouted as he saw blood pouring down Nana's legs.