The Slengean Boy Love Trap
Anxiety

It's been a few days the stars are sick. Her body is hot and shivering. He was not even strong enough to just get out of bed.

"Ang, to doctor yuk? three days you are still gini-gini. Immediately I was born, you must be healthy dong. Ang!" Intan whines on the edge of the bed.

Anxious and anxious to become one. Upset because her husband keukeh did not want to see a doctor, and anxious because the heat did not go down.

"I call you Sky Brother to take you to the doctor? duh if you like the nyesel time it does not continue to learn the car!" Intan was still rubbing the back of the Star that was curled up under the blanket.

"No, take him. I will get sick later. It'll be good tomorrow!"

Intan increasingly rubbed the back of the Star. Her husband's white face looks flushed due to high body temperature.

"Want me to rub her back with rubbing oil?" Intan again offered the Star habit during this illness.

The star did not answer, as if her husband was sleeping. Intan rubbed the forehead of the star that still feels hot.

Sighing her breath she also fix the blanket in use wrapped around her husband's body. He walked out of the room intending to make chicken broth porridge for the husband.

"Where's Ma?" ask the aunt.

"Still, hot. Bik!" said answer.

Then walk towards the kitchen, occasionally rubbing his stomach that feels tight.

"Bikin wedang ginger ma'am, maybe you catch a cold!"

"Room, Bik. At that time, I came home from work with a rain motorbike. At that time I immediately made hot sweet tea. But it's been hot until now!" saith.

Intan takes out the material to make the slurry. Then the sound of the door opening.

"Ang?" Call her in surprise when she sees her husband is neat with a long-sleeved shirt covered in a knit vest.

"Where?" Intan.

"You go to the market, he said someone wants to sign a contract. I was told to attend, Abang is still on the road abis meeting in Jakarta. Dad's not feeling well anymore, "The star walks towards the shoe rack near the backyard.

Intan. "You're also sick again" Intan stood looking at the husband who was wearing socks. Looking at her husband's pale face with sweat dots on his forehead. It signifies an unhealthy husband.

The star rested its body on the iron chair on the terrace of the garden. Slightly closed his eyes as the headache and his shivering body became one with the perfection of the very nagging wife.

"Let me tell my brother that you're sick, Ang!" Intan was about to walk to his phone. But his hand was a strangled star.

"It's okay, just sign it later I go straight home again. Brother Jiga again on the road, already know I'm not healthy!" Said explain.

Intan sighed, this is her husband's duty. And lately her husband is busy, because he wants to take time off work to accompany her to give birth which is just counting days.

"Eat first but. Promise to go home!" Intan reminded me again.

The stars nodded and smiled.

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Intan increasingly became pursed his lips when he found out the husband wanted to ride a motorcycle.

"Let's spit, Yank. So I can just go home and get back to sleep!" Said.

Intan throttled and her eyes were made as cynical as possible. "But the wind will make you sicker!" The woman looks very anxious herself.

The star, who was wearing his thick jacket, turned his head. "Will not, dear. Let me spit it home, if I use the car later I even get stuck keep fainting in ... " He's not done with his words. His wife's fingers clenched her lips that were saying.

"Where do you like to go. Yeah, had. Get on the road, let's go home!" she said she finally let her husband go on a motorcycle.

"In addition, taking an online taxi can. My whole,"

"Biarin sprains, origin is still love. I'm used to making sprains just as angry as you are, right?" The star wears his helmet.

Waving my hands and smiling. Intan with a sour look hid an overwhelming anxiety. The reason is only this time during the marriage her husband is sick, where he does not want to be taken for treatment again. Instead only colds and his stomach that slightly relapsed. The star only consumes the medicine in the medicine box in his house.

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The star closed its eyes as it came out of its room. His head turned and his body that had been shivering earlier was now limp extraordinarily.

Walk slowly with the backpack and jacket he was carrying. His hand crept up the wall holding the body increasingly conducive.

When one of his employees passed by. And see that their boss doesn't look good. Directly closer. "Sir? you're not okay?" Ask a star that closes with a body leaning against the wall.

"My head is dizzy. Can you take me back to the room?"

He turned around to go back to the room to lay his body on the sofa. His gaze suddenly darkened and his body was parched.

"Rpa ... Mister? help ... please ... " The employee immediately shouted for help from another co-worker.

"The guy? lu why?" The sky was panicked to see his sister limp.

"Where is this, sir?" ask the officer who is still holding the body of the Star.

"Bring to the hospital. Come on, help me get to the car!" said governing.

The two men carried the star towards the parking lot. To take Papi's candidate to the hospital.

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Already wanted lunch hour Intan worried, especially her husband has not answered or returned the message.

Pacing from the terrace and living room, even made his legs ache and his stomach stiffened. His children also seemed to worry about their Papi.

"Mom, am I going home?" ask the aunt.

Intan. "Yes, it's okay. Go home, Bik. I'm waiting for you to have lunch!" said.

After staying home, Intan himself at home. While watching TV she kept checking her phone still waiting for news from her husband.

When I daydream. Her husband's motorbike was heard in front of the fence.

Intan smiled with relief, would nag the husband for making him anxious. But when opening the fence his relieved smile was gone. Welcomed by surprise.

It was her husband's motorbike but someone else was driving it.

"My husband?" tanya Intan was curious.

"Ehmm. Sorry, Madam. I was just told to keep the bike simple, told to change the car,"

"Continue. Mr Star?" Intan is getting anxious. Then his phone that he was clutching rang.

The name of the brother-in-law.

"Yes, Bang?"

"Can I go to the hospital?"

"What's? who's sick?"

"Your husband passed out in the office, now in the hospital not aware of high fever."

Intan directly hugged her own stomach feeling weak and her body trembled in fear.

"L-yes, I'm going there now. Bang's!" Intan turned off his phone and went inside the house.

Pick up the wallet and cardigan that hangs behind the door.

"Mas, anterin me to the hospital!" he said to the motorist one of the employees in the market.

The man simply nodded and received the car key that Intan gave him.

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Intan walked hurriedly down the hospital hallway. After getting the no room occupied by the husband.

While walking he saw his brother-in-law sitting down on the iron chair in front of the door of the room.

"Did you?" call him.

The sky turned his head and looked at his sister-in-law's face with a hard-to-understand look. He just shook his head.

Whahuh? mean what? Intan. It was impossible for her husband to leave this morning. But it's impossible if it happens worse than that.

Intan immediately ran into the room.

Indeed deserted. He stared at the sight of the body on the bed covered with a blanket covering the entire body up to the face.

Tears fell unbearably.

It's a joke, there's no way her husband's leaving her who's about to give birth to two babies at once.

Hands patting her.

"Patience!" It was the voice of the Sky standing behind his body.

Intan. "Why can?" ask her with a raucous voice. The sky just shook slowly, then came out of the room.

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