
As usual, this morning Dista had finished her morning routine. It was neat and fragrant. Breakfast was also arranged neatly on the table.
Dista rushed to Daffa's room. The door to Daffa's room. But there's no answer. After several repeat and no answer, Dista finally ventured to open the door that turned out to be unlocked.
"Mas Daffa.." call Dista as he approaches the bed. Daffa was still asleep curled up under his blanket.
"Mas Daffa is awake, it's noon!! Didn't Daffa go to the office today?"
"Hmmm....!" daffa answered without opening his eyes.
I feel something is strange. He ventured to shake Daffa's body, and Dista felt Daffa's body temperature hot. Dista put the back of her hand over her husband's forehead.
"Jeez.. Daffa has a fever??"
"Hemm.." Only murmurs came out of Daffa's mouth.
"So soon I'll get you some medicine, oh yeah Daffa would like some fried rice breakfast or would I make some porridge??" ask Dista.
"Anything!" daffa replied in a weak voice.
"Okay mas, I'll take the fried rice. I was cooking that." Dista rushed out to the kitchen. Prepare a basin of warm water, along with a small towel. Fried rice and also heat-lowering drugs.
"Let's help me sit down" said Dista, trying to help Daffa wake up.
"I'm a bribe yes..." Daffa just nodded weakly. Dista began to feed her husband painstakingly.
"Once, I'm full. Where's medicine?" exclaim Daffa with his weak voice.
"Newly also three mouthfuls of cooking are full. Add another one, yes! " persuade Dista.
Daffa just shook his head.
"Once again, it's just taking medicine. Come on, man." Daffa opened his mouth and accepted his last bribe. Dista smiled happily.
Then he gave the medicine and a glass of water to Daffa. After Daffa took his medicine, Dista immediately helped Daffa fall again.
Dista dipped the towel into a basin filled with warm water. Then he squeezed it, and placed it on Daffa's forehead.
"Mas, I'm calling the doctor?" ask Dista.
"No, I'll be better too. I've taken the medicine."
"But the heat is very high mas, I am worried that the Daffa mas pain is severe" said Dista with great concern.
"I'll sleep, I'll be healed. As long as you're with me, don't go anywhere."
"Yes, I'm an incandescent?"
"Can.. but have you had breakfast?? I've been taking care of it!" ask Daffa.
"Yet!" Reply Dista lirih.
"Yes, there's breakfast first. Come back later, accompany me."
"Yes, I'm staying!" Dista rushed out. Finish the breakfast as soon as possible. Worried about having to leave Daffa alone in the room.
Dista was in Daffa's room all day. Narrowing her husband's feet and hands in love. That love was already present in the heart of Dista. You could say this was his first love. Because he had never been in love before, let alone dating.
Daffa felt good in the afternoon. He felt sultry and his body was very sticky.
"I want to take a shower" said Daffa.
"No need to take a shower first, it just dropped the fever. What if I use warm water?" bargain Dista.
"As far as you."
Dista headed to the kitchen to pick up the tools she needed to wipe her husband's body. Before long he had returned to Daffa's room.
"Here I help you take off your clothes." Dista began to open one by one the buttons of Daffa pajamas.
Her cheeks were red like tomatoes. He was actually very embarrassed to do so. But it was her duty to take care of her ailing husband.
Dista slowly began to wipe the upper part of Daffa's body. Although Daffa was ashamed, he tried to be ordinary.
"It's over. Emm..." Distraught, should continue down as well or not.
"Hmmm..." Dista looked embarrassed.
"Hehe. Let me clean it myself."
"Mas Daffa can do it yourself? Is it not dizzy?"
"It's light."
The next day Daffa still felt a little dizzy. So he decided not to go to the office just yet.
Mama Ratih who heard the news that her son had a fever, this afternoon came to Daffa's apartment.
"Where's Fa, what's better? you're not going to the doctor?" Ratih strapped his son with questions. He was worried because Daffa was rarely sick.
"No, it's better!" daffa.
"Thank you baby, already take good care of your child" said Ratih while stroking Dista's hair.
"Sama-sama ma. has become the obligation of Dista to take good care of Daffa mas." replied Dista with a sweet smile.
"Oh yeah, did you guys have lunch?? mama stopped by for food."
"Yet ma, coincidentally Dista also has not had time to cook." said Dista while grinning.
"Mama know, surely you can not go anywhere with Daffa, so that the clock is not cooked at this time."
"What the heck mom.emang Daffa just wanted to order food online earlier. Pity that Dista was tired of taking care of Daffa, still had to cook too." Elak Daffa's.
In fact, Daffa did not want to be left by his wife even for a moment.
"Even, did you know your mother's son? Mama is not senile yes Fa, you if sick will have to wait. Where to be left alone." taunted mama Ratih with a smile.
"More than ever, I have a wife. It must be getting spoiled" Ratih chuckled.
"Oh. So that ma, pantesan aja Dista can not go anywhere. To the bathroom was called." Dista smiled mockingly.
Daffa glared at his wife. Hugh. so embarrassed. Caught panacea.
"It's okay too, the effect is the same wife herself" seduced mama Ratih.
"What a mama. Let's hunt for food, I'm hungry." Daffa said. And so ashamed.
Dista prepared food on the dining table. Take water and fruits from the refrigerator.
They had lunch together with jokes and happy laughter. It seems like Daffa is completely healthy. Surely the arrival of the mother gave positive energy to Daffa.
After the meal, Dista cleaned the dining table. Washing the cutlery they used.
Talked briefly with her husband and her in-laws. Before finally mama Ratih came home.
In the afternoon, I heard a knock on the door. Look, look at who's coming. Apparently Daffy.
"Sister-in-law's afternoon!" daffy said with a smile as Dista opened the door for him.
"Sore mas Daffy. Come on in, Daffa's mas is in his room." Dista lets Daffy in.
"I heard that Daffa was sick again?" ask Daffy.
"Yes, but it's better now. Mama was from here too."
"Oh yeah, here I bring you some food. Who knows, sister-in-law did not have time to cook, because she had to take care of her long-term husband." Daffy chuckles.
"Kok their guess is right all the hell.emang how spoiled mas Daffa?" inner Dista.
"Thank you, you shouldn't bother." Dista felt bad.
"Who came to him?" the voice of Daffa was heard from inside the room.
"It's Mas Daffy." replied Dista. "Yes, Daffy's got in there. Let me prepare the food. We'll eat together later."
Seriate....