THE CHILDISH MAFIA THIEVES HEARTS
7. THE INJURED HUSBAND

The night was getting late, but the drowsiness still did not want to touch Hera's eyes, she was still awake. Her mind was floating imagining the procession of Ijab Qabul in the humming by an Adhitama Dharmendra, whose status had been valid as her husband in the eyes of law and religion.

She was nothing to her husband, other than a nanny for her son. Hera thought whether it was appropriate for her to call the man her husband. No one there knew about her marriage. Maybe besides Bu Laksmi who welcomed his arrival at that time.

Hera feels toyed with by fate. Why does happiness not come to greet him? Tired of living so full of grief. But who would he complain to? Can anyone understand the pain?

Hera dissolves in her daydreams. Until accidentally his eyes caught a person who was walking in the rain.

"Who's taking this midnight rain shower?" muttered.

Hera decided to meet the person who was in the rain. His conscience was moved to see someone who might be in need of such help.

Using only a satin nightgown, Hera ran towards the downed man.

"Sir, what are you doing in the rain like this?" Ask Hera while covering the man who has been soaking wet. Luckily, Hera had two umbrellas with her, so they didn't have to share.

The man gasped when he could not feel the rain again. He tried to stand up and stare at who the person was holding.

Hera was surprised not to play to see the figure in front of her. The person who was in his mind was now standing looking at him. Yes, that man is Mr. Tama, her husband.

"Tu-tu-sir." Suddenly Hera's guts shrieked. Even now she has difficulty speaking when dealing with her own husband.

Suddenly Mr. Tama fell back. Seeing that, Hera reflexively threw away the two umbrellas that were still within her grasp. Then help Mr. Tama stand up and sweep him in. Mr. Tama did not refuse when Hera helped him. Either because he has no more energy or deliberately let Hera help him.

Hera took Mr. Tama to his room according to Tama's orders to him. Upon arrival in the room, Hera helps Tama to sit in the chair in the room.

"Master wants to take a shower now? I'll get the hot water ready." Hera offers.

Hera goes to the bathroom and prepares hot water for Mr. Tama's bath. Her master or her husband? I don't know, Hera was confused to think about it.

"Sir, the water is ready" Hera told me.

Mr. Tama who did not want to look weak even tried his hardest to get up. But just a few steps he had fallen again. The problem is, the man fell on Hera who was unable to hold her weight.

"Master awake!" Hera tried to wake Mr. Tama, but the burly man showed no movement. Inevitably Hera had to try even harder.

"Oh my God, the weight. Looks like he's a lot heavier than all the problems I've faced." Hera grumbled while laying Mr. Tama on his bed.

"He can't sleep in wet clothes that way." Mumbled

Finally Hera ventured to change Mr. Tama's clothes. Not everything, just clothes. How dare he replace the others as well.

Hera's eyes widened at the sight before her. Mr. Tama's body was covered in wounds. I don't know what happened to him? Hera moves quickly to retrieve the medicine box, she also prepares a warm drink to help warm Mr. Tama's body.

After being wiped with a towel wet with warm water, Hera also treated Mr. Tama's injuries. She really did carry out her role as a wife. Whether he is conscious or not. Think of it as just a form of human feeling.

"Why is his body so full of wounds?" Hera murmured while treating those injuries.

Hera's flickers are very skilled, it seems she's used to it. Of course, while at his father's house, not infrequently Hera was injured. Whether intentionally or unintentionally.

Hera had finished treating Mr. Tama's injuries, and had also replaced his clothes. He tried to wake the man up again, but there was still no movement. Finally Hera fed the warm drink that he brought earlier to Mr. Tama by using a spoon. Lucky Mr. Tama still wants to swallow it.

"You're too good, Hera."