My Husband Is My Secret Lover
Yoshiano Luby

Janeth resumes her duties as Shian's nurse, she returns to the hospital where the spoiled teenager is being treated, upon arrival in the VIP room, the friend is waiting with his sour face.

“Don't fold your face like that! Ugly tau!” janeth said as he put down the food box he had brought from the mansion.

“Janeth, why are you melting once!” shian snorted irritatedly as he folded his hands.

“You're too spoiled Shian!” snapped Janeth.

“Hah, why do I have to deal with a rude girl like you. Why God? Why did you send him as my assistant?” shian said as he stared straight ahead.

“I should have said so Shia! I'm the one who's been hurt so much here,” Janeth said.

“You are so rude! Like a bouncer if you know!”

“What did you say?”

“Yes, that's why you still don't have a boyfriend! No young man wants an anarchist girl like Janeth!” shian said with a laugh.

“What you said! Try repeating again!” Janeth shuffles Shian's hair, leaving her shambles and shapeless.

“Stop Janeth! You are outrageous! Always go after my head!”

“You haven't even washed your hands yet! You just walked into this room, and directly touched some items without washing your hands!” Shian grabbed the disinfectant on the table then sprayed it all over the room.

“Uhuk!”

“Uhuk!”

“Crazy! You can kill me Shian!” Janeth coughed as the liquid was inhaled by her. Shian laughed out loud.

“Shian I'll be back soon!” said the girl, leaving the room that made her chest feel claustrophobic.

Janeth goes out to the hospital park where the fresh air is, he inhales oxygen deeply. To stop the coughing.

Shian POV

I'm Yoshiano Luby, people used to call me by the name of Shian, or even more annoyingly they also called me by the name of baby, what a strange call! All of this happened because of my parents, I have one younger sister named Gweneth, we were only at odds for two years or even less, she was so spoiled! She almost always cries every day because something that actually doesn't have to make her cry that much.

Straight black hair, chubby cheeks with bangs adorning his forehead, that's what makes Gwen look adorable, she's my beloved sister despite being so unruly and always defiant, she said, my father always obeyed whatever the round's request was.

Unlike my mother who always nagged him.

Whether because the girl did not want to shower, did not want to eat or just removed the Tupperware lid, mama always scolded Gweneth, and ended up crying that raised the ears of all the residents of the mansion.

The night our reward came, Gweneth would stop crying when papa with all his charms entered the mansions, then grabbed his body into the arms.

“Ma, don't keep scolding Gwen, please! he's this thanks!” those are the words that always come out of your mouth.

“Just keep papa defending him! Keep going!” the answer from the mouth of the mother was always the same, consider papa too pampering my sister.

Every time I hear papa saying that if Gwen is a blessing from God, it always makes my chest hurt again, I remember the words of the great opa who always said the same thing, he said, when he was alive.

Opa and I are very close, he is the best partner in my life, even though he is no longer young, but he is able to compensate me.

In fact, my father would not be able to behave like opa, somehow the garbage truck hit our car, while we were on our way to the world of play, when it was opalah who was driving, twice the truck crashed itself into the body of our car.

Like an intentional. At that time the car we were riding in suddenly could beat the truck, thanks to opa.

However, it was only after escaping that opalah was unconscious.

I took the opa out of the car because the oxygen in the car was very limited, the opa could still open her eyes and hold my hand, whispering.

I could feel his feet getting cold. I, who was 13 at the time, was completely confused about what to do.

“Opa! Scroll Opa!!” I kept yelling at that old body. He held his chest like he was experiencing shortness of breath.

“Opa! Help u! Please!” I asked for help but the condition of the road at that time was quiet, only bits of garbage flying the rest of the garbage truck explosion that had harmed us was as if to be a silent witness to this heartbreaking scene.

“Prince, take care of our family yes.” Opa's getting weaker, I know something's going on with him.

“Opa, don't leave Shian! Opa... please!”

“Son, you will have a little friend after this, as a substitute for opa!” Opa can still answer my question.

“What does opa mean?”

“Papa and mama will give you a friend, take it easy good boy!” that was the last sentence spoken from the lips of opa.

Before the people came and took us to the hospital. I clasped the small bottle I found in the hand of opa.

Until now I had forgotten where the last time I put a small bottle was clear, when the garbage truck threw something into our car, and one of them was the bottle.

I hate shit! And everything related to trash!

Since then I feel very over in maintaining personal hygiene, even my body can relax just like that when I see something that I don't think is hygine.

“Shian, you're more than once!” that's what Janeth used to say to me. He was my assistant and friend.

Janetha Anjani, is a girl of Gwen's age, a girl who is very unattractive appearance, thick glasses, curly black hair, fortunately she is not wearing stirrup, she is not, if she did then she would be exactly like Betty La Vea.

Actually Janeth is very interesting, if he changes his appearance, unfortunately the girl always rampages when I ask him to change his appearance, and ends with him being a threat to me.

Janeth only lives with her father, who is being treated in the hospital.

For whatever sake, if anyone were to ask me who the strongest girl on earth is, the answer would be my mother and the second would be Janetha Anjani.

I often made him upset and tired, then scolded me at will, but at that time he granted my request even though he was upset.

Okay, well enough so we're talking about myself and Janeth, let's go back to the hospital.

Someone knocked on my bedroom door, and I asked him to come in still on the bed.

“Baby Said a girl entering my room, her name is Prilla, Prilla is my lover, somehow I can find her, which is clear at that time I was just wanting to have a lover who is a campus flower.

Prilla is a pretty girl, her attractive appearance is not embarrassing if you take her to a public place.

The girl hugged me without cue, making me surprised and drunk, the problem is my sanitizer machine is not with me at this time, yes Janeth is someone always a shield of protection from germs, for me when I was meeting my girlfriends.

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Halo genk, thanks for still following the story of Yoshi Ana and Shian, how are you??

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