CHANGES IN MY LIFE [BibleBuild] ManxMan

Chapter 5

BIBLE'S POV

"If you are worried about him, just go back home, bro." That's what Jeff told me when we are at the bar earlier.

So I went back home because I'm worried about Bui's condition.

But he is not in our room when I get there.

I checked on our son's room, and he was there sleeping next to him.

I lay down next to them and snuggled them both.

"Hmmm" I heard him murmur in his sleep.

"Just sleep Bui," I whispered to him.

"Move, you smell like alcohol." He told me but didn't move at all.

"I don't want to," I answered because I want to hug him this time. Because I feel like doing it because I miss him.

I don't know why I miss him even if I saw him almost every day.

"Bib, just listen to me. You just came back from the bar and you didn't even shower," he whispered scolding me and removing my hands from them.

"Why you didn't sleep in our room?" I asked and put back my hands around him.

But he didn't answer me and just stayed still.

"Bui, let's go back to our room. We don't fit in Bibu's bed, na."

"You go there by yourself," He snapped at me this time.

"Are you angry because I go and have some fun with my friends, and leave you while you are sick?" I asked him again,

"Bib, why are you so noisy? Your son is sleeping," he scolded me and try to get up.

"Bui," I called him and tighten my hug.

I want him to stay next to me.

"Bib, enough talking, you're going to wake up Bibu now," he said and trying to remove my arms again.

"Then let's go back to our room, let's sleep there."

Now I am sulking like a kid.

"How can I go there when you are like this?" he said tapping my arms "And please I don't like your smell, so please go and take a shower first,"

But instead of answering him, I changed the subject of our conversation.

"Are you okay now?" I'm still worried about him because I left him instead of taking care of him.

What kind of husband I am knowing that he is sick but I have time for myself to go and have some fun.

Now I regretted that I left him earlier.

"Bib, get up," he's angry now at me for real.

"Okay, but can you answer me first?" I want to know if he is really okay. So I know what I am doing if I will take him to the hospital or what.

"No, if that's what you want to hear," he said directly at me.

"Should I take you to the hospital now?" Now I'm worried again and even get up and touched his forehead.

He's really warm.

"Bib, what's wrong with you today? Why are you like this?" He asked looking at me with a confused look.

"I'm worried about you," I whispered and look at the floor then glance at him sideways.

"You are drunk. I thought you are going to come back tomorrow," he looks so hurt while saying that, and now I'm feeling guilty.