The Scary Yakuza Is My Husband 28 Chapter 28 : How Pure He Could Be?

Kahina slowly opened her eyes. Her pillow was drenched with tears and her eyes clearly swollen due to her cried. The pain is still there. Bleed and hurt. Kahina knows she needs to move forward, there was no used for her to lament on his death. He will never come back to life. He wants her to be strong. Then, strong it is.

A streak of sunlight penetrates the window blinding her. It woke her up to a new day. Yesterday she was filled with sadness, disappointment and lost but today she determined to live as she always did. Full of happiness and blessing and the most important is the need to gain as much power as she could to protect her loves one. No more death on her despite her circ.u.mstance. Her eyes travelled around the room and she saw her mother slept soundly on the couch in the embrace of her father. The view was a good start for her. Kahina really admired her parents' love. They love each other to the point like they were made with only a soul. She loves them to the moon and back.

She sluggishly tried to sit up. She desperately needs to take shower right now but she was failed. She can feel a thousand swords on her chest cut her deeps. She touches her chest and realizes it was injured maybe a few broken ribs. Her right hand was cemented too; restrain her movement. Kahina let out a hiss before fall back on the bed. The noise she made woke Aomi and Takio. They immediately walked to her.

"Do you need anything baby girl?" Takio attentively examined her while asking. His loving gesture warms Kahina's heart.

"I think I need to shower. I bathed with tears and completely in mess," Kahina always cautious about her appearance and she more anxious about it when she remembered Touma was here yesterday.

"Let me help you," Aomi offered her hand to Kahina. She wrapped her left hand on Kahina's shoulder and right-hand holdings her arm to support her. Aomi unhurriedly guides her to the bathroom. Every movement brought discomfort to her chest but Kahina clenched her teeth to brace herself for the pain.

"Am I too rough?" Aomi asked worriedly. Kahina shook her head to a.s.sure her she was okay but it goes to the drain because of Aomi sharp observation. She slows down her steps to ease Kahina's pain.

They walked in the bathroom and Aomi start to attend Kahina; she wrapped Kahina right hand before starting to douse her with warm water. It gave her a fresh sensation awakens her senses. Kahina felt really fresh. After that, Aomi dried her hair and let it free. Her nature slight curly hair is so astonishingly attractive but Aomi felt it was inconvenient to Kahina's condition at the moment. She then decides to do a loose braid for her. Aomi was really satisfied with the result. Kahina childish look is so cute and adorable. She rarely has a chance to do mother-daughter moment because her job required her to travel a lot but it doesn't mean they were not closed. They always have their ways to each other.

Kahina looks herself in the mirror. She looks presentable in her opinion. She is a patient, so this will satisfy the need for now and she can't wait to leave this hospital. Look at this shabby robe she is wearing. It is lame. Not fashionable at all and the worst part is her giant cemented hand. She can't think of anything to make it look cool and in style.

"Stop thinking nonsense! It is just for a while. Bear with it." Aomi perfectly understands everything in her daughter mind right now. She ignores her whining face and brought her back to the bed.

"Father, am I beautiful?" she curtly asked him the moment she sits on the bed. She looks at him with her puppy eyes expecting him to praise her as usual.

Takio ambles to her tilted her chin and kissed her forehead gently.

"You are the most beautiful adorable little princess I ever met." his replied paste a big grin on Kahina's face. She satisfied with his answer. It was a beautiful moment before it turns awkward with Aomi question.

"Then, am I not your most beautiful woman?"

Takio froze. His brain at that moment works triples hard to figure out the answer. He just acknowledged Kahina as 'the most beautiful' and now what term he needs to use to defeat the word 'the most'. He was speechless. Now, his brain is on the verge of break down. He was only able to look at Aomi devilish smile as she zeroed her distance to him. She hooked her arms around his neck.

"Hmm?" she taunted him.

"Which one is more beautiful?" she teased him harder. She was barely able to hold her laugh when she saw Takio tremble lips tried to say something but he couldn't.

'Which one is the most beautiful???!!! How am I to answer that?' little Takio in his brain work really hard to look for every file in his brain, dig every memory to find it but nothing comes up. He really wishes anyone to walk through the door to save him. When he says anyone, he literally means anybody with flesh and blood. He also hopes to any disaster to occur that need his immediate attention so he could find himself an excuse for this horror moment but everything seems impossible.

"Err..." he locks his arms to Aomi slender waist, pulls her to him before he pressed his lips to her. His action was so sudden, caught Aomi off guard and she was melted in his kiss. Both of them lost in the moment before they heard Kahina clears her throat.

"Ehem! It is so hot here. Get a room both of you!" Aomi blushed to Kahina's tease and Takio just let his satisfied grin showed.

He then whispered to Aomi's ear. "How can I compare the mother with the daughter? The beauty she has is from you," he sweet talks his way out smoothly. At least, for now.

"We need to go home for a while. Will you be okay?" Takio asked Kahina but she just let her foolish grin to the door. He followed Kahina's gaze line and he saw a man with a tomato red face at the door.

'Did he saw the kissed just now? How pure he could be to be that red.' Takio talked to himself, awe with his reaction. His face, ears and neck were so red. He looks like a grilled prawn.