(Im) Perfect Couple

(Im) Perfect Couple
Chapter 17



Much wisdom gained by Kanya after sharing what stuck in her head with her friends. He began to open his mind about the concept of a marriage. How many things Kanya does not understand about Bian because she is busy assuming for herself.


A marriage not based on love. Actually, not everything ends with a contract marriage like Kanya's. The couple will fall in love after one night. Oh, no! it was too frontal.


It's not that easy! Marriage should be built on trust and mutual encouragement. The problem of love or not it will go its own way as time goes on to understand each other's partners.


Kanya rushed to open the door to hear the sound of a car engine from the terrace. She welcomed her husband who used to come home overtime. Today's special somehow he wants to meet Bian soon.


She grabbed the bag in her husband's hand. Not to forget he also kissed Bian's hand.


Bian looked at Kanya in wonder. I don't know what happened to his wife. Last night he was silent and even ignored him. It was the same morning! Bian seemed to be slapped hard when Kanya did not talk to him at all as if he had made a fatal mistake on the wife.


Now just look! It was as if he had forgotten his memories this morning. She is now a wife who misses her husband.


Women, sometimes they are hard to understand.


"Why shut up, let's go in!" She held her husband's arm inside the house.


"Have you eaten?" tanya Kanya opened the dining table chair for her husband.


Bian shook his head. Kanya smiled happily. Bian deliberately did not eat at the office just to enjoy his food. Things mean that simple that only Kanya realized.


Kanya no longer wants to poison her mind with Gareta's problem or anything else. He will only see the kindness Bian showed to him so far that he never realized.


"Sorry Mas only this," Kanya put fried chicken sambal with potato paste.


"It's okay Kay. Not every day. Keep trying to innovate Kay," exclaimed Bian began to bribe food into his mouth.


"OK," Kanya is eating with Bian.


"Mas, is there any activity on Saturday?" Kanya ventured to ask. She knew her husband was super busy. Even on the weekend. What's wrong with Kanya who first invites her husband to spend the weekend like a married couple in general. After all, a person like Bian would definitely not think of going to spend the weekend.


"Yes, I became one of the speakers of the seminar at ITB," Bian replied as he continued to bribe food into his mouth.


Kanya had guessed! Even on weekends her husband had to go out of town.


"Why?" ask Bian.


"It's okay to just ask," Kanya replied, not wanting to look too hopeful.


"But I was empty this week" cried Bian again.


"Can," replied Bian.


Yup! It turns out that everything is being talked about is easy. Kanya regretted why not since the beginning of marriage she tried to get along with her husband.


"Kay, borrow your hand," Bian pulled Kanya's hand and held the bullet in his right hand.


What her husband will do.


"So I was a little disappointed not you alone who delivered lunch to the office" exclaimed Bian.


Bian started writing something in Kanya's hand. Is this report again for him. Last afternoon Kanya had booked an online motorcycle taxi to deliver Bian's lunch because she was still upset by the incident at the award that night.


"So I had a appointment with a friend of Mas, I also told Mas Bian right," elak Kanya.


"So I've just given you value now," Bian returned Kanya's hand with a big smile.


"Oh, Kanya can report again," Kanya flashed an equally wide smile. This is what it feels like to have a teacher's husband. His eyes were now jellily reading the new report card in his hand.


Passed the final exam for my wife's cooking 🙂


Whether the flowers in Kanya's heart are blooming like what. His feelings all this time were like retaliating. Bian called her my wife! Although only as a word but so idolized Kanya's heart. He belongs to Bian, he's his wife! Why should he need a confession if Bian himself feels he has it.


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