(Im) Perfect Couple

Chapter 32

Only you

He sipped a cup of coffee before continuing his next question. With a little caffeine can relieve the tension of hearing the answer from her husband.

"About Mas's relationship with Gareta that had spread in online media, is everything true?"

Bian turned his head towards Kanya, tidying Kanya's hair behind his ears. A faint smile still adorned his lips.

"You're jealous of Gareta?"

Kanya nodded, "Slightly," Kanya replied. In reality, they are very jealous.

"There's actually something I don't want to tell you, Kay,"

"Why?" Kanya protest.

"Surely I have a reason why I don't want a story,"

"Yes up to Mas, do not want the story is also okay," Kanya pretended to turn her head in the other direction.

"But like, I want to tell Kay,"

She turned back to her husband. Her hands were resting on her chin, ready to listen to her husband

"Gareta has expressed her desire to give us a chance to be together."

Kanya gulped trying, relaxing stiff muscles and her nerves that began to stiffen. Why is his jealousy this time so hot. Kanya always feels small when comparing with Gareta. If measured in terms of compatibility, Gareta is indeed a figure that is so matte with her husband. Having a lot in common, being able to support each other.

"Continue?" reply Kanya thicken his ears still listening solemnly.

"I still feel better about making Gareta my best friend. Maybe we do look good when appearing in public. Even as you know, the media also often exaggerate our closeness."

"Yes, even approaching the wedding day the news is still emerging," said Kanya.

"At that time Gareta thought there was a marketing advantage for himself and Kay's smart pal app.

But not for Kay's life partner. There's a lot of things that I might not be able to feel if I'm dating Gareta." Bian poking his wife's chin.

Did ya? Then Kanya special in the eyes of an Abian if the woman who looks perfect like Gareta alone can be missed.

Why did you finally choose me? should Kanya still ask that?

"If you were in the position of a woman to express her feelings, it would not be you sitting next to me. How would you feel if the man you once expected revealed your secret in front of his wife. It doesn't taste good,"

Kanya begins to understand Bian's words, "Definitely ashamed, Mas,"

"Hmmm ... Is it wrong if I choose not to tell you. You have to respect their privacy, right?"

Kanya nodded her assent, she should think wiser than to continue to prejudge with her feelings.

The man in blue shirt clasped both hands tightly. Kanya averted her eyes until both of her eyes met her with the stare of her husband.

"Regardless of all that, my heart is already filled with someone and can't be shifted a bit Kay."

Kanya's riveted, though,

"When I was in High School, Mommy said we'd be betrothed, I was trying to find out about you."

"Maybe at that time your husband didn't have much courage to approach you. I admire you from far away. I can never forget how a Kanya who comes from a wealthy family is willing to heat up to distribute snacks for scavenger children near school.

I also don't forget Kay, how Kanya was willing to be bullied to defend the son of a school success officer who was accused of stealing."

Her eyes glazed over. How can Bian know and remember events that have passed many years ago. Kanya never showed her background at High School at that time, she did not even care in the all-out bullies because she was considered poor and stupid because she was friendly with Raysa, janitor's son at school.

"How come I'm not fascinated by the woman who comes every week to the slums to hand out books,"

"Now what is Mas's reason for not falling in love with you Kay,"

Kanya's heart was so touched, it meant so much to her in Abian's eyes.

"If Mas knew, it was during this time that I always felt like I was never comparable to Mas Bian,"

Bian scrunched his face. "Why?"

"The difference between us is far from before. Mas Bian used to be an accomplished student and in school while I always got the lowest report card in school?"

"Mas needs a righteous wife, who can be heartfelt, sincere and noble. Not Kay's smart wife,"

"Mas Bian, don't understand,"

Bian again caught Kanya's face with both hands. "Kay, what makes you think that way. Precisely there are smart friends because they are inspired by you," said Bian.

Kanya closed her mouth very surprised this time.

"I also want to give the opportunity of underprivileged or disadvantaged children to get a good non-formal education, so that they can also excel in school and can achieve their dreams,"

"You have always been my spirit, Kay, when I was in America. Not anyone," said Bian wipe Kanya's tears gently rolling.

Tenyata Bian is the right husband for him, thankfully Kanya so far also never open the heart for any man. He kept Bian's name in his heart despite the bad thoughts that influenced him about this marriage.

Who would have thought, if Bian had done the same. He closed his heart just for her. How lucky Kanya is right now.

"I love you so much, Mas" said Kanya out.

Bian approached her face, looking at Kanya's face that looked more beautiful many times than usual this time. Kanya could sense something that broke through her sense of taste. Kanya felt that this time it was such an incredible kiss. There is no burden, only the duty as the duty of the wife as before. But this time it was a tender, loving kiss from someone who loved and loved Kanya so much.

Bian moved a little his face to make room for his wife to scoop up oxygen because of his wife's breath. But it didn't last long, Bian repeated the same thing. Like Kanya, Bian felt there was no barrier to get so close to his wife.

"Thank you Kay, I've become my wife" Bian said after releasing her lips.

Kanya just nodded with a shy smile. The two of them hugged each other back on the sofa. Bian's hands were coiled around Kanya's stomach. Kanya resuscitated her head on Bian's chest while playing her husband's fingers.

"Bag,"

"Hmmm, uh,"

"Aren't you interested in Gareta at all?"

Bian shakes his head. Kanya's still asking about Gareta.

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Seriate......

It is still yes, .....

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