All because of Angel

Chapter 63

“Halo, Darling. How is it today? Smoothly your work?”

Andrean immediately greeted his wife who had just gotten into the car. Andrean also took the time to kiss Angel's forehead.

“Iya, your own how?” Ask Angel who also wants to know how her husband is going through the day.

“Current everything, as usual,”

“Thank God then,”

“We go straight home huh?”

“Iya, where are you going besides home ‘kan?”

“See our home first how? Or looking for furniture? But you're tired, aren't you? Okay next time,”

“As of you, Ean. I'm not tired,”

“Really? visible from your face, darling,” said Andrean while smiling thinly and directing Angel's face to look at him.

“Oh yes I have hot matcha for you, I made this before I came home,”

Angel just remembered that he had not handed over a glass of drink in his hand now to the husband. He deliberately made the drink for Andrean who immediately accepted with a happy heart. The look on his face once got one free drink from his wife.

“Wow, thanks, Beautiful,”

Angel chuckles at the husband's praise. Angel was happy when what he gave was appreciated by Andrean.

“I drink for a while yes, go home later first,”

“Okay,”

Andrean's car is still in the cafe parking area, and deliberately Andrean did not want to drive his car home first because he wanted to enjoy a warm drink made by his wife.

“You made this?”

“Yes of course, you don't believe?”

“Believe, fast delicious,”

“No I will let someone make apalun for you, only I can,”

“Oh wow, are you getting possessive? Heh?”

Andrean swiped his wife's chin which instantly covered her face with both hands. Does he look disgusting when he's being possessive like that? Really, it's out of his control.

“Are you disgusted to see me as possessive as I was?”

“No, precisely I am happy,”

“Ah yes, ‘kan in the car there are snacks, you want? Perhaps you are already hungry and do not want to hold it until home,”

Angel would move into the middle seat to pick up snacks but her husband forbade.

“No need, Angel. I don't want to, just drink this,”

“Really?”

Andrean nodded his head confidently. He just wanted to sip a drink made by his wife, without any additional.

“If you have finished drinking, do not forget to clean yes. In the corner of your lips there is a green stain a little so it must be cleaned, so that your good looks do not diminish,”

“Hah could have been,” said Andrean while receiving a tissue that was stretched pleh his wife. When he noticed Angel's hand from such a close distance, Andrean only realized that there was a reddish color in his wife's arm. He asked immediately because he was worried.

“Angel, your hand why? Like pressed huh?”

Angel froze for a few seconds. He was confused to answer with what kind of sentence. Her husband had already seen the redness that was on his arm due to the actions of the brother.

“This is where I fell, hit the leg of the chair. So red,”

“Try me to see. Can I ‘can I see for a moment?“

Which angel could possibly answer no? Andrean is her husband, when Andrean wants to find out something is wrong in her, there is no way she forbids it. Andrean can think negatively. It could be that what Andrean thinks is not the reality that actually happened.

“Angel, may I see your hand for a moment? I want to make sure,”

Andrean asked again because his wife was silent and seemed hesitant to show her own hands. After Andrean rubbed one side of Angel's face, Angel gave an answer.

“Iya can,”

Andrean smiled and immediately grabbed his wife's hand carefully. Then he focused his eyes on Angel's hand.

“Yeah, this isn't falling huh?”

“Fall, why don't you believe?”

“Fall but the red is near the wrist and not just at one point. Right because of the chair leg? This happened when you were working?”

“Iya, Ean,”

Andrean flipped his wife's hand and this time he saw a finger. Andrean was increasingly doubtful that his wife had fallen. Because falling is not likely to cause finger marks.

“Honey, you lied?”

“No, I'm not lying. Where's the finger from? I didn't see it. Maybe you saw it wrong. Proof I don't see any finger marks,”

“Obviously there, Angel. There's no way you can't see it, because your eyes are still normal,”

“But seriously, I don't see any finger marks,”

“Just keep going, Angel. Keep lying until you get the reply,” Inner Angel who is warning herself. Angel chose dishonest to protect her brother. Do not let Andrean know because Angel is afraid that her husband has the intention to scold Gesty or it could even be Gesty reported by Andrean to the authorities for a case of violence considering there is evidence at the hands of Angel and surveillance cameras in the cafe.

“Ean, this really fell to the table earlier,”

Andrean sighed softly. Angel's words seem convincing. But he as a husband has a more mature sensitivity than others when it comes to his own wife. He knows when his wife is sad, happy, angry or even lying. Because the signs are clearly there. If Angel looks nervous, his eyes are not focused, spoken to fairly quickly, it is a sign Angel has not been honest.

“So this fell, hit the leg of the chair so this way,”

“Ya already later until home treated yes,“

“No need, I'm fine, it's just a little red,”

“I'm sure it's painful and tomorrow morning will be bluish bruises,”

“No, you rest easy,”

“If it turns out to be the result of someone's actions, I won't stay silent,”