BRONDY CHARM (Trendy Leaning)
CHAPTER 45: BACK POSSESSION
Mutia is not an actress who is good at playing roles. She is just a housewife who recently hatched into an impromptu women's business. He is not good at hiding his sad face. Sad for all sorts of things.
Radit and Raisa are immature, they're still. And this is her first moment to go out of town without her kids. Trusting only with ART certainly made him worried. For that he asked Cia to sleep at home. So that he can reduce his anxiety about the safety of his two children, when away from him.
One problem certainly did not bother his mind. Because he can delegate to Cia. But what about his thoughts about the rancid Brondong. The one on the same day will also travel for a long period of time. Mutia overthinking's. Not to mention his thought of being poisoned by Aline's presence.
Mutia's mouth did say, 'if she's your lover too. That is a reasonable thing’. But it's just in the mouth. Not really out of his heart. Mutia's heart is felt in remets. Not willing if Dirga has a lover other than Himself. Moreover, Aline spec dream, which does not deserve to be aligned with her who is more worthy to be the mother of the brondong.
That made Mutia unable to answer her husband's questions. As the plane began to fly through the clouds, it took them to the beautiful Island of Gods. Mutia simply remained silent, choosing to close her eyes. To pretend not to just hear the question Pras. Didn't she often get whistled up by her husband. When he asked something but not responded by the husband and considered just like the wind.
Nunuk preparations are not canned. Only the information seemed to be sudden. But not with his preparations there. They are now in a Private Beach that can be rented by several interested people. The place is in Bukit which also provides several resorts that are located very strategically, with building materials from weeds. Give a natural impression that is soothing. From there, they can enjoy the beautiful sunset. It really offers a view of the paradise of the world. Marvelous.
“Makasiiih lhoo Mut, already want to come.” Nunuk was already hunting for the arrival of Mutia and the others.
“Virtually can't come anyway, this impromptu invitation.” Mutia answered taking off Nunuk's embrace looking happy.
“Hihiiii .. not sudden actually. Only you who rarely join again in the sanggar. So miss the info deh.” Yes, the concept of this event has been far away in the umbar. But Mutia was busy going on, same salon and brondongnya. Until he missed the info.
The show is still besaok, today they spend to unwind each other. Because the distance from the airport to the beach is quite time consuming. Boro-boro saw the sun sinking, the husband in addition to it was almost not too bad because the atmosphere of the night was very dark.
It was nothing foreign to Mutia and Pras who were just silent to each other without a sound, in one room. They are used to being like people who are in a cold war, but not in a feud. Only Mutia was used to talking to the wall, if again both with her husband. But, once again. Not because they have a problem. Just because Pras is super quiet world level. So the state of the room they occupy feels anyep.
Mutia had already cleaned herself up first, after having dinner together outside earlier. So now he is in his night office clothes. And also have made sure if Radit and Raisa have done their regular night activities as a student.
“Capek ..?” pras asked Mutia as he followed Mutia who had already collapsed in the soft and comfortable bed they slept in along with facing position.
“Surprise.” Pras.
“Ya .. thank you Mas. And I was so surprised. Fortunately, there is a Cia who is ready to take care of our children. Mas, I could not think. What about those we suddenly live in without any prior notice. Poor them.” Mutia was still in her nagging mode, complete with facial expressions that looked annoyed. Apparently the bath was only able to clean the legs attached to his body. But not with the problems that occur in his brain.
“Kan only briefly.” Pras replied again with a rather long word.
“Stay it was very sudden for them. Maybe Radit could understand. But what about Raisa. It will still be spoiled and spoiled Mas. It's just that I always think of him.” Huh .. which is true Mut. Think of Raisa or Dirga.
“Let them fast mature.” Pras turned his body, to turn his back on Mutia. Already his ears heard the sentence after sentence that Mutia uttered which was never the same as his way of thinking. He thinks Mutia is just exaggerating the problem. Choosing to turn his back on Mutia was his mainstay, as a code if Pras did not want to continue the unfaithful chat.
Dret .. dret .. dreet.
Mutia's phone shook and sounded level 1.
[Ayanpair. I'm already in the village. Sorry just told you. It has been busy for other groups and groups. BTW ... here isn't as bad as I thought. Signal secure. Jaya smoothie. It is quite possible to VC as a cure miss my beloved aunt.] These. The content of this chat is actually what Mutia was waiting for. Not to worry about Radit or Raisa. They already have Cia who make sure they are well at home. After all, their two children had also gotten used to it without him. Especially since I had a salon. Only the night before bed did he interact with his two children. And the morning before leaving school, Mutia's job is to make sure ART has prepared supplies for them. Up next. Radit and Raisa will be immersed with activities at school and tutoring schedules and exkul activities are quite solid. Mutia was just making things up. To look perfect as a mother who loves children.
Early in the morning Pras looks to have taken a shower. Then pack the clothes that were last night in Mutia's line in the closet of the resort room. It is not as agile as Mutia's movement. But that hand gesture seemed to want to quickly move the entire outfit into the suitcase they brought last night.
While the mood of Mutia this morning has been very good. After a night of more than 15 minutes Mutia escaped into the bathroom. To make a VC call with his Brondongnya. The reason would be to see how the bed of the fairy for two months there. Also make sure, if it's in that house, it's all guys. Now it's Mutia's possessive turn to be Brondy.
“Why are all our clothes in the suitcase Mas?” Mutia was confused, when she came out of the bathroom, Pras had tidied all their clothes into a suitcase.
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