Can't Be Without Love

The Eps 28

Kiara opened her eyes, the first thing she saw was her husband's face.

"Is the show done? Why even sleep here. Not changing clothes yet." Guman Kiara slowly observed her husband.

Kiara chose to wake up slowly, so as not to disturb Marcel's sleep.

Kiara came out of the room, looking at the surrounding situation that was already quiet, of course, the show was finished. It just so happened that a servant passed by.

"Mrs." He nodded his head slightly.

"Emm, can you take me to Gio's room?" Kiara Pinta.

The waiter seemed to not understand.

"Ah I mean. Brother Marcel, my husband. I'm just here first so I don't know where our room is. Can you get me."

"Of course, madam. Let's." Let's." The servant allowed Kiara to walk first.

"It's okay you're ahead. I don't know."

"That's not polite, ma'am. Just look at this." The waiter, approached and walked parallel to Kiara while helping to hold the dangling dress in the back. To make Kiara easier to walk.

"Yes, that's better."

"Whose name? It also seems we're the same age."

"I am Uli madam. I'm 26 years old."

"A unique name, such as the name of the food. We are indeed the same age. Yes older I am anyway. I'm 3 months away 28 years."

Uli smiled looking at his new friendly mistress.

"Well, this is the lady, master's room."

"thank you. But can I ask for help again?"

"Of course, madam."

"Come with me come inside."

Apparently inside, Uli was asked to help him take off his clothes that wear many buttons behind. You can't open it yourself. Afterwards Kiara rushed to take a shower. Meanwhile, Uli immediately came out of the room after telling her that Kiara's clothes had been placed in the wardrobe.

15 Minutes passed, Kiara came out of the bathroom with a fresher body. He's looking for a closet. There was a room in that room. There were two large cabinets, Kiara looked at the contents one by one.

His clothes were in a closet full, there were old clothes but also many new clothes. It must have been her mother-in-law who prepared all this, her inner self. Kiara immediately chose one outfit, a loose dress with knee length.

Finished she was wearing clothes, Kiara circulated her gaze into the room. There are many items there, of course related to fashion. From bags, shoes, watches, as well as other accessories.

Kiara felt her stomach hungry, just going out of the room. It turned out that Marcel also wanted to go into the room.

"I'm afraid you weren't next to me when I woke up." Marcel said when he saw Kiara.

"Sorry, I didn't wake you. Go take a shower, I'll get your change of clothes ready."

"No need, you go down first. You haven't eaten since noon."

"It's okay, we'll eat together later." Kiara pulls Marcel to go to the bathroom quickly.

The longer he talked, of course, the longer he would eat. Kiara chose a casual dress for Marcel. Afterwards she sat on the sofa, waiting for her husband to finish bathing.

Look at the whole shape of his new room. Kiara smiled at the many photos of Marcel stuck on the wall. Marcel seems to be very confident with his performance. Every time Marcel took a picture he would pose as a fashion model in a magazine.

One photo that stole his attention, a photo of Marcel with a little girl. Judging from Marcel's appearance, the photo was taken when Marcel was still in High School. But Kiara didn't recognize the little girl.

Grep,.

Kiara was somewhat surprised when a pair of burly hands hugged her stomach.

"What meda?"

Not answering, but Kiara pointed at the photo she noticed earlier.

"That's a photo of me graduating high school, and coming back to live here. That girl is my sister."

"Sister?"

"Yes, I'm sorry I haven't introduced you to her. I haven't had a chance. And today he did not come, because it is still a test, said Mama. He went to college abroad."

"What's his name?"

"Natasha." Marcel smelled Kiara's body which teased him. Until his nose sniffed Kiara's neck.

"Sister,." Kiara moved her body to avoid Marcel.

"Why?" Marcel asked with my eyes.

"Shorten your clothes. I'm hungry." Kiara then pushed Marcel's body slowly.

Marcel immediately put on his clothes, without even thinking about the dumbfounded Kiara behind him. Kiara's face was flushed, even though she had seen her husband's innocent body. But still he's not used to it.

Kiara immediately flipped her body, choosing to turn her attention to some of Marcel's photos displayed on the wall.

"Let's get down." Marcel grabs Kiara's wrist and invites her to walk together out of the room.

Both of them slowly went down the stairs. Sometimes look at each other and put on a happy smile.

"Bi, prepare some food for us." Pinta Marcel when seeing one of the maids nearby.

"Good sir." The maid replied politely and went to the kitchen.

"Sister, I saw in your room that many of my clothes had been brought here. After we get married, do we live here?"

"Mama asked for it. But if you're uncomfortable, we'll just stay here tonight. Tomorrow we go back to the apartment." Marcel really understands himself.

Kiara teesiling.

Yes, indeed Kiara felt uncomfortable if she had to stay here. In addition to not knowing too well Marcel's parents who are now his in-laws. But there are also many servants in this house. Kiara's not ready if she gets caught pregnant. Kiara was afraid of people's later perceptions of her.

Both of them sat in the dining room. Sitting side by side, Kiara serves Marcel as a wife. He also brought food for her to prepare her drink.

Marcel is happy, Kiara is right now by his side as his wife. Her dream since parting ways at High School. Let fate bring them back. And Marcel did not waste the opportunity God gave him.

"You just ate." Lena approached the two.

"Sorry ma, I didn't attend the show until it was over." Kiara said regretfully.

"It's okay baby, your health is more important." Lena rubbed Kiara's hair. To make Kiara comfortable.

"Cel, don't make Kia too tired. Remember that!" Lena gave her sharp gaze to Marcel.

Marcel saw his mother, so he remembered with the confession of his innocence earlier in front of his family as well as my family.

"Yes ma." Marcel replied slowly and lowered his head in fear that his mother would discuss further. If anything happens what he'll tell Kiara."

"Mama stay first. Eat a lot." Lena returned softly as she spoke to Kiara.

Seeing Lena walk away, Marcel grumbled.

"Now he has a son-in-law, his own son like a stepson." Marcel jealous.

"Sister, don't talk like that. Or I'd really make mom just love me." Kiara Goda.

Marcel is pouting. Makes Kiara laugh. Seeing Kiara laughing, Marcel published his smile. A beautiful laugh, this was only the first time Marcel had seen her since living with her in the apartment. Most Kiara would just smile.

After eating, because it was still bright. Marcel invites Kiara to go around the house. Introducing Kiara to the whole room in her big house.

"Are you tired?" Marcel asked because he saw Kiara walking very slowly.

"Little."

"We'll sit here first." Coincidentally near them was a long chair adjacent to the pool and garden beside it.

Kiara continued to rub her stomach.

"Why?"

"It's not tense."

Marcel rubbed Kiara's stomach, to make the baby calm. But Kiara screeched instead, startling Marcel reflex to instantly move his hand away.

"It's okay brother. He kicked too hard." Obviously Kiara, made Marcel's tense face disappear.

"really? Can I touch it again?"

Kiara nodded.

Marcel placed his hand slowly over Kiara's stomach and rubbed it. Kiara felt her stomach not strain anymore. But the baby started moving.

"Hey, he kicked again." Marcel girang.

Kiara nodded. The baby responds well to Marcel's touch. Without making him feel pain. He hopes his son can accept Marcel as his father.

Given that, Kiara recalled the incident this morning when the Feril family came. What will he say to the husband if the biological father of the baby he contains is one of his acquaintances.

Kiara looked at Marcel who was still busy with his stomach. The sound of murmuring is unclear. Her husband tried to talk to the baby, whispering to his stomach.

"Sister" Kiara rubbed Marcel's hair, causing Marcel to re-enforce his body.

"What's wrong?"

Kiara set her breath first. Both of his hands he squeezed on his lap. His face then lowered. As if waiting for judgment on a mistake.

"If one day you meet my son's biological father, and you also know him. What are you gonna do?" Kiara asked fearfully.