Charm Babysitter

Don't call

With her footsteps being dragged and in pain she left the room, her chest felt tight to hold back her crying voice.

"Sister Mila is waiting for me" she monologued to strengthen her steps.

Arriving at the hotel lobby, his eyes circled looking for Mila. Before long his phone rang and his hand reached into the phone in his pants pocket, there were two messages from Mila and her mother.

Allin go home first, I have business. You can take a taxi home, message Mila.

Son, where are you? You're okay, right. Mom's feeling bad, come home soon! Mother's message.

Allin did not reply to the message of Mila and her mother. With a little awareness he focused more on strengthening himself.

"Mother I'm fine, I'm going home!" he monologued repeatedly with a blank look.

Sometimes he smiled in light of his folly, adoring someone who ultimately scowled his honor.

Lord, this is the form of your rebuke to me, for I have over-adored someone. Used to call her pride now it hurts.

Sometimes she froze thinking about how she was confronting her mother and people's views.

Mom, I'm sorry! I lied to you for the sake of giving importance to momentary pleasure, which ended in unbearable pain.

Sometimes he also looks frightened considering the terrible events that robbed him of his honor and pride.

What can I be proud of my husband, if my honor has been lost due to mismanagement.

His tears flooded to his two cheeks while cursing himself.The only thing left was an endless regret, robbing him of his confidence as a woman.

"Allin" called Vano to stop her memory of the accident.

Suddenly the pain and fear began to appear again and without her noticing her cheeks began to get wet, she immediately hid her tears from her husband's sight. She lowered her head deeper while tightly grasping her husband's hand in search of comfort and protection. Whether Vano realized it or not, the man returned his wife's grasp with one more hand with a gentle swipe.

Where were you then, Mila? Why don't you look for me. And since the show, why did you start avoiding me? Could it? And if it's true, why did you do it to me? Allin tried to question himself.

For a moment he tried to calm himself down, enjoying Vano's gentle strokes in his arms, little by little the gentle strokes made him more relaxed and able to ease the turmoil in his chest.

"Do you think Mila's brother set me up on purpose?" Allin's question trembled slightly but she tried to neutralize her voice to sound flat, the fear in her she could not escape if what her husband said was true.

He began to play his fingers on the ends of his clothes, signifying his anger.

"It could be, but I'll make sure of the truth" replied Vano enthusiastically. His men have been mobilized to find evidence of other crimes Mila. Vano believes ambitious women like Mila will justify all means to his satisfaction. Although there is nothing to do with Allin, he needs that evidence to control Mila or by being forced to the cunning woman he will be forced into prison.

"If that's true, what do you want to do!" allin asked while looking up at her husband with a sad look, his gaze as if begging for Vano to release Mila.

"I should have asked you that"

"However he is my brother" Allin said weakly and lowered his head again.

"If all of this is true. Forget that he is your brother and stay away. She's a crazy woman who can't be around you and that's a danger to you, Allin." Vano slightly shook Allin's shoulder to make his wife realize that Mila was worthy of being ignorant.

"He's my brother, sir!" Allin's touch did not take. He pushed Vano's shoulder trying to put some distance on. "You can hate him, but don't tell me he's crazy. After all, only he was my brother, I couldn't possibly know him" He began to sigh, the cry he had been able to endure could no longer be contained.

Pain and tightness, feelings that now envelop him. Someone he considers a brother but hates and wants to hurt him.

Vano who did not understand the attitude of his wife tried to give in and embrace his wife to appease Allin.

What's wrong with you Allin. That wicked woman you still consider a brother.

"I'm sorry and calm down, baby" said Vano.

Allin looked at Vano with glazed eyes. "Please forgive him this time"

Vano breathed a losing breath. "Alright, but you have to promise not to see her unless I'm by your side."

"Yes" Allin said quickly. "Thank you" he continued.

"What exactly is it that keeps you forgiving Allin"

The secret that once made him happy half dead and simultaneously strangled him.

Vano tries to understand. "Only this time Allin. If he tries to hurt you, I won't forgive him"

Allin nodded in understanding. But actually, in his heart he was also doubtful.

What should I do to stop the bad attitude Mila.

"Are you also going to forgive that jerk"

"Why?" Allin asked confusedly, Vano suddenly asked about the man he did not want to discuss.

"No" Vano shook his head for a moment and he continued. "He's tried several times to see you. Seeing her persistence scares me." Vano's voice riled. The man threw away a straight look to the side with a blank look.

His mind was full of conjectures that stemmed from jealousy and a little fear of loss. He had not been able to completely melt Allin's heart. Either, because Allin thought of himself as a second person or because there was another man in his heart.

Scared, why? Although in her mind there was a question Allin remained silent listening and waiting for the continuation of her husband's speech.

"Among you there's a child, and maybe he's the one you've always liked in your life" Vano accused weakly. Since he saw the pictures Allin sent Mila and how his wife adored the man made his mind imagine the no-no.

"You don't believe you're married or you're jealous" Allin quipped with a jail smirk. But Allin's gaze was so shining looking fixed on her husband. There is a sense of haru that occurs, when he has someone who wants.

"Yes, I'm jealous" Vano joked. The embarrassed hue could not be hidden from his face, making Allin smile.

"It turns out you can be ashamed too, sir" seduced Allin as she stroked her husband's cheek

"You think I'm a statue and stop calling me Master" said Vano trying to cover up the annoyance of his attitude.

"Why?" Allin asked while tilting her head with pursed lips.

"Stupid woman! I'm your husband, can you call me ...." Seeing Allin's gaze that began to mock him he did not continue his words.

"Let's continue! What do you want me to call you?" whinek Allin teases her husband.

"You don't need to be taught to this Allin, I want with your own awareness to call me with a sweet greeting"

"Sir, what's with that call"

"You know, I'm like******** if we're out there. How can I be comfortable holding your hand, all of a sudden you call me 'Master', they'll think I'm a perverted old man."

"Aren't you a perverted old man"

"Allin!!"

"Yes, baby"

"What?" Vano exclaimed with a pair of raised eyebrows looking at Allin fixedly. The man heard clearly but he still wanted to confirm his wife's call for him.

"What?" allin asked pretending not to understand, his expression was so flat returning Vano's gaze.

"Speak say it again!" cecar Vano was getting upset.

"Say what?" ask Allin. A jail grin was engraved at the corner of his lips.

"Yes, what you said!" sul Vano with a little flattened.

Allin just rolled his eyeballs. "There's no re-broadcast sir"

Vano clucked in annoyance as he picked up his wife and carried the woman on the bed.

"What are you doing, sir" Allin screeched as she held her hand around Vano's neck.

Vano just smiled slylyly.