Escapees

Try to Feel

"I what? So people don't have morals, do they? Emang, I have no morals, therefore, just divorce me, rather than you have an unhappy relationship with a woman who has no morals like me" said Nadine.

I was surprised by what Nadine said. Not even the age of the household as long as corn can even be said to have just planted seeds, it has been thrown divorce from the mouth of his wife.

Hhhhh...

Sighs more.

More and more seem to try to dispel his emotions so as not to come out explosively. He does not want to follow the emotions that can lead to the destruction of his household.

"Just divorce me, Mas, divorce" Nadine is still overcome with emotion. His eyes were red and there was a puddle of water there. Nadine looks like she's going to cry. He rubbed his rough eyes to wipe away the tears in his eyes.

He walked closer to Nadine. He held Nadine's hand. Honey, Nadine took it off rough. Then Kian's hand turned to Nadine's cheek. Again, Nadine let go. Lastly, Kian tugged at Nadine's waist and hugged her tightly. Failing, Nadine fails to break away from Kian because Kian hugs her so tightly.

Waiting for Nadine to stop fighting. And sure enough, before long, Nadine stopped trying to release her body from Kian.

"What do you want, Mom? Untie me. You forced it the same way you harassed me" said Nadine. His voice began to shake. He was holding back the crying.

"Calm down, wait a minute" Pinta Kian. Nadine according. He started to shut up. His hunting breath, now gradually calmed down. She started hugging Nadine.

"Calm down, Mas won't abuse you, Mas knows your rights as a wife, as well as your rights as a woman, believe me" Kian added.

Nadine digested what Kian said. Then Nadine remembered the world her husband, the world of Law, the world of Human Rights.

"Quiet, yes" pinta Kian again.

Nadine nodded faintly.

Then Kian hugged Nadine more tightly. Kian pointed Nadine's head closer to his shoulder. He began to close his eyes.

Because the distance was so close, and Nadine had become calmer, Nadine began to feel a throb in Kian's chest. The crack was roaring, so fast.

"Can you feel it, honey?" Ask Kian.

"What?"

"Feelings Mas to You" said Kian. Now, Kian's hands began to gently stroke Nadine's hair. Nadine was silent. He was focusing on the beat in Kian's chest. He felt, since Kian stroked his hair, Nadine no longer felt a roaring throb from Kian's chest. The cracks are calmer, quieter, then stable. Nadine enjoyed the harmony. He slowly closed his eyes as well. He also began to enjoy the treatment of Kian who this time was playing his hair.

"Honey, never leave Mas, yes, Mas promise will try to make you happy, believe the same Mas." Kian. Nadine nodded faintly.

"Yes already, you rest first, mas want to go out for a while, not good with Dad also Dika" Kian then took off his embrace. He was about to see Nadine's expression but failed. Nadine chose to lower her face and immediately left Kian to go out of her room.

Sighs more. Not heavy, just light. He is relieved to have managed to express how deep he feels about Nadine, that he does not want to be separated from Nadine, that Nadine is an important part of his life, Nadine beats soul and body. He promised to make Nadine happy with him.

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The next day, after Nadine finished helping her mother, Kian took Nadine to her house. Before arriving there, Kian had stopped at the home interior store to pick up some household furniture that he had ordered before marriage.

Nadine is quite familiar with the household furniture that Kian bought. He often found it on the timeline of his Instagram account. Nadine likes the choice of household furniture that is increasingly bought. But again, there was no praise for Kian.

Arriving home, Kian invited Nadine to sit in a place that Kian said was the cleanest. While Kian went to greet the architect and the builders who were doing the finishing.

Nadine took advantage of the time to wait for Kian by looking around Kian's house. It looks messy and there are also a lot of changes. Last time, when Nadine went to Kian's house, it was like a bachelor's house. Minimal furniture, and ignore the placement position of household furniture.

"Where? There's less, isn't there?" Tanya Kian who without Nadine realized was already beside her.

"So far, nothing" replied Nadine. Then his eyes looked at the bedroom area.

"The bedroom's only one, Mas?"

"Yes, honey, but if you mind sleeping in a room with a mas, mas can sleep in our workspace, living room, or living room, you just calm down" said Kian as he revealed his smile.

"Our work space? Mean you?"

"So the front room, Mas turn into a workspace that you can use. You can work there, write, take photos to edit photos." Kian Clearly.

Nadine then walked towards the room that Kian meant. It is still a mess, but Nadine feels that the room is suitable to be her study. The appearance of the wall is made like the design of the walls scattered on Pinterest.

"Sorry yes, Mas has not been able to provide you with a spacious, comfortable workplace, which has your photo studio, room fittings and so on"

Nadine was silent after listening to Kian. He did not expect Kian to know his passion, Kian knew his favorite, and Kian wanted to support his passion.

"Good thanks, Mom" said Nadine. A faint smile on his face. So sweet.

"Yes, love my dear wife back" Kian smiled. If only his feelings had been reciprocated, maybe if in this moment, Kian would hug Nadine and shower her lips with a kiss.

"Yes, we go home, but to Mama's house first, how?" I took Nadine to her mother's house.

"You want to, right? From yesterday Mama asked when we visited there" added Kian.

"I'm sorry, I can't" Nadine said.

"Well, it's okay, Mas go alone, you take her home first, come on"

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