Give me back my husband's smile

CHAPTER 85: Not Letting You Go

The moon was in the kitchen, this was the first time she was allowed to get out of the room. He glanced back, right where Alvaro was sitting at his table waiting for his cooking. The moon sighed, and she opened the refrigerator. Inside there were many food ingredients that were deliberately prepared by the young man. Moon only took some of the ingredients he needed because the Moon would cook a simple meal of fried rice.

The moon started slicing red onions and garlic, her eyes falling on the small knife she was holding. The moon glanced back at her husband as if she was planning something in her mind. After he finished slicing the onions, Moon quietly put the kitchen knife into his shirt.

The moon acted as quietly as possible so as not to arouse suspicion in the mind of her husband. He continued to cook. Moon put teflon on the stove, she fried the eggs until they turned yellow. After that he sauteed the shallots and garlic that had been sliced thinly. After the aroma came out, he then put the rice and stirred it evenly. The moon adds sweet soy sauce, salt and sauce to taste, stirring it back up. It did not take long to cook the Moon's fried rice. He served it on a plate hoping Alvaro would like his cooking because if his fried rice didn't match Alvaro's tongue maybe he would scold him.

The footsteps of Moon approached, she placed two dishes of fried rice on the table. "This is eat." The Moon.

"You sit down, accompany me to eat!" Alvaro's orders stared at the Moon who was still standing rigidly in front of him.

"I-I want to go to the bathroom for a minute." The great-grandson of the Moon said he was agitated because right now behind his shirt was a sharp object.

"Hurry over." The moon nodded obediently, she immediately walked in towards her room. The moon revealed the clothes she was wearing took the kitchen knife she was hiding. For a moment the Moon stared at the sharp blade in his hand.

"I've completely destroyed Al." Mumbled the Moon while shedding her tears. "If you hate me, you should let me go. I can't stay here much longer." Moon wants her freedom back, she's in this apartment treated like a prisoner. The moon can't come out without her permission, this month she just keeps quiet in the room making her stressed and depressed.

Alvaro does not care about the mental condition of the Moon, even though the condition of the mother will affect the fetus it contains. Alvaro's feelings have been consumed by hatred, thus closing his conscience. The young man was extremely cruel, treating the Moon arbitrarily without thinking about how badly she was devastated.

The moon rubbed the tears in her cheeks, she immediately slipped the knife under her pillow. The moon decided to go back to the dining table again, he sat opposite Alvaro eating his fried rice. The two of them had breakfast together with silence, occasionally the Moon looked at Alvaro but the Moon immediately lowered its head again. After finishing breakfast Moon cleaned the table, he then went kitchen to wash the dishes used for their meals.

Someone's big hand suddenly turned off the sink faucet making Moon tickle, he knew who did it. Alvaro pulled his hand leading him towards the central room.

The Moon's body floated as Alvaro carried her to sit her on a long table. "What do you want Al to do?" Tanya Moon felt careless.

"I want dessert." Alvaro said as he stared fixedly at his wife, Moon gulped his saliva with difficulty because the young man before him seemed eager to examine his body.

Alvaro did not tease him, he pulled the dress his wife wore revealing his innocent body. Alvaro put the Moon on the table. He gripped both hands of the Moon to hold her. Alvaro drew his face closer, staring fixedly at the beautiful face that always made him fascinated and drifting in passion. The moon looks resigned because even revolting is useless.

Alvaro gently clenched the lips of the Moon, the woman seemed silent not to call as if to allow Alvaro to do as he pleased to his body. Moon's chest was sick, so she seemed to have gone numb. Alvaro growled in his kisses, angry that Moon was cold and indifferent to him. Each of them had a Moon-like undead body that was forced to accept every touch.

Not long after Alvaro took off his lip link giving the Moon a chance to breathe. The young man touched the neck of the Moon level gave some reddish marks, not staying still his right hand down the foot of the Moon level stroking his stomach.

He bit his lower lip, muffling his voice. Alvaro could see the grimacing expression of his wife who was enduring the pain. Alvaro did not care, he pulled the Moon's body to sit back in his arms. Alvaro again grabbed the Moon's soft lips, kissing them intensely. Moon lips are so sweet, she likes the taste.

The moon was tired, she leaned against Alvaro's bare chest as the young man hugged her tightly as if reluctant to let go.

Alvaro stroked his wife's long hair mane. "Be quiet the Moon, I love a submissive woman who doesn't talk much." Alvaro enjoys his wife's seductive body. Their bodies were attached to each other with sweat drenching them. The moon raised its head because Alvaro was fondling him. The woman seemed to be wheezing with her chest up and down breathing.

"Al, alvaro stop." The great-grandson of the Moon said his feet were numb. Alvaro gripped the Moon's hip holding the woman who was trying to push her body away. Alvaro scanned the Moon's beautiful face, slowly his eyes closed. The moon lost its consciousness in Alvaro's embrace making the young man sigh violently.

Alvaro patted Moon's cheek several times. "Month." Call her, but the woman doesn't respond. This is not the first because the Moon often faints when they are in contact, so Alvaro is not too anxious about the Moon's habits. The young man saw the Moon's body getting weaker and weaker, was it possible because it was nearing her delivery.

Just counting the days, the baby in the womb of the birth month made Alvaro riled. His mind floated on the divorce papers filed by the previous Month, until this moment Alvaro was reluctant to sign them. Honestly, he is not willing to divorce the Moon, his heart is not ready if the Moon is owned by another man. He did hate the Moon because of the betrayal he did, but there was still a feeling of affection for Alvaro for his first wife. The Moon will remain his and Alvaro is reluctant to let the Moon go of his life.

The young man carried the Moon, he led her towards the room. Slowly he laid the Moon's body on the bed, not wanting his wife to get cold because the AC was on and Alvaro covered the Moon's plain body. This morning it was raining so heavily, adding to the cool atmosphere of today. Alvaro reached out his hand stroking his wife's cheek gently.

"I'm not letting you go of the Moon." His murmur stared fixedly at the beautiful face of his wife.

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