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Tonights

　

　

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_Tell me your hardest problem. Although it does not make the problem better\, at least you have a place to share._

　

　

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The white towel was wrapped around Shasha's body. The woman walked into the closet. Open the closet door. After finding a fitting outfit, Shasha took off her towel and put on the light blue nightgown.

　

　

Shasha was aghast when the room door suddenly opened. Apparently husband. Givar was surprised to see his wife wearing clothes. He immediately shut the door. The man touched his chest, as his heart seemed to want to jump right then and there.

　

　

What he saw just now made him have trouble swallowing the saliva. It was not the first time Givar had seen a plain female body, yet he had never seen Shasha's innocent body. At that time only the upper part of his body had ever been seen by him.

　

　

Givar flinched when the door of the room opened. It was his wife who opened the door. The woman looked at him. Givar watched Shasha who was already wearing her nightgown.

　

　

"I-I'm sorry, I missed you, huh?" Tanya Givar was nervous. Shasha shook her head with a smile, "Father, this is not my room anyways. This is your room too."

　

　

"Emm...." Givar was confused as to what to say.

　

　

"Just go in, baby."

　

　

After saying that, Shasha went back into the room. Givar.

　

　

The man melted his body while adoring his wife. Shasha sat in front of the mirror. She put on night cream for her face and applied body lotion to her body.

　

　

The smell of these things revealed Givar's sense of smell. The man noticed what his wife was doing. Shasha looked at Givar.

　

　

The man smiled. Shasha too. He's thrusting his night cream on Givar.

　

　

The man nodded.

　

　

"You wear it too? It's good for the skin. When you wake up in the morning, your face will feel fresh and radiant." Shasha talks like a model in a beauty commercial.

　

　

Givar shook his head, "No, no, it's for girls."

　

　

Shasha looked at the packaging, "Yes too, yeah. If you want, I buy it specifically for guys."

　

　

Givar flicked his hand, "No need. You bought for you. My face is pretty, even if I don't use night cream."

　

　

Shasha laughed, "Yes, you're so handsome."

　

　

"Yes, very handsome, but dear..the handsome is just diliatin," muttered Givar slowly. Shasha turned to her husband again, "What did you say?"

　

　

Givar gawked then immediately shook his head while smiling amusedly. Shasha looked at her husband with a suspicious expression.

　

　

After all the cream was applied, Shasha melted her body onto the bed against Givar. Just as Shasha was about to close both of her eyes, the burly hand moved hugging her flat stomach. Shasha slightly puffed a glance at her husband.

　

　

The man inhaled an intoxicating scent emanating from the nape of his wife.

　

　

"You want to keep your back on me?" Givar asked in a half grumbling tone. Shasha smiled then she turned around and faced her husband in a sideways sleeping position.

　

　

They look at each other.

　

　

Something was implied in their eyes. It was as if they wanted to say something, but it was not spoken.

　

　

Both of them felt awkward in such a position. Givar chose to eliminate awkwardness by speaking first.

　

　

"Emmm... at that time.. we... ever... how about we.... continue the delayed?" Givar seemed nervous saying that.

　

　

Shasha seemed to think, "That's me...."

　

　

"That's even if you ngizininin I do," cut Givar quickly. Shasha rubbed her husband's cheek, "Actually, ever since we got married, I've been ngizinin you. We're tied to the wedding rope, which means you deserve me."

　

　

Givar had not expected, as it turned out from the start, Shasha was indeed waiting for him. They kept quiet for no awkwardness. Givar doesn't want to make Shasha feel uncomfortable when he's with her, if he takes his passion out on her. Shasha never thought so. Shasha's words made Givar feel happy.

　

　

"Are you serious? You willing?" Givar asked with an anxious look of hope.

　

　

Shasha nodded, "Yes, I...."

　

　

Shasha had not yet finished his sentence, Givar smashed his wife's lips in full prosecution. The man rubbed his wife's back gently. Shasha was a little surprised.

　

　

The woman hugged her husband's neck. This time they did not feel awkward in the least. It seemed like that touch made the two enter their own world. The fortress of awkwardness between them had collapsed.

　

　

Givar changed their position. The man was on top of his wife's body. Their kisses are still going on. The man's hand moved unbuttoning the front of the nightgown that Shasha was wearing.

　

　

Shasha ***Hair Givar. The man let go of his kiss then looked at the face of my Shasha who was below him. Shasha looked at her husband with a stifled expression.

　

　

Both breaths gasping.

　

　

Givar brought his face closer. He kissed his wife's neck romantically. Shasha lowly as she pulled the Givar shirt.

　

　

A reddish mark was clearly imprinted on Shasha's white neck. The man smiled pervertedly at the sign of his possession. While Shasha had already flushed both of her cheeks.

　

　

Givar touched Shasha's chest while putting on an expression as if asking, 'Can?'.

　

　

Shasha averted her eyes while nodding slowly. The man took down his wife's nightgown and 'played' there.

　

　

"Darling.. eumh slowly." Shasha grimaced slightly as she touched the nape of her husband.

　

　

As Givar was about to unzip his pants, Shasha held the man's hand.

　

　

"Why, Honey? Are you not ready yet?" Asked Givar who already could not hold himself back.

　

　

"But I'm on the moon."

　

　

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Breakfast, morning,

　

　

Givar played his fork and spoon on the plate. The man looked lazy. Shasha who saw her husband's expression just smiled amusedly.

　

　

"You're like a child, baby," said Shasha, wiping her husband's hair.

　

　

Givar turned to his wife with a frown, "When is it finished?"

　

　

"Usually a week."

　

　

Givar smeared his face to the table. Shasha chuckles. He rubbed the man's shoulder.

　

　

"A week isn't long, is it?" Ask Shasha. Givar was pounding like a worm.

　

　

The man got up while looking sadly at his wife, "That's a long time."

　

　

"You don't eat, you get hungry at the office" Shasha said. Givar rolled his eyeballs, "I've been starving since three months ago."

　

　

Shasha just shook her head softly hearing her husband's silly answer.

　

　

"Don't forget lunch, yeah. I'm ready to make lunch." After saying so, Shasha stuffed the rice and side dishes into the lunch box. Givar watched his wife.

　

　

"You've been in the office and still had time to eat, eat, yes." Shasha spoke without stopping her activities.

　

　

Givar looked at his wife who was carrying a water bottle and filled it. The man really felt very happy to have a wife like Shasha. Moreover, they love each other, they also respect each other.

　

　

Looks like I love you more, Shaquellin. I really fell in love with the right person. Thank you, Givar said in his heart.

　

　

"Oh yes, at that time your client came here. He asks you, but you're not home anymore" said Shasha, who brought the man back from the world of daydreams to the real world.

　

　

"Who?" Ask Givar.

　

　

"Mr Felix Donovan."

　

　

Shasha pulled Givar's shoulder to look at him. Givar followed his wife's wishes. The woman painfully put the tie on.

　

　

"Oh yeah, we met at my apartment."

　

　

"He's a stranger, huh?" Ask Shasha. Givar nodded, "He's like us, got mixed blood."

　

　

Shasha nodded in understanding. The woman finished pairing the tie, she smiled smugly at the neat result.

　

　

Givar did not move from his place. Shasha frowned, "You don't want to leave? Papa will be angry."

　

　

"Kiss me."

　

　

Shasha took a breath then kissed the man's lips at a glance. Givar smiled, he got up and kissed his wife's lips again.

　

　

　

　

"What did he say," Shasha muttered softly as she folded her hands in front of her chest.

　

　

After her husband's car leaves the house, Shasha sees her two rabbit. Bunny and Snowy appear to be in their enclosure. Shasha took them out and gave them carrots and other vegetables.

　

　

Unlike Snowy, Bunny does not eat fresh vegetables. Shasha gently rubbed the hairy body, "You don't want to eat as well as like Givar? Wh why? You'll be sick."

　

　

Amelia came to visit. He saw Shasha's whereabouts in the middle room. The girl came up to him and said, "Morning, Sha."

　

　

Shasha turned, "Mel? Since when is dateng?"

　

　

"Recently, the front door wasn't closed, so I just went in, hehe. sorry."

　

　

Shasha just smiled as she shook her head slowly.

　

　

Amelia looked at Bunny who was not moving much. He touched the brown haired rabbit, "Why didn't he eat his carrots?"

　

　

"I don't know, I think he's sick, huh." Shasha looked worried. Amelia lifted Bunny's body, "Well, let's go to the vet."

　

　

Shasha agreed.

　

　

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The male doctor who was examining Bunny, glanced at Snowy who was in Shasha's lap. Amelia and Shasha looked at each other.

　

　

"Did that rabbit hurt too?" Ask doctor.

　

　

Shasha shaking.

　

　

The doctor nodded, "Oh, I guess he's sick, because you guys took him too."

　

　

"They cannot be separated, they are married" said Shasha. The doctor looked confused.

　

　

Amelia immediately explained, "Ah, that's why we bought a pair of rabbits, and we call them married couples."

　

　

The doctor smiled, "I see, animal lovers are like that."

　

　

Amelia nodded with a smile.

　

　

"After this, your brown rabbit will improve, he will have to stay in a wider cage. Or let him be free in that backyard in the castle. Then make a house for where they sleep."

　

　

Amelia nodded in understanding, "Thank you, Doc."

　

　

After Bunny gets the handling, Shasha and Amelia bring the two rabbits home.

　

　

On the way, the two of them engaged in conversation.

　

　

"I didn't see your brother at his house, was he okay?" Ask Amelia.

　

　

Shasha seemed to think.

　

　

Shasha threw the food she was carrying onto the floor to the point that the contents scattered out. The woman pushed Sven's chest in anger.

　

　

"Why are you lakainin' this to the cave! You're angry with the cave just because papa and mama love the cave more, yes?!" Shasha shouted in front of her brother's face.

　

　

"Not the cave that killed. But, someone else." Sven couldn't accept that his sister blamed him.

　

　

"Crazy psycho! Papa same mom hates the same lo, because of your own attitude! Why would you even destroy the future of the cave by killing the cave fiancee?!" Shasha shouted while beating Sven's chest.

　

　

The man held his sister's hands together, "The cave will clear, but not now. It's urgent again! The killer is in hiding!"

　

　

"Udah is clearly your killer! You killed Refandi! He never did anything wrong with you! You should kill the cave, if you hate the cave!" Jerky Shasha.

　

　

"Shaques! Caving the cave first!" Jerky Sven. Shasha was silent in between her sobs.

　

　

"The cave didn't kill Refandi. No matter how bad the cave is, there is no way the cave can be its own cave until the whole thing. The promise cave, the cave will drag the killer in front of you" Sven said.

　

　

Shasha crying. Sven rubbed his sister's hair then gave a warm hug.

　

　

In Sven's arms, Shasha still cried sobbing, "Even though it has passed, even though I already belong to someone else, Refandi must not die. He's a good guy."

　

　

Sven nodded as he placed his chin on Shasha's head.

　

　

"You've been terrorized by someone, haven't you?"

　

　

Sven's question made Shasha let go of his embrace and looked at the older sister, "You know where you're from?"

　

　

"That's not important. You often get a lot of flowers and letters from someone unknown. Don't know why, but I feel the same way."

　

　

"The one who killed Refandi and the one who sent many letters?" Ask Shasha.

　

　

"The one who got me into trouble in high school, the one who bullied you, the one who killed the Reformation, the one who hated us. I have no enemies, nor have I ever caused any trouble." It seems Sven is thinking hard.

　

　

Shasha thought about that too.

　

　

"That guy seems to like you." Sven's words surprised Shasha, "Why think that?"

　

　

"Red roses.. That's love, right?"

　

　

Shasha fell silent.

　

　

"For sure, what that person does is to make our mental down. But, why, try?" Sven hit his own palm, in a fit of anxiety.

　

　

"Maybe he hates our family."

　

　

"Sha?" Shasha gasped as Amelia reprimanded her. He turned towards Amelia who was also staring at him.

　

　

"Yes?" Shasha.

　

　

"You daydreaming?"

　

　

Shasha smiled as she shook her head, "No, really."

　

　

Another jam, the sound of vehicle horns unpretentious on the streets. The atmosphere that afternoon was very hot.

　

　

Amelia slowed down her car. He closed the windshield and raised the car's AC temperature.

　

　

"I'm worried about Svender."

　

　

Shasha looked at the girl, "Why? You guys close?"

　

　

"Ah? Ti-no.. it's just. he likes to change his mood a little quickly. So, I'm pretty worried."

　

　

"You don't want to, he was about to throw a vase?" Ask Shasha. Amelia nodded, "I remember, and I understood. Yes, his mood must have been bad by then. I can see his expression and manner of speaking."

　

　

Shasha smiled, "Thank you."

　

　

Amelia frowned, "Why?"

　

　

"You care about my brother, yes, even though he is like that. I'm glad there's someone else who loves him too."

　

　

Both of Amelia's cheeks blushed. He smiled, "I'm just a little curious about him."

　

　

"Curious why?"

　

　

Amelia imagines Sven's handsome face, "Curious to what his true nature looks like. He is unpredictable. Just this time I found someone like him."

　

　

Shasha seemed to think.

　

　

"She's also handsome" continued Amelia.

　

　

Shasha laughed, "How do you like him? Sven was never open about his feelings. He said once that he only had an ex."

　

　

Amelia shook her head, "You know, I'm always on the same side as her, I'm probably going crazy."

　

　

Shasha laughed, "No way."

　

　

"He really...."

　

　

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20.53: 26 October 2019

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