Hes My Husband's

Hes My Husband's
Hold back



The days are going very fast for the 12th grade, how not? Another week they will be tested until they are busy with try out bimbel and also tasks that contain training.


Dea and Dava and their four best friends are the same, they come together every day to study together. Fill each other if one of them does not understand or cannot do the task that contains their exam practice.


"De, I can't do this trigonometry." Sinta points her taskbook to Dea, so Dea can help her.


Now they surround the middle room table of the apartment Dava and Dea, a table that has been turned into a library that is very messy because of the open and inseparable books into one.


Not only the math but also the other maple exercises, they are really serious about the exam this time. The test that determines their next fate, especially for those who want to go to college. Certainly do not want their grades to plummet at the end of their struggle as High School students.


Dava hung his chin to look at Dea who was very serious about teaching Sinta, even sometimes Dea looked up like chanting and remembering a dictionary. Dava smiled, He admitted that Dea is a good girl who has a lot to gain.


Especially in his service, Dea is very good at that one field. Dea's serious face was truly beautiful, as those eyes moved with a quick and slow blink so beautifully. Perfect again because Dea's eyelashes are so flattened.


"Woi Lo Dav, don't look at Dea mulu! Book until Lo winoin!" Dava who was aware of the cries of the Stars spread his gaze at Dea clucking bitterly.


"Bother!" nagel Dava who moved from his seat towards the kitchen, Dava was upset and thirst had filled his throat so upset.


Dea who saw Dava's behavior just shook her head.


"I'm crazy about Dava, wear salting again." Zacky chuckles at the Star's words that deliberately tease Dava. Though Dava's face has been really cool since the Star knows if Dava noticed Dea since.


"Emang Dava likes to be rich, is that salting?" asked her acute Rara kepo who was not helped in the on mode, Bintang shrugged indifferently at Rara's question which was not important at all for her to answer.


"De." call Zacky, Dea looked up at Zacky who raised his empty drinking glass.


"Gue asked for another drink!" Dea nodded then moved from her seat, took Zacky's glass and took a step. But before that Dea rolled her eyes at everyone.


"You want to add more?" ask Dea to the others.


"Yes deh De, this math crazy makes my brain arid" said the star who does not know the direction, said, here that many do not understand the math problem is just the stars and Zack who are shallow in that lesson.


"Yes what's the connection?" omel Sinta clapping the head of the Star.


"Yeah Lo if the same I insist mulu deh Ta." complained the Star by stroking his head. In fact, they rarely seem to get along. Sinta poked her lips not feeling guilty at all.


The star sighed, Dea chuckled comfortingly at their presence in his apartment.


"Gue ya Dea.".


"Gue is also De." added Rara, Dea took the glasses from all her friends and walked towards the kitchen.


Not yet had Dea entered deeper into his kitchen, the sight in front of him made him undo his intention to go towards the kitchen. Her handsome husband was sitting on a dining chair with his head cupped above his arms.


Dea walked towards Dava, rubbing her husband's head fondly.


"Why sleep here?" dea asked softly, Dava only muttered to reply to Dea's question without changing his position.


Dea pulled the other dining chair towards Dava, one arm she used to rest her head in order to see her husband's face from the side. Dea walked every inch of Dava's handsome face with his index finger.


Starting from the temple, in front of his ears and then down to the side jaw, Dava said. Dava remained silent, letting Dea walk beside his face. He also feels comfortable if Dea touches his body, with Dea down next to his face. Dava is very sure Dea feels the same way as well. Admiring the almost perfectly sculpted senses, Dava believed in senpurnaan only to God.


"You tired?" dea asked softly, Dava opened his eyes without any intention of changing the position of his head. Their eyes met, as if locking on to each other and reluctant to let go of each other. Like the gaze of their eyes alone is able to channel all the feelings that exist within them.


"They're done?" dava asked after a long time just staring at each other, Dea shook her head


"Not yet, I want to get them a drink" Dea replied with a glance at the tray containing the empty glass. Dava snorted and looked at his wife in annoyance.


"Yes, that's where you made it!" Dava moved from his seat, Dea frowned. Dea stared at Dava's back as he climbed up the stairs until he was nowhere to be seen.


Did Dea think her husband was tired? Seen from Dava's lethargic face, maybe? Dea raises her shoulders and goes on to her delayed activities, gets all her friends to drink and immediately finishes the practice of the matter that is still piling up.


After returning his friends Dea back to the room, Dea felt something a little strange about Dava. Don't know what? What was clear until the meeting in the kitchen Dava did not come back to study together. Though his best friend asked Dava to be, and Dea said that Dava was tired. Dea doesn't know what's going on with her husband.


Dea turned her bedroom door knob, her eyes fixed on Dava's tall body that only uses a towel limited to the waist. Not the first, but still the same makes the heart beat faster and also his cheeks feel heated to the end of his ears.


"What's wrong?" ask Dava, Dea's gasping. With a stern voice Dea replied.


"N-no." Dea mistakenly closes the door by continuing to curse his stupid even nervous in front of Dava. Surely Dava suspects his attitude is always nervous excessive.


Dava himself was only able to sigh long, his wife was to napa in times like this insensitive? Or Dava has to code to make Dea know what Dava really wants. Complex formulas in mathematics alone Dea is able to solve it easily, then to napa not with the desire Dava? Holding back is like waiting, it's boring and Dava doesn't want to.


Madison, 15/07/20