It's not my fault for taking your wife

BSMI 62's

Giany's gaze swept across the entire grey painted room. A bridal room that has been decorated in such a way. Very romantic with beautiful sheets and curtains. It might be a perfect place if the occupants of the room were married because they love each other, but not Giany. Allan was forced to marry him because of the insistence of the citizens. Moreover, her husband had someone he loved named Babylicious. What is the meaning of a Giany who is only Maysha's nanny.

For Giany, maybe this situation is not much different when married to Desta, where the man has a lover that he loves, which makes him hate Giany. And now, with Allan was almost the same situation.

“In that closet there are clothes for you.” Allan's voice broke the ice. He pointed to a large cupboard in the corner of the room. “Mothers who have everything ready for you.”

Giany nodded slowly. His body reflexively reacted as Allan walked closer to him. Allan could clearly see how trembling the woman was and seemed uncomfortable being in the same room as her. Allan understands that Giany needs time and he will wait while teaching the meaning of affection from a real married couple.

“If you need something just say.”

“Mas ... Can I sleep in the lower room with Maysha?” Somehow the stupid-sounding sentence escaped Giany's lips, making Allan smile gently.

“Giany ... We're already married. What do our mothers and sisters say when we sleep in separate rooms? You don't be afraid. Until you allow it, I won't touch you.”

Giany looked at Allan fixedly. In the mind ask, how does he know what is on his mind now? Allan was a different man.

“Thank you, Mas.”

After that, he headed to the closet. Just opening the door just made Giany's eyes round. Inside the closet was full of new clothes that her mother-in-law had prepared. After a few minutes of standing in front of the door, the choice fell on a blue pajama suit. Of the many pajama suits, only this blue one is rather thick and not so thin.

Carrying a bathrobe and pajamas, Giany entered the bathroom. Again he had to spend a few minutes struggling with kebaya buttons. He was quite difficult to open it, because half of the back is a zipper, and half is a button. Of course Giany needs someone's help to open it.

How's this. Ask for help from Mas Allan. Be ashamed.

The bathroom door is half open. Giany's head looked out. It looks like Allan is sitting on the bed while playing his phone.

“Mas ..”

“Iya ..” Allan looked over in a cool pretentious style. He knew what Giany was calling him. It's definitely a shirt button business. Allan hid a grin on his perverted face. “What's up?”

Giany still looks embarrassed at the thought of his innocent back being seen by Allan. But it would be more embarrassing if he went downstairs just to ask for help from Aunt Misa or Early Mom to help unbutton her danger.

“Mas, can you please open my shirt buttons on the back?”

“Oh, yes ... Here.” He still pretends to be relaxed, even though in a turbulent heart.

When else can see this smooth back. Mesum it is okay, it is halal this. Inner Allan.

Allan clucked while cursing himself.

The widower is the widow ... But his behavior is like a newly married couple. There's such shame. It sucks!

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Giany just got out of the bathroom. Already wearing his blue pajama suit. His eyes returned to the bed, where Allan was still sitting relaxed while playing his phone.

Giany sat in front of the dresser. Combing her long hair. Every now and then Allan glanced with his eyes tails.

Beautiful wife. Honey can't be touched. Hold Allan, Giany was a victim of domestic violence. To cure the trauma, you have to slow down.

“Giany ... You're not sleepy?” allan asked after seeing Giany's eyes began to glare. She had been sitting in front of the dresser for almost an hour. Allan knew his wife was tired and sleepy, but was ashamed to be in one bed with him. “Come here!” He patted the empty place next to him.

Giany hesitated to approach and sat on the lip of the bed. Allan's Back.

“You just sleep. I won't bother you.” With full tenderness Allan pulled a blanket over Giany's body. He gave a brief kiss on the forehead, making Giany feel goosebumps.

“Iya, Mas.”

Half a night passed. Room lighting is dim because only the sleeping lights are on. Giany woke up when he felt something heavy sitting on his stomach.

Oh my God what is this? his consciousness returned immediately. She had forgotten to have been the wife of Allan Hadikusuma. Braving to turn his head, Giany looked at Allan's face that had fallen asleep. And what makes everything feel heated is, he hugs Giany like a bolster pillow. Even Giany until difficult to move made.

The woman had intentionally slept at the end of the bed. Allan hugged him as if afraid if Giany to fall to the floor.

Slowly Giany's hand touched Allan's hand which wrapped around his stomach. I want to move it, but it's heavy. And again, she did not want her husband to wake up.

Afterwards, Giany chose to close his eyes. Trying to sleep, even though his heart feels will jump out. Without him realizing that a smile of happiness was rising on Allan's face.

The hug has also been a progression. Allan's spirit. Inner Allan.

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