Look at Me, My Husband
S1. Chapter 37
Wira's car is still trailing behind the black sports pajero that Stevi boarded. Actually lazy stalking, if it gets caught, Stevi will be big head and considered to be an important part of his life. But Wira must do it for the sake of Nola, his little girl who does not know anything should not fall into the hands of irresponsible men if they later separate and Stevi remarried.
The hero clucked in annoyance as the car stopped right in front of Stevi's house, where the man did not come out in the slightest. Just a goodbye hand from the car.
“Sial! Just wasting my time.” The hero grumbled in annoyance, while hitting the steering wheel. Before resuming her car, Wira remained in front of Stevi's house for a few minutes, until the secretary came out holding Nola.
The hero was surprised, of course, as Stevi walked towards her car parked by the side of the road. Tapping slowly on the windshield showed off her most beautiful smile.
“Mas, why not sign in?” stevi asked with a bright smile. Ever since getting off in Dennis' car he's been catching wet Wira. Happiness of course enveloped her heart, especially when she saw her husband visiting at home after a long time.
“Papi ...” cry little Nola while smiling cheerfully when found the Hero who was in the car. The little girl immediately rolled her hands together to reach the father who had not seen for almost a month.
Having found that, Wira immediately opened the car door and took Nola sitting on her lap, right in front of the steering wheel.
“I borrow Nola for a while, later I will return it again,” said Wira, after closing the car door again.
“Mas, where are you going?” stevi asked, intending to get in the car.
“Just go around the complex for a while. After that I will return it to you.” The hero said without looking at the woman who was sculpting outside the car.
“I'm coming, yeah. We have something to talk about, Mas.” Stevie tried to speak softly.
Without giving an answer, Wira immediately closed the glass back and drove the four-wheeled vehicle without looking again. He knew Stevi was holding back his regret right now.
Satisfied surrounding the complex, Wira stopped the speed of his car right in the yard of his parents' house. As soon as he got out of the car, Wira was surprised to find Nola's nanny also followed into the yard of the house.
“Mbak, how did it get here?” tanya Wira frowned. The man just got out of the car holding Nola.
“Mistress Stevi asked me to come here,” the nanny answered briefly. It was just about to take over Nola but Wira held it back.
“Let me carry it, soon I have to go home.” Wira knocks slowly on the door of her mother's house, while screaming calling.
It didn't take long, Mama Wira appeared smiling happily to find her son and granddaughter standing at the door.
“You from mama, Wir? There's Oma's grandson too.” With happy sparkling eyes, take over Nola.
“I happened to pass by, so all of you met Nola.” Lying heroes. Didn't want to panic her mother with the story of a foreign man she saw with Stevi.
“Ma, I have to leave now, Naina is waiting for me at home. I was too late,” Wira said, as she kissed Nola's face with her anxiety.
“Papi go home first, darling,” say goodbye Wira, kiss the head of his daughter. There was a small whimper of Nola when she saw Wira walking away.
“Wira delay! There was always no time for Nola. Everything's up for Naina!” mama Wira grumbled in annoyance, but the middle-aged woman could do nothing.
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Naina was surprised when she came out of the bathroom to find Wira already lying on her back on the bed. The beautiful woman who was still wrapped in a bathrobe with her head rolled up in a towel walked over.
“Mas, how come home fast?” ask Naina wonder.
“Yes, Mas don't so meet clients. Last stop by the place of mama for a while,” explained Wira, closed her eyes. Enjoying the softness of the bed accompanied by the fragrant aroma of Naina's bath soap that stings into his sense of smell.
"Mas, shower now. After that we have dinner,” pinta Naina. Just about to walk into the closet, Wira had held his hand and pulled his wife to lie down on his body.
“Gemane Mas briefly. Mas tired, Nai.” The hero clutches the body of the wife who is on it, tightly locking the body with the bathrobe that has been exposed to a mess.
“What's the problem, Mas?” Naina tried asking. His hand had reached into the pocket of Wira's pants, looking for the husband's cell phone as usual. It's been a few weeks since she combed her husband's cell phone.
Wira chuckled when she saw Naina had taken a comfortable position, lying next to her with her fingers flat surfing on her thin device.
“Little thief. Always has. Mas keeps young wife Mas in there, Nai,” said Wira teasingly, pinching his wife's pointed nose.
Naina flinch, still busy checking the call list in and out on her husband's phone. The smile on his lips expanded when he found his name that ranked at the top with the most number of incoming and outgoing calls. There are several incoming calls from corporate clients that Naina can recognize because she has been seen several times contacting Wira.
Moving to whatsapp, Naina again rummaged through the contents of the text message until it was not left.
“Search what, Nai?” ask Wira, come see what his wife is reading.
Hundreds of chat that had not been read by Wira in the High School alumni group and campus group participated in the talks Naina. Nothing is missed in the least.
“Mas, there's a SMA reunion later this month,” Naina's story. The view does not switch a bit from the screen.
“Mas hasn't read it, Nai. Where?” ask Wira. Choosing to close his eyes while clutching tightly with his wife, waiting for the information Naina would convey to him.
“The place is uncertain, Mas. Ah ...!” naina's screams rang out as Wira pecked her face in a tangle.
“Mandi now, Mas. Your body smells of sweat!” nagel Naina, rubbing part of her face wet by the saliva of Wira. Pushing her husband's body out of bed.
“Mas, take a shower first!” naina orders again, already standing up and pulls the hand of the Hero. He gave no chance to the man to refuse.
“Yes, yes, this is Mas shower now.” Hero relented.
Naina's smile grew when she found her husband walking to the bathroom and soon heard the rustling of the tap water flowing.
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Almost half an hour, Naina ruffled Wira's phone. Find out all the things about Stevi there. From incoming messages to Stevi's social media pages that can't be snooped from her account. Stevi locked all his social accounts and shared them only with those closest to him.
All the discussion in the alumni group chat in the reading one by one, nothing is passed. Until not realizing, as footsteps settles walking closer to him. Two burly hands suddenly tightly locked onto his waist.
“What do you want to know?” ask the hero suddenly. The man grabbed his wife from behind. With wet hair still dripping, some fell on the screen of a mobile phone displaying Stevi's photo.
“Mas, you surprised me,” grumbled Naina surprised.
“You are curious about Stevi's personal life?” asked the Hero again, dropping his chin on Naina's shoulder.
Naina nodded.
“Why not ask. Mas will tell you about it, Nai.” The hero smiled, tightening his embrace.
“Really? Nai is curious about Stevi's husband. Do you know him?” ask Naina.
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