Look at Me, My Husband
S1. Chapter 6
The hero pulled his car right in front of Stevi. With a heavy heart, following the good intentions of his wife who had a heart as gentle as a goddess.
The hand of the Hero restrains Naina's movements, as she sees for herself his wife about to open the door and come down.
“Honey, where are you going? Outside the rain. Here, talk through the car window,” said Wira, begging.
“It's okay, Mas. Disrespectful,” said Naina, smiling. Immediately descend to meet Stevi with both hands covering her head from the drizzle.
“Stev, come with me. Mas Wira will take you home,” take Naina.
“No need, Mistress. I'll take a taxi,” turn down Stevi. In my heart I would love to go home with a hero. All this time she had to rack her brain looking for an excuse just to go home with Wira, but this time the fairy godmother offered her willingly. It's okay too, most heroes will only get angry for a while after it softens back.
“Ayo Stev, later the rain hunt is more dense. Soon night, pity your daughter wait,” said Naina, giving an excuse.
After various persuasions and seducing, Stevi finally according to. When he got into the car, opened the back door, his heart slipped. Looking at the front seat Naina filled. The place that had been filled by him without Naina's knowledge.
The door closed, indicating all passengers were ready to leave. The hero immediately pulled out the tissue from the dashboard and helped Naina clean her wet face.
“Already Mas, Nai alone,” said Naina blushed embarrassment, because of the intimacy Wira showed in front of Stevi. His hand hurriedly took the tissue expert from the hand of the Hero, choosing to clean his own face.
“My wife should not be sick, who is sleeping Mas later,” Wira tease, as if forgetting there are others who fill their car. The hero seemed to not care about the presence of Stevi sitting in the back seat.
“Mas ...” Those smooth cheeks were flushed back, as their intimate matters on the bed were showcased in front of others.
“Iya Darling,” says Wira relented.
Hearing the various chatter coming out of the lips of the Hero, Stevi could only pluck her lips silently - she, holding back her irritation. Especially when looking at the hand of the Hero who does not want to release his grip on the hand of the wife. Stevi again cast aside a glance, enduring the envious turmoil that filled the recesses of her heart.
“Stev, his house is not too far from home then Mas Wira right, yes?” ask Naina, make sure.
“Iya, Mistress. Still one complex,” said Stevi casually.
“Oh thank goodness.” Naina smilingly looked at the Hero who was focused on her steering wheel.
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Along the way Stevi chooses silence, turns his eyes on the highway, enjoys an afternoon traffic density. Frenzied, horny sounds dominated in the middle of the choked road.
The route that should be able to pass in half an hour should be fifteen minutes less than it should be. The black sedan Wira, stopping right at the top of the road, in front of a two-story house. The building with a modern classic concept dominated by white warrants bone that looks more striking than other houses. Naina was flabbergasted to see how luxurious the residential design that became the residence of her husband's secretary.
“Pak, thanks for the ride,” said Stevi to Wira, after the car he was riding stopped.
“Thanks, Mistress,” continued Stevi, smiling, before opening the car door and exiting.
“Honey, where are you going?” ask the hero, choose to stay in the car.
“Mau is just stale, Mas. Not bad, like online drivers only,” said Naina, followed Stevi after the secretary said goodbye.
“Stev, we go. Say hello to your daughter and husband,” saying goodbye to Naina, waving her hand and returning to the car.
As soon as he dropped his body, he sat back in the car. Naina is back as chatty as ever. Although she was not the gossip mums, but seeing the condition of Stevi's mansion, her curious soul was called out.
“Mas knows Stevi's husband? Looks like Stevi's husband is. Why does he still want to work?” ask Naina. Flirting with many questions.
“Have started to smartly gossip people, yes!” sahut Wira, smiling nosy.
“Not so Mas. Nai was just curious. Strangely enough, when the mothers out there want to spend time with their daughter's son, why Stevi must be tired of working and leave her daughter, if her husband is able to heat up. Poor little daughter, Mas,” explained Naina.
“Because not everyone can think like Nainanya Mas. Already, do not think of others, just think of Mas, Nai,” said Wira, raising the descent of both eyebrows.
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Shortly, after passing a few blocks, Wira's car entered the yard of a beautiful two-story house, the second residence of Wira's parents. On the porch of the house, the two had been greeted by a middle-aged couple who were chatting, spending the twilight by chatting.
“Pa ..”.
As soon as she finished kissing the back of Wira's mother's hand, Naina immediately hugged her mother-in-law.
“Ma, how are you? Healthy mom?” ask Naina.
“Mama healthy, Nai. Where have you been?” ask Mama Wira.
“From office, Ma. It is special to visit here. I haven't seen my mom in a long time. Nai kangen,” said Naina, still not willing to let go of her embrace.
Mama and daughter-in-law couple finally chose to enter the house, looking for a more comfortable place to talk. Both of them rarely have free time, so they rarely get to meet. Later Nai gets busy with his boutique, Nai rarely visits them.
Until nightfall, Wira was still there. Sitting leaning on the living room couch chatting with his papa. Mama and Nai, busy in the kitchen to prepare dinner.
“Mas, later we go home to find martabak eggs, yes,” said Naina suddenly. Cut off the conversation of her husband and in-laws. The hero who was leaning spoiled on the sofa while closing his eyes, instantly opened his two neutrals. Staring at Naina, who was suddenly already standing before him.
“Nai want?” ask the hero, take his seat.
“Hmmmm,” murmured Naina.
“Alright, later come home from here, we stop by to buy it.” Hero says. His hand had suddenly grabbed Naina's right hand, grasping it tightly. Wiggling it while talking.
“Nai done helping mama?”
A nod and a smile was enough to answer her husband's question, Naina turned to look at her father-in-law who was listening to the chatter of her son and daughter-in-law.
“Head Mas dizzy, please massage,” pinta Wira, smile begging. With a single jolt, Wira's hand had already pulled Naina's body sitting on her lap.
“Mas,” protest Naina.
“Iya Darling.”
“There's papa, don't be like this.” Naina sat quietly on the left leg of the hero.
“Papa do not mind, please just continue,” said papa Wira, choose to go into his house.
After the death of her father-in-law Naina, forced to massage the temple of Wira with a plan. The massage was gentle and soothing, making her husband smile in his closed eyes.
“Enak Darling, upwards a little.” The hero opened his eyes, looking at Naina lovingly. Her hand grabbed Naina's slender waist and pulled her closer.
“Nai already know when will fly?” ask Wira.
“Maybe next week. Why Mas?” ask Naina, astonished.
“Mas see schedule first, otherwise dense we fly together.”
“Mas serious?” ask Naina to make sure.
“Serious. We have not been traveling together for a long time, ” said the man smiled.
“Thanks Mas. Nai loves you,” he said smiling shyly, circulating his gaze. After making sure there was no one, Naina kissed her husband's lips.
Having Naina kiss him, the man did not miss the opportunity. Hugging her around his wife's waist, allowing Naina to fall on his body that was sitting leaning. Replying to his wife's light kiss, Naina is almost out of breath.
“I love you more, Nai,” said Wira, in between his kisses.
“Mas, already. There's papa's mama. Don't be crazy,” said Naina after successfully escaping from the kiss of Wira, hitting her husband's chest slowly, so that Wira does not continue it again.
“Mas likes to see Nai's flushed cheeks resist embarrassment.” The laughter of Wira sounded, as the palms that rubbed his cheeks glared at his wife.
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