
Love is Not Love
“I love you Maisara ..!” The muttering sound was very clearly heard in Maisara's ears, but what was the power of the girl was between the real world and her dreams.
Then, he replied subconsciously with an answer, “I am too!” with smile.
The next day, he woke up in disbelief with what he saw. He slept on his back and Harlan's head was on his chest. The man slept well there.
He was silent for a moment to collect his life and regain consciousness, until he knew that Daina might have been guarding Mahes all night. He did not even hear the sound of crying.
Ahk! It should hurt my chest, it turned out to be a pillow!
Maisara turned her husband's head slowly so that he could not be freed and Harlan did not wake up. He succeeded, and Harlan just moved and changed his position in the opposite direction and then he went back to sleep.
Maisara immediately rushed out of the room after being freed from Harlan's embrace. He had to determine whether his son woke up at night or not.
“Mother!” maisara said, when he arrived at his mother's room and saw Mahes still asleep with his body lying face down on Daina's bed.
“Do not be noisy later you will wake Mahes he just woke up and drank milk!” The floor plan replied in a soft voice as he sat on the bed curling his hair over his head.
“Why didn't Mom wake me?”
“You think, how will I wake you up? Do I have to scream while your husband is sleeping, do you? Akhs! Never mind, go take a shower! You have to tidy up when your husband is here,” Daina said as she headed to the kitchen to make breakfast.
“Iya, yes,” said Maisara impressed lazy, but he immediately hit his shoulder hard.
“Quick! Clean yourself up first, before your son wakes up, and don't let your husband get upset because Mahes is crying!”
Sure enough when the employees came as usual, the atmosphere began to crowded so that Mahes was awake. Moreover, that day there was Harlan, as if a warm room became cold in the snow.
The man, standing at the place where lunch was used together, looked like he was looking around. Like a big boss who is watching the performance of his men.
Harlan was clearly just waking up, with her clothes and hair in disarray. Maisara who saw it was astonished, because her husband never appeared in public in a messy state. He is always neat and keeps his image as a famous company director.
Yet right now it was as if his pride was piled up somewhere. In fact, he clumsily hugged his wife, when he saw her emerge from Daina's room. The man did so without the slightest shame.
When Harlan woke up earlier, he did not see Maisara beside and around his room. Then, when he came out, it was already crowded by employees who started working. He did not see his wife in the production room either, therefore he did not care about her appearance, because what he had in mind was, where is my wife?
“Harlan! You haven't washed your face and bathed, how dare you show your face in front of my men?” maisara asked softly as she tried to let go of Harlan's two hands that were coiled around her waist.
“What's really why? They're your men, not my men!”
“Are you not ashamed, usually you never look like this, right?”
“No, I am not ashamed .. You are ashamed because I am like this!”
Maisara was at a loss for words to hear Harlan's words, which she said were shameless.
“What should I do now?”
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