Love Brother Courier

12. Accompanying a Working Husband

“Hah, bored at home is nothing,” complained Keyla who was sitting in the living room chair while playing his cellphone.

Since running away from home, Keyla no longer works at her father's company. Usually, he would go out for a walk or shopping. But now, the money he had was dwindling. He can't keep spending his money just to make fun of it.

“It looks like I have to find a job. I can't stay home like this,” Keyla muttered.

Before long he heard the sound of a motorcycle coming into the yard. Turns out it was Shaka who came home sooner.

Keyla peeked out of the window. That's right it's Shaka. He saw the clock on his phone. It's only 12 o'clock but why is Shaka home? She opened the door and approached her husband.

“Shaka, are you home? Very fast,” asked Keyla.

“You've eaten?” Shaka asks Keyla something else.

“Not yet, anyway. Why?” ask Keyla again.

“We ate out, yuk. I happened to have a package between the decks here, so all of me stopped by the house to take you to eat. It's so good you haven't eaten. We eat out,” Shaka replied.

Keyla nodded quickly. “OK, I want,” said Keyla with a sparkling face.

“Yes, close the door first and use your helmet.”

“Oke boss, ready!” Keyla raised his hand like he was respecting a general. Shaka also laughed at his wife's anxious behavior.

After closing the door and wearing a helmet, Keyla immediately got on the bike. This time Keyla did not dare to hug Shaka from behind. He still remembered how his heart was beating when he hugged Shaka yesterday.

“Hand, later fall,” said Shaka then pulled Keyla's hand and placed it on his waist left and right.

“Yes, yes,” Keyla replied shyly with a fluffy smile on her face.

Ah, you Keyla. Shaka's attention as small as this can make his heart beat.

Then they went to lunch at the sidewalk again. Keyla ordered the same menu as last night. He began to be interested in the menu of chicken penyet and terasi kale. Not forgetting iced tea as a drink.

After finishing eating, Shaka planned to drive Keyla home, while he continued his work delivering packages to customers. But Keyla whines to accompany him to work. Keyla said she was tired of being home alone. Finally Shaka relented and let Keyla accompany him to deliver the goods.

At first Shaka thought Keyla would complain of overheating or fatigue due to the slowness of sitting on the bike. But it turns out the assumption was wrong. Keyla really enjoyed it. Keyla is happy to be able to travel here and there with Shaka despite having to stop several times to deliver customer order packages.

“Where? Not tired? Want me to drive you home?” ask Shaka.

Shaka pinched Keyla's nose softly. “I kirain you are tired, uh even the art,” said Shaka.

They also continued their journey to deliver some more packages that were still left until they were unaware when it was late afternoon. Shaka's motor suddenly stops at a house in an elite area. Keyla looked towards the house, she knew who the owner of the house was.

“You wait a minute, yes. I delivered the package to the inside first,” said Shaka then got off his motorcycle.

The house in front of them was covered by a high fence and there was a security post there as well. Of course, the owner of this house is from among the people.

“Shaka, wait! Let me just go between these packages,” said Keyla holding Shaka to deliver the package.

Shaka knitted his brows at Keyla. Why did Keyla suddenly want to deliver the package to the mansion?

“Let me alone, you just wait on the motor,” reject Shaka.

Keyla then takes the package in Shaka's hands. “Udah, let me just, yes.”

Shaka again held the package that almost escaped into Keyla's hands. “Why are you, anyway? Do you know who the owner of this package is? Do you know whose home this is?” shaka asked suspiciously.

Keyla nodded. “Yes, I know the owner of this package. You just calm down. I'm anterin' this for a second. You wait here, yes.”

“Wait! Who the hell has this package? Your brother? Or your family?” shaka asked worriedly.

Keyla chuckles at Shaka's concern for her. “You are funny if you are worried about it again,” said Keyla.

“Ngak. Who's worried? Regular aja!” shaka said while throwing his gaze in the other direction because he did not want to be caught by Keyla if he was worried about the girl.

“Yes, that's why you're here. Let me deliver the package to the inside,” said Keyla then bring the package to the security post there.

Shaka can't hold Keyla anymore. He only saw his wife approaching the security post. The strange security guard there even opened the gate for Keyla and let her go inside.

Shaka felt strange. Keyla should have just left the package to security earlier. Instead of going inside deliver the package directly to the owner. After all, it's not a COD package to pay for. That's a package that's been paid off.

With a feeling of worry Shaka was forced to wait for his wife behind the towering fence.

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