Love Lembayung Dusk

Chapter 63 Following the groove.

Time has already shown the number nine and thirty. However, Candra has not yet returned home, and it makes Dinda wonder. Where the husband went until the night began to dissolve, but Candra had not returned.

After the Isya prayer, Candra only gave a short message that said that she would return home late without clarity.

Not staying silent, Dinda sent a message asking Candra for her current position. However, he had to swallow the disappointment, because the message did not get a reply. Never reply, not read. As a wife who has experienced failure due to infidelity, it certainly makes her more anxious and worried.

What's more, at this time he does not carry out his duties as a wife, growing uneasy soul and body. However, his ego is disturbing. Hadn't they talked about it before, so Candra couldn't sue him for a right and a duty. Because all of that is bound by a predetermined error.

For the umpteenth time, his instincts and reasoning were struggling greatly. No doubt, love has not yet come to his heart. However, the provisions of the owner of life make it sidecar and afraid.

A kewajian along with the right, has been bound with the coming of marriage that he clearly knows and realizes.

Suddenly the sound of the door opening, and successfully pulled it from his subconscious.

"Mas, what's wrong with you?" dinda asked in shock upon seeing the messy arrival of her husband.

"It's okay, there was a little problem," replied Candra as she closed the door.

Dinda squinted her eyes at the answer she thought was a little awkward.

"What's the problem with fighting?" accuse and ask Dinda.

"Hmm," replied Candra muttering.

"So really? You fight, Mas? Why did it get to fight? There's a wound, isn't there?" a barrage of questions just popped out of his mouth, ignoring Candra who was about to take a bath.

Candra who was about to enter the bathroom was stopped when she realized Dinda, who was following her. He looked at Dinda inside.

"Yes. Fought last! You want to go home intercepted by people, but not to get hurt, really. You don't have to worry!" the corner of his lips lifted as if convincing that everything was fine.

"Thank God ..," said Dinda, "other times be careful, Mas! Now there are many begal who roam," added Dinda advising.

"Yes. It's starting, baby, huh? How much do you worry?" goda Candra while stroking Dinda's cheeks.

The sudden actions and questions that Candra does reflexes make Dinda flinch and petrify. However, he regained his senses upon seeing Candra's wide smile, which was very clearly teasing to him.

"Didih, what's the baby? No puny!" elak Dinda while fending off Candra's hand slowly, quickly moved away because her cheeks felt hot.

"But if it's not a problem, too. Same husband himself too," said Candra faintly glanced at Dinda as she passed away going to the bathroom.

"Who is dear?" grouse Dinda muttered accompanying the door that was slowly closing.

After bathing, Candra performs her own prayer in the room. After the prayer, continue the dinner that Dinda had prepared.

Candra also has her own dinner with Dinda. Silent, there was no sound except the clang of spoons and forks clashing against the plate.

Dinda patiently accompanied her husband. Once in a while offer rice and vegetables to Candra who may want to add to her food.

It didn't take long, Candra finished with her dinner. They decided to go back to the room, because it was late at night.

"Can you please?" ask Candra when they're already in the room.

"What do you ask for, Mom?" Dinda answered with a question.

Instead of answering, her husband even undressed which made Dinda stupefied. He was shaking and it felt like he wanted to hide in the ant hole once, if what he thought was what had been his struggle.

Swallowing spit when without a cue his hand was grasped by Candra and pulled slowly closer to the bed.

His heart was beating increasingly where when both his shoulders pressed Candra's big hand to sit. For a moment Candra turned and bowed in front of the nightstand near the bed.

"Pijitin!" candra orders while handing over the ointment to Dinda's palm. One ointment for massaging with famous brands.

"Hah," cried Dinda gaping as she looked at Candra and the ointment alternately.

"I-iya," said Dinda still half conscious. Slowly his hand was patted on the forehead.

Correcting the sitting position while opening the tube lid and pouring it into the palms, Dinda hesitantly touched Candra's shoulders.

Slightly hard and muscular made her have to spend more energy to put pressure on her husband's white skin.

"Last noon, Kaamil called me."

"Huh?" sahut Dinda stopped the movement of his hand.

"Switch again!"

"Ah, yes," said Dinda painstakingly gulping, "so what?" continued.

"Pregnant phone. He said, if tomorrow there is time .. want to come here nengokin you."

Dinda rolled her eyeballs lazily, and unconsciously firmed the husband's shoulder.

"Why?"

"It's so weird, Emil. In the past, yes, Mas .. if you want anything he directly contact me! But now, why the hell, Mas Candra?" ketus Dindi and her nervous peeling together annoyed.

"Kan, I told you yesterday! Let him tell you, or me. At the end of the day, look the same, right?"

"Dong different. I'm her brother Lo, Mas .. her brother," annoyed Dinda grumbling.

"I met Danu this afternoon."

"Andu?" his regret evaporated again with the new news he heard.

"And you want to tell me who told him, and the investigator has questioned him" Candra said, "there will be a warrant tomorrow for that man."

"The one who told Danu, who is Mas?"

Soluble in the conversation, now both his hands moved to massage Candra's waist. Not only did she enjoy massaging, but her husband also increasingly enjoyed Dinda's gentle massage.

"Baskoro, Angga's father-in-law," answered Candra honestly.

"Baskoro's? Swan mertunya?"

"Huh, goose?" confused Candra throws questions.

"Oh, Mas Candra. I asked, instead asked," upset Dinda accompanied by a slow blow on Candra's waist before back massaging her.

"Where not to ask? You carry the goose's name," Candra turned quickly to the side to make Dinda interested and fell over her husband with her hands resting on Candra's chest.

Dinda glared and quickly pulled away, but Candra's hands held her waist. "Mas," Dinda's protest was trying to rise.

"The goose, who?" ask Candra casually and tuck the dangling hair behind Dinda's earlobes.

"I-that, the goose .. yes the Angga. Nurul is the same Aya who gave her the title," the two look at each other.

"Mas!" dinda shrieked loudly when she realized, that Candra had landed a kiss on her lips.

Slightly rebelled for Candra to take her hand off her waist, but the sentence Candra blurted out instantly made her flinch.

"There is nothing wrong when a husband kisses his wife" Candra said with an incomprehensible look.

"At any rate, I'm just kissing you, not asking for your rights."

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