My Bipolar Boy's

My Bipolar Boy's
96. Mutually Jealous



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The match had been running for about 20 minutes, but Cahya did not open his voice at all for Bryan. Every now and then Cahya exclaimed happily when her school team used to score.


Yups, this time the one who plays is Volley's team son from Nusa Bangsa High School. Therefore, Cahya occasionally exclaimed happily when the team fronted by Marcel was scoring.


But since then, some people have not enjoyed this game. It was Bryan. Since then he was only silent especially when he heard the voice of his wife who often exclaimed happily, when the Smanya team used to score.


It's not really a matter of that call. But Bryan was unhappy that his wife had mentioned another man's name. He doesn't like it at all.


Plus since earlier, Cahya did not speak to him at all after the departure of the girl who had been bothering him.


"Dear." Call Bryan who unfortunately lost out loud to the noise in this Gor. Actually Cahya heard the call. It's just that he didn't pique it.


"Dear." This time Bryan held Cahya's hand making the owner look at her.


"What?" One question word came out of Cahya's mouth. Bryan took a breath as soon as he heard the short speech the wife had just given him.


"Why?"


"What?"


"You why?"


"Nothing - what."


"Don't lie."


"Who's lying?" Cahya looked at her husband who had been talking to her since.


Again and again Bryan sighed, he did not know why his wife was sensi once. Before he got here, his wife was fine. What happened to his wife.


"You're mad at me?" Bryan asked which made Cahya squint her eyes.


"Who is angry." Said Cahya who was impressed. Not yet had time to answer, Cahya who returned to cheer when he saw his team again scoring.


"Yee, Go Marcel Go Marcel Go Mar..." Not done Cahya talk, his mouth was silenced by Bryan first. And Cahya's head was confronted by the suspect.


"Ehem." Cahya gave a gaze to the husband to immediately release the provision.


As soon as the game was running again after someone scored earlier, Bryan just released his defender in the mouth of the wife.


Once released, Cahya just inhaled as much oxygen as possible. From the roar of his breath alone, it was clear that Cahya was like running tens of kilometers.


"You're all right, play with my mouth." Cahya did not understand why her husband suddenly silenced his mouth and nose.


Angrily Bryan stared at Cahya. "I don't like it when you say another man's name!" Press it on the word dislike it.


Cahya let out a rough breath. "I'm just encouraging. That was Volley's team yel-yel anyway." Obviously Cahya who was trying to patiently face the unusual behavior of her husband.


"I don't like it!" Bryan said as if he didn't want to be denied at all.


Cahya closed her eyes so as not to be provoked by emotions. After all, he should be the one who was angry, why even Bryan was angry with him.


He just cheered the name of another man, Bryan was immediately angry. While Cahya once saw Viona approaching Bryan, time had to be quiet.


Cahya did not respond, only staring briefly at Bryan before turning her eyes toward the field. Bryan growled as soon as he saw the indifferent response Cahya gave him.


With a slight jolt, Bryan pulled Cahya's chin to face her. "I don't like seeing you staring at other men. Now look at me." Bryan did not care at all about the noise in this Gor. The focus is only one, the wife.


Cahya slightly grimaced softly as soon as the pull on her chin started to ache. Maybe because Bryan accidentally pulled it too hard to leave a painful effect on the owner.


"Auww is sick, Bryan." Ringis Cahya slowly. Fortunately, their current position was somewhat distant from the people. Plus their back row was no one at all.


And next to them there are only a few people, but they are focused on the game. I didn't pay much attention to that couple.


Bryan was not willing to let go of his grip on Cahya's chin. And Cahya could see there was a radiance of anger implied from the look in her husband's eyes.


With great difficulty, Cahya tried to swallow her saliva. As if preparing to face the anger of Bryan Giovino Wirautama.


Long enough the two were in such a position, until the sound of cheers was heard again. And this time harder than before, because this time it is an overflow of fun from the supporters of the team who won round 1.


Bryan began to let go of his grasp. Although it has not subsided, Bryan tried to control himself so as not to cross the line. Cahya was silent - silent breathed a sigh of relief. Already since then he felt uneasy due to the sharp gaze of Bryan.


Just a little relieved, suddenly Bryan immediately looked at him. "Remember that word. And I hope you don't repeat the same thing." Cahya nodded in agreement with the words of the husband.


After the conversation ended, none of the two of them opened their voices. Even after the second round is over.


"You want to go home or you still want to be here." Those words made Cahya look over. "I still want to be here. Besides my team hasn't played, when I came home without watching them fight." Cahya said a little doubt that Bryan still allowed him to continue watching this match.


"You don't want to be here because you're in Marcel, do you?" Maybe for Bryan the question was normal, but not for Cahya. Because Cahya felt that Bryan accused her of carrying Marcel's name in it.


"What do you mean?" Cahya did not know why her husband could be impressed to accuse her so. Even though he still wants to be here because he wants to watch the volleyball game especially those who will play is his team.ย Not just watching Marcel compete.


"That's it, if you still want to be here. Just continue with it." Without warning, Bryan immediately stood up from his position and began to step out of the Gor. Just leave Cahya.


Cahya fell silent as soon as she saw Bryan who suddenly left. It took a few minutes until Cahya again exhaled a long breath. He dropped his phone and typed in a few words and sent them to someone else.


As soon as he saw the message jolted 2 gray. Cahya looked back at the field as if looking for someone.


Bingo 0_0


The gaze of the two met, Cahya immediately raised her phone and slightly shook it gesturing through her movements. And luckily the person he was looking at knew what his movements meant.


After that Cahya began to step away from Gor in search of her husband. But once he got to the parking lot, Cahya could not find where Bryan was.


He tried to call Bryan's cell phone number. The number was indeed active, only there was no reply making Cahya again sigh heavily.


"Bryan where, yeah. Maybe she'll go back to Mom's. But not possible, so where. Is it possible he went to the border forest, yes." Cahya's mind was immediately fixed on the memory of the night where she was dropped in the middle of the forest.


Cahya shuddered to imagine what she just remembered. Panicked, Cahya immediately looked for a vehicle that could take her to where Bryan was.


Fortunately near Gor there is an ojek base. So Cahya can find Bryan with this Ojek Service. After all, if you are looking for another vehicle, not necessarily directly can.


"Sir, can take me." Said Cahya with a worried face.


The taxi driver replied, "Can. Where's neng going?"


During the trip Cahya could not stem his worry. He was afraid that Bryan would act recklessly. Bryan is currently angry with her.


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Now Cahya got off the ojek after that paying the fare. Once received, Cahya immediately rushed towards the inside of this multi-storey building.


After pressing the button, the elevator moves up where there is Cahya who is currently trying to suggest himself if the husband returns to the apartment.


Yes, at this time Cahya decided to look for Bryan in the apartment. Who knows Bryan's there. If there is nothing, either Cahya must look for it where else.


As soon as the elevator opened, Cahya immediately rushed towards her apartment. The opening of the password that he had memorized was out of that head. As soon as the sound of chequek, Cahya went straight inside.


Shock๐Ÿ˜ง


That is what Cahya felt as soon as she saw the state of her residence with the husband. Though before going to Gor earlier, the apartment was clean and all the goods were arranged in their respective places.


But now...


All messy, there were even some broken glass sourced from the vase placed in this living room.


"Argrh." The shout made Cahya who was still standing on the doorstep startled.


With a step of heart - Cahya went deeper to find the source of the sound. Just a few steps from his position earlier, Cahya again heard a voice from the origin of his room with the husband.


Brakkk


Pyarr


This time it was not the sound of a scream but rather the sound of a falling object and the possibility of it breaking so rubbed against the floor.


No longer caring about the surrounding, Cahya immediately rushed to her room. Honestly, Cahya was afraid, but the feeling of worry dominated her at this moment.


The same messy situation also occurred in the relaxing room that was passed by Cahya. Without needing to guess, Cahya already knows who the perpetrators of the destruction of his residence.


Who else if not the husband.


How many people can enter this apartment. Coupled with the password and fingerprint feature, making this apartment difficult to enter for those who do not know what the same password and fingerprint to open the door of this apartment.


The door of the main room was closed, but Cahya could hear the sound of the dings from the inside. That certainly makes Cahya conclude that there is someone in her room.


With a slow step, Cahya opened the doorknob and pushed him inside so that Cahya could see the condition of her room and the husband.


It looks like someone is behind her and Cahya knows very well the posture of the person, who is none other than her own husband.


With quick steps, Cahya immediately ran towards the husband and directly hit his body towards Bryan.


"I beg you to stop, Bryan. Don't hurt yourself." Cahya further tightened her embrace on the body of the husband. Moreover, he had seen Bryan's right hand bleed.


Bryan who originally wanted to throw the vase instead did not so because he felt his body in the arms by someone.


"Please control yourself. I'm sorry I made you mad like this." The sound accompanied by sobs made Bryan speechless.


The situation in the room was only filled by the sound of Cahya's crying. Actually Cahya also did not know why she immediately cried like this. These feelings and cries are present without being able to control.


The two were in that position long enough, until Bryan threw the vase towards their bed and began to turn his body towards his wife.


Cahya lowered her head and still heard a slow sobbing sound made Bryan slowly lift his chin. Not even Bryan cared about his bleeding hands.


It also made Cahya's face slightly swept by Bryan's blood earlier.


"Don't cry. I don't like to see it." He wiped a soft tear that remembered his wife's soft cheek.


By suppressing her feelings, Cahya began to calm down and began to stop her crying even though it was a bit difficult.


"Don't hurt yourself like this. I don't like it!" The words were impressed by Bryan's earlier remark. It's true that Cahya doesn't like to see Bryan hurt himself the way he does today.


The slow withdrawal of the wife's body to be in his arms. "Well, I won't hurt myself." Said Bryan while kissing the top of Cahya's head.


Cahya looked up slightly to look into the eyes of the husband, as if looking for the truth of each of the words that had been spoken by her husband.


"It won't hurt yourself anymore, will it? Promise!" Cahya thrust her little finger towards Bryan.


Immediately, Bryan linked his little finger, so that both of their little fingers were tied together.


"Can I hold what you said?."


It seemed that Cahya was still doubtful of Bryan's remark. Seeing the wife who looks not fully trust him makes Bryan bow his head and gently sweep the surface of the lips of the wife with his lips.


Cahya's feeling rippled back along with the gentle movements Bryan created. Cahya realized this was not the first time they had been in a position like this.


But somehow it always feels to make him tick. Fortunately, both are legal partners. Try if not, this will make a sin for both of them๐Ÿ˜†.


It took quite a long time for both of them to dissolve in their activities, so Cahya patted Bryan's chest several times because she felt unable to breathe.


Unwillingly, Bryan stopped his activities and looked back at the perfectly flushed wife's face. Coupled with blood spots due to the wound on his hand.


"Have believed?" Cahya did not answer but immediately hugged Bryan's body and buried her head in the field owned by her husband.


Bryan chuckled softly at the face of the wife who was flushed with embarrassment. The return of the hug to make the bodies of these two adam children not spaced out in the least.


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Huft, how about ngefeel or not?๐Ÿ˜Š. But you guys don't imagine that scene, yeah.


DANGER LOH, YA๐Ÿ˜….


Please little boy skip that part. Pity your sacred brain, will be contaminated by things that you do not deserve to think of๐Ÿ˜‰


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