Not Ordinary Love

ETHAN

Several times Freya opened the curtains and saw the courtyard of her house, perhaps Agyan had arrived. But nil, her husband was invisible. It was almost ten in the evening, but Agyan was not home yet. He didn't come home.

Presenting anxiety in Freya's heart and making her worry, fearing that Agyan would really not go home because he was still angry with her.

To : Gyan❤

Don't forget lunch.

Freya sighed, the chat she sent earlier this afternoon did not get a reply, even Agyan's mobile phone could not be contacted at all.

"You're still angry, aren't you going home?" Freya spoke to herself, along with the distinctive sound of a motor entering her courtyard, for a moment Freya fell silent until the door in front of her opened.

Instantly Freya hugged Agyan, the anxiety that had been haunting her disappeared immediately when she saw Agyan in front of her.

"I don't think you're going home."

"You still angry?" ask her without changing her position with Agyan. Agyan simply smiled, then rubbed his wife's hair and kissed her forehead.

"I can't go home. My place home, 'it's just you." said to calm down, Freya's feelings warmed up. Their argument this morning seemed to have never happened.

"Aren't you angry?" he asked, this time rewinding his face looking at Agyan, while his hands were still hugging Agyan's body. Agyan shook his head, Freya smiled happily. Until she realized that there was a cut on the lip of her husband.

"This why?" tanyanya, worry. Agyan touched the tip of his lips, he recalled the incident with Braga earlier.

"Oh, here. No papa, just from the bike." dust, Freya shook his head faintly. He couldn't possibly believe it just like that. Moreover, the wound on the tip of Agyan's lips was not a wound due to a fall from the motor. But more like a blow wound.

"Who are you fighting?"

"Not fighting, honey."

"Ta—"

Agyan pulled Freya back into his arms, not allowing his wife to talk back. He did not want to make Freya worry and think.

He did not want to make Freya anxious in the slightest. He just wants to make Freya happy, only happy will he give.

For a moment, Agyan recalled his chat with Gavin while they were having lunch. About Freya who wants to go to a fashion show. Agyan had to change his decision.

"Oh, yeah. You want to go to that fashion show?" agyan asked, Freya slowly took off her embrace, she looked at Agyan doubtfully and confused, while the handsome man just smiled.

"I'm going to take you to a fashion show next week."

"You give me permission?" Freya asked with a look of disbelief. Agyan nodded, making Freya happy.

"I'll take you." Agyan hugged Freya. One day he did not meet, he felt missed.

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Grrycia just stared silently at the big figura that was in the living room of her house. Andreas who will approach the woman to invite her to rest along staring at the figura.

Andrew sighed, he touched his wife's shoulder. "We rest, it's too bad."

"I miss Agyan, Mas."

"He should have stayed with us, here" he said sadly. Andreas shook his head slowly.

"Agyan has to be independent, dear."

"Remain, or just because you don't like Freya living with us!" Grrycia said without looking at Andreas.

Andreas took Grrycia slowly. "Grrycia, Agyan my son. Our only son, not without reason I gave him the hard way."

"She needs to know how life really works."

"And how should he fight."

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Agyan only noticed Freya who was reluctant to get out of bed, time had already passed quickly this morning. Even Agyan's stomach was rumbling to be filled. But his wife kept him here. He refused to go anywhere.

"Gyan,"

"Hmmm," half annoyed Agyan muttered with an arm that was above his eyes.

"I dream." continued Freya who only returned muttered by Agyan.

"Meet boys,"

Agyan put away his hand, then turned to look at Freya who was above his right arm. He began to wonder.

"He calls you Dad" he said, staring in Agyan's eyes, the man was just listening.

"He's our son. He's good-looking. His eyes are rich in you, but his lips are rich in me, his nose is rich in me, too,"

"Hard head is rich too?" kanda Agyan with a little bit of ruckus.

"No."

This time Agyan laughed at the calm look of his wife. Then he put his hand on Freya's neck, close his lips to meet her with Freya's lips.

But instead the girl held him back by placing two fingers on the surface of Agyan's lips. Agyan just looked at her in wonder. His forehead was full of questions.

"I think our son's a boy,"

Silent, long time both just silent to each other. Agyan dropped his head over Freya's chest. Not revealing anything, while Freya just rubbed her husband's hair.

"Aren't you cool?" freya asked, Agyan smiled even though Freya did not see it because the position of the two faces were not facing each other. His hand rubbed his wife's stomach.

"I'm seneng. Thanks, yeah."

Freya just kept quiet, with her hands constantly stroking Agyan's hair.

"I want to give him Ethan's name."

"Zeinn Ethan Maheswarry."

"Why is that sure if our son is a boy?" this time Agyan turned his face, looked at Freya, making the gesture of the girl's hand held in the air.

"Hmm?" Agyan demanded an answer.

"I often dream rich."

"It's our boy, one? Not the triplets?"

Freya laughed and pinched Agyan's nose. "No, if it's three I'm heavy."

"Let me help you."

"Where?"

"Take you."

Instantly Freya fell silent, while her eyes stared fixedly at Netra Agyan. Agyan rubbed the side of Freya's face. "I'm like I got a job." Agyan switched the conversation and made Freya's forehead wrinkle.

"Rock-of-power?"

Agyan was silent for a while, considering how yesterday he again got the same rejection as in some companies he had visited.

"Gavin nawarin. I think I should accept, anyway, I should have a job, right?"

"Make you, same Ethan."

Freya smiled and nodded. Whatever Agyan's decision, she will try to support and be the best light for her husband.

"I took a shower, Dad. We'll have breakfast. I want to take you somewhere."

"Where?" Freya held back the tip of Agyan's shirt as the man was about to get out of bed.

"Secret."

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Freya had no idea where Agyan would take her. The motor driven by Agyan drove down the smooth streets of the capital, then entered a residential complex and did not know which place Agyan was trying to go.

"Where are we going?" freya asked, she put her chin on Agyan's left shoulder. Agyan looked over for a moment.

"Somewhere."

Freya simply nodded without asking any more, until Agyan's motorbike entered a gate and stopped in the courtyard of the house.

Freya was speechless in surprise, but when she saw some familiar people on the porch, Freya smiled, then looked at Agyan.

"I brought you here, let you not be lonely." said Agyan, then got off the bike, opened the helmet and took Freya's hand towards the terrace.

"Now, Gyan." scolded Rayn as he got up from his seat, followed by Braga who was also visiting there.

"Surprise!" Agyan said briefly.

"Freya, how are you?" Rayn turned to her cousin's wife.

"Well Bang, where's Rival?"

"In dalem, you go in. There's Vanesh too." said Rayn, pointing to the entrance. Freya nodded and said goodbye to Agyan. Agyan smiled, rubbing Freya's hair before she passed.

"In the dalem there is Aunt Grryc," said Rayn after Freya passed. Agyan only fell silent, then nodded faintly and chose to sit at Braga's place, leaving the man unable to get a seat and just standing resignedly beside Agyan's seat.

"Why is Loe here?" agyan asked then unfriendlylyly to Braga. After yesterday's incident, it felt like Agyan was lazy to be friendly to the man.

"Nemenin Vanesh."

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Freya entered the house with slow steps. He occasionally saw some figurines displayed on some of the walls he passed and made him smile.

"Freya," Freya focused her gaze on Vina who was feeding Riva in the living room. Then he walked up to the two men. His hands impatiently wanted to carry, or pinch Rival's cheeks.

"Are you the same as Agyan?"

"Yes. Suddenly he walked, I guess where, it turned out to be here." he said politely, however, now Vina is also his cousin.

"Where is vanesh?"

"Again Rival room, he's so good to come here."

Freya nodded her head. With a hand that plays Rival's hand that is busy eating.

"Rival is getting better, this is."

"Liat dong, Mom, beautiful gini.”

Freya laughed with a head that nodded in affirmation. "Oh, yeah, Frey. Can you ask for help?"

"Solicit what please?"

"You bribe Rival for a second, I take a shower."

"Oh, okay." Freya doesn't mind. Vina nodded and passed after kissing Rival's cheek. While Freya who was abandoned replaced Vina's duties and continued to reach Rival.

"Eat a lot, yeah. Baby,"

From the kitchen, Grrycia appeared with a bottle of milk she had made for Rival. He handed it to Freya whom he thought was Vina.

"This is milk for Rival, Auntie seems to have to rush home kar—" Grrycia sentence stopped when the woman who was reaching Rival eating what she thought was Vina turned around.

"Freya," he was a little surprised.

Frrya smiled faintly. "Mommy Grryc."

TB