
"Why don't you tell me that you're coming home at this hour, brother?" quenby asked while helping to unbutton her husband's shirt. The activity had been routinely done during their stay at Jonas Apartment.
Jonas noticed the movement of his wife who now turned to help take off the man's shirt. "I have to go to Borneo tomorrow morning,"
Quenby's movement stopped. "Suddenly, Brother?" ask the woman.
Jonas nodded. "I have to intervene, they ask for a compensation negotiation and want to meet me in person" explained Jonas.
It was a tired face imprinted on the handsome face of her husband. The man looked really tired. "Yes, you better take a bath first, the warm water Quenby has prepared, not too long, then catch a cold,"
After bathing and dressing in the clothes his wife had prepared, Jonas immediately joined Quenby on the bed.
"Quenby massage his head, huh? Be comfortable,"
Jonas doesn't say much, he just accepts what Qeunby did to him. Quenby offered dinner. But Jonas said he had eaten with his employees at the office. Be now Jonas chose to immediately lay down his body.
"You're really skilled, Qeun," muttered Jonas who praised Quenby's handmanship while massaging his head. Jonas is feeling more relaxed now.
"It turns out there's also a point in Qeun reading articles" said Quenby, who studies massage from the internet.
Jonas was quite agape at hearing that fact. "You're learning self-taught?"
"Yes, Quenby's been doing this for a long time. Mama was also happy when Qeunby massage" she told me that she was often asked by her stepmother to massage Kirana's stocky body.
"You're really clean, Quen" praised Jonas. The man was amazed by the nature of Quenby who is still dutiful even though he is often hurt.
Seeing Jonas asleep after almost 20 minutes of massage, Quenby soon followed to sleep. Earlier he pulled out a blanket to cover Jonas' body up to his chest. It felt like Quenby slipped into the arms of her husband. But Quenby wasn't that brave. They often do more than that in bed.
At 2 am Jonas woke up, the man had a dream that had not stopped in his sleep for a long time. The figure of the woman who had been with him had suddenly appeared clearly in his subconscious.
Looking towards the sleeping wife. Jonas recalled seeing Quenby standing for a long time right in front of the door on the ground floor.
Actually, Jonas had already arrived at his apartment, the man went into the kitchen first to drink. But when he wanted to go upstairs, Jonas stopped his steps when he saw Quenby coming down the stairs and headed straight for the room.
Long enough Jonas noticed what Quenby was doing there. As the woman's hand moved and intended to touch the door handle, Jonas grew suspicious. Does that woman know something.
That's what Quenby said when Jonas asked why the woman was standing there. A strange and absurd reason. But Jonas is not just in the long tail and centered on the room he deliberately closed it.
Maybe that's where the dream suddenly came from. The existence of a room that has long been uninhabited makes Jonas' mind disturbed. So with a careful step, Jonas came out of their room and went straight down the stairs to the room that had not been opened for years.
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Quenby sensed the movement on his bed, he did not dare to turn his head. Quenby just guessed that it was her husband. And sure enough, before long the door of their room opened and closed carefully. Where is her husband. That's how Quenby thought.
If the man wants to go to the bathroom, isn't their room available. Is that guy thirsty? in the room they also provide a dispenser. What to do, what to go out of the room, hungry.
So many questions ran through the woman's mind. Qeunby tried to wait for a few more moments, perhaps her husband would return. But no doubt, it has been more than 15 minutes the man did not go back into the room.
With a sense of curiosity, Quenby finally stepped out of the room to find out what her husband was doing.
Quenby's steps were very slow. He even took off his sandals so that no sound could be heard from his movements.
The first thing Quenby came to was Jonas's office, the unlocked door made it easy for Quenby to get inside. But the man wasn't there.
There wasn't much room on the second floor, so she was sure her husband wasn't on that floor. His steps again swung down the stairs, so carefully as to climb the wooden floor that had been in the lightning lacquer.
Slowly but surely, Quenby's steps finally reached the ground floor. Whether it was a coincidence or not, but the woman's gaze immediately led to a door that was located slightly backward from the staircase building in the Apartment. It looks like the room is located just below the upstairs room.
When the step was close, Quenby was quite surprised when he saw there was a slight gap that displayed a beam of light from the door of the room that had always been tightly closed.
"Is Brother Jonas inside?" Quenby asked in his mind.
Surely that guy is inside, right? Indeed who else is the occupant of the apartment besides the two of them.
"But what are these nights doing?" quenby's mind was back.
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