
Please worry, the clock shows at 22:00, Ibra has not returned and cannot be contacted. Since Kanaya's mind was not okay, she was glued staring out of the balcony of her room.
His long hair was dashed with the night breeze, Kanaya hugged her own body due to the cold piercing skin.
"Where are you, Mommy."
There was no sign of her husband coming home quickly, Kanaya had busied herself since then with other things. Tidying up the contents of Ibra's actual closet is neat even though he has not been arranged back, the woman just likes to arrange clothes according to the color.
Being away from Ibra, she always felt this way. Worry, fear and all suspicion rest in Kanaya. The incident that night when Ibra was upset with the situation was not okay to make Kanaya traumatized it would happen again.
As long as anything waits, Kanaya will be patient and not care about anything. Although Ibra asked him to sleep first, but to sleep the woman had to hug Ibra first.
Until his smile rises when the highlight of the vehicle lights from a distance is quite visible. Ibra came home, Kanaya was so happy that she had not seen her husband come out of there.
He waved his hand, whether Ibra saw it or not. A little jump because he was too happy and he forgot if it was a ban. Since pregnancy, there are many rules that Ibra emphasizes because he does not want his wife to experience unwanted things.
"Bag!!" kanaya shouted loudly, looking at Ibra who was now coming out and looking up without a sound.
The man shook his head slowly, perhaps now he was clucking because his wife was outside these nights. Kanaya's greeting was not answered and now the man passed from Kanaya's sight.
"Is, why doesn't he respond .. embarrass me." He's clucking pissed, Ibra's a bitch.
Shortly after, Kanaya enters and believes her husband is on his way to the room. Be prepared to open the door for Ibra with her appearance quite open.
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Kanaya welcomes Ibra with her best smile, but Ibra's face is flat and does not respond to her smile at all. Ibra looked at Kanaya from head to toe, the part that was so real made Ibra sigh violently.
"Why out? Find what you're looking for outside, Nay? Hm?"
It was only for a moment that he looked at Kanaya with a hostile look. After that, Kanaya already she was in the warm embrace of Ibra who had just come, her husband rained a kiss on Kanaya's cheek until her face felt wet.
"I'm waiting for you to come home, why so long? That's a lot of ya?" kanaya asked holding back for a moment the face of Ibra who was relentlessly attacking her face,
"Hm, a lot .. Sorry for waiting for you." The voice was too warm to sound, the cold air that had been piercing was incredible as if it just disappeared.
"Don't wait, I just can't wait," Kanaya said gently while not releasing Ibra from her gaze. Lying a little, Kanaya had long since waited for Ibra on the balcony of her actual room.
"Mas tired, right? I prepared warm water for a bath, yes," Kanaya said to help Ibra so that her body is not too tired.
The man shook his head quickly, he forbade Kanaya from doing anything for him. Although it is not difficult, for Ibra still can not.
"Thank you, but I can do it myself, dear."
Taking off her arms from Kanaya with a little unwillingness, she forgot that before returning Ibra had touched Olivia. Ibra opened her shirt, and Kanaya foolishly enjoyed the view until the body of the mother had opened perfectly. Showing Kanaya's favorite torn bread that every war on the bed is involved sonant for him.
"Nay, look what?"
Kanaya threw away her gaze instantly, Ibra's voice made her come to a sudden realization. Until Ibra laughed discordantly, she was completely misbehaved.
"Not seen anything."
All too late, since Ibra realized his behavior. The man grabs Kanaya's chin and comments on the nosy smile when their eyes meet, if usually Ibra who often steals the view when Kanaya changes clothes, and the, now everything is inversely proportional and for whatever sake as a woman this is quite embarrassing.
"Oh yeah? Time?" ibra asked in a tone full of ridicule, free once if in this position.
"Yes, you're not why."
His lips advanced a few centi, Ibra's gaze was annoying and now Kanaya passed leaving Ibra who smiled faintly due to her actions.
"You want to take a shower? You're hot, is that why you're wearing such thin clothes?" ibra asked again provoking a commotion, Kanaya who was now almost out turned around and sighed harshly.
"Bath, Mas .. I'm ready for dinner." It was not just a warning, but also an order that Ibra had to follow.
"Yes, be careful, watch your step."
Not just a mere remark, but it was a warning that Kanaya had to follow. His face turned serious and Kanaya only nodded slowly afterwards.
"Don't be long" said Kanaya before then passing out, and Ibra just nodded her head in response.
Staring at the door that was now closed, somehow the guilt was seeping into Irba. Tonight he makes Kanaya wait outside, just for the sake of her coming home.
To Be Continue's.