Shackles Love Men Pay

CHAPTER 81

The air temperature in this city was indeed colder, Kanaya even still felt the cold air piercing the skin even though the thick jacket had wrapped around her body. As Ibra promised, they will buy a little time so that Kanaya can enjoy the atmosphere in this place longer.

An opportunity for a Kanaya, if she would normally save money when she left, now was the time. She is not the definition of a matre woman, but at the moment the circumstances are different and anyone who is in the position of Kanaya will certainly do the same.

"Mba everyone," said Ibra in the end because upset because Kanaya so long to make her choice.

Indeed women are the same, shopping time runs out just to choose. Ibra even let out a rough sigh because the choice had not been decided by Kanaya.

"Did?" Kanaya was aghast when her husband spoke, the man was emotional or what, Kanaya thought in wonder.

"Everything, Sir?" asked the beautiful woman with her hair brushed as high as the old man's expectations once again.

"Yes, everyone" Ibra said, joking but it was serious.

"Don't cry, Mba, my husband is impatient."

Although it was something that could be said to be a golden opportunity, but Kanaya was reluctant to follow Ibra's crazy will. She had no aspirations of having an impromptu boutique, and also if for her to wear herself would be how many cabinets Kanaya needed to hold everything.

"Four this time," said Kanaya relented, as some men seem to be unable to be patient in terms of accompanying women shopping.

"Four only? Is it less?" ibra asked frowning, Kanaya really just wanted that or indeed was a little offended, he thought.

"No, I have a lot of clothes."

Ibra nodded as if she truly understood, perhaps it was really the reason for his wife Kanaya to reveal.

They're done in that place alone? Of course not, it feels a loss if not spoiling the tongue. Kanaya has been finding out since last night about the places that must be visited while here.

Ibra was so patient in following his wife's will, whatever Kanaya wanted was indeed free. Although still Ibra will limit if it is a thing that is not so well consumed by his wife.

The world as if he controlled today, Ibra felt himself grasping the center of the universe. Watching Kanaya's smile in such a calm and comfortable state, even though there is a heart that feels the most lonely in the world when watching the intimacy of the couple.

"Jack the way," Axel scolded as the tall man fell silent as if losing his energy seeing the behavior of his master.

"Ck, just interrupt."

I don't know what Jack imagines until he's so sorry when Axel breaks his daydream. Undergoing the role of a bodyguard as well as an impromptu photographer makes Jackson just stroke the chest while lamenting his fate.

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"You still hungry, Kanaya?" ibra asked astonished because since then his wife's mouth did not stop chewing.

"Hm, people say that it's cold for the laper, Mas."

Without looking back at her husband, Kanaya still enjoyed her second lunch. Ibra just looked, without the slightest intention to come eat as well.

His lips even wet, the way Kanaya eats makes Ibra anxious. His faith that is only as thin as the skin of an onion is certainly shaky, especially when the air is cold. Of course Ibra's mind was heading in that direction.

"It's not cold it makes ...."

"Make what?" Kanaya's eyes were deluded, Ibra is indeed a habit of not knowing a place.

In this place not only them, Ibra was indeed a little whisper, her eyes were staring flirtatious at Kanaya with a hand that suddenly stroked her thigh under the table.

"Mas, you're what the fuck is!"

"Emotion, old spit later."

Kanaya only sighed softly, Ibra's sinless face was indeed unsettling. Everything Kanaya did was as if inviting her naf*sunya.

"Well no place, I'm eating all the food, again" grumbled Kanaya annoyed not to play, really the gaze of some people who occasionally turned to them make Kanaya a great shame.

"I also want to eat, time can't."

There is nothing positive that Ibra says about being with his wife. Feeling breathless from just staring, he ended up doing the cool thing.

"Yetoooo." Kanaya pointed the spoon at Ibra's mouth which had only been used to say things that made her sweat together.

"But Mas wants to eat you," he said, really making Kanaya speechless.

"Whatever, Mom."

If it continues, the man will become more and more. Only one choice, pretending to be ordinary even though the touch of Ibra sometimes makes the soul of adult women revolve in there.

Anyone who sees them, of course there is a sense of wanting to replace Kanaya in Ibra's side. Ibra's way of uniting Kanaya is remarkable, which woman does not want to be treated well by her man.

"Udah?"

Kanaya nodded, the woman was full of incredible. Even now he found it difficult to stand up, and Ibra could not help but laugh this time.

"Mas why laugh? Is something funny?"

"My wife is exactly a bloated fish," he chirped lightly while touching Kanaya's chin, somehow which part makes Ibra nicknamed his wife a bloated fish.

"Ck, that makes you bloated."

The brains of both of them are no longer salvageable as it seems. Both Ibra and Kanaya are the same. What Ibra meant was his wife's cheek, not the other.

"Buahahah not this, Naya .. but her cheek."

Ibra laughed discordantly, and now seeing the misbehaving Kanaya further drove her crazy. Until unknowingly her pointy teeth had been imprinted on Kanaya's upper arm until the woman screamed stifled.

"It hurts!! What the hell are you?" Kanaya pushed Ibra's head suddenly back to its original form, Kanaya rubbed her arm slowly, it did hurt and she was not joking at all.

"I'm sorry, I don't think it's gonna hurt."

It was easy for her to speak, The woman sighed softly while giving smiles and apologies to people who were astonished by their behavior.

"Young unsettling," whispered Kanaya still lamenting the pain in her arm, this man was not only lacking a caress, but seemed to lack a degree of sanity, Kanaya thought.

"You've accepted that completely?" ibra asked seriously, Kanaya's voice was now his mind and Ibra just smiled to hear it.

"How else, God love the widower accept."

After all, Kanaya was only joking but Ibra actually discussed her. There is nothing wrong indeed, at least this is better than Ibra realistically hiding the status as a husband of people like the love story that Kanaya often heard out there.

"Great work, many widows experience, Nay."

"Oh yeah? Mas said never anything about the same Olip, why can a lot of experience? Where's the source from?" Trapping questions that succeeded in making Ibra ketar-ketir.

"Damn it, misspoke." Ibra rubbed her face rudely, a foolish statement that stuck her own.

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