
"What?"
All hearts are equally confused, Khaira who is always in a position of blame clearly accepts Gibran's confession raw. While Abygail and Mahatma can still think a little normally.
"Papa Denger himself, what is the behavior of Papa's favorite child? Just because Mas Gibran is out of my sight he's free to deketin mas Gibran again!!" khaira shouted that made Widya seem upset, the woman was pregnant young and with her this chaotic middle-aged woman was worried about her making.
"Khaira don't yell, think of your baby."
His head hurt but inevitably had to try to make Khaira calm. The woman can only be quiet if Widya takes the role, while Mahatma only considers bullies who should not talk.
"Wicked man, Ma .. hates that much he is like me," said Khaira staring at the face of the mother.
For now Abygail can do nothing. Because it has not been proven Gibran's confession is true. He didn't want to take action and make things worse.
"Aby, what do you think?"
The man shook his head, Abygail knew Mahatma's feelings. Perhaps he will be confused as to how it really is, and perhaps he will believe Gibran's confession considering how Kanaya used to roar in the father's chest when Gibran left him.
"I'll find out first, Pa. .. I don't think Kanaya will be that crazy."
Mahatma nodded slowly, he was sure 100 percent Kanaya was not as good. When Gibran proposed to Khaira, he did not show that he still wanted Gibran, it was impossible for Kanaya to turn to Gibran after she became the wife of Ibra.
Gibran's condition became increasingly alarming, and Abygail decided his sister-in-law should be taken to the hospital immediately. The man could only shake his head, Adrian used to be difficult to even stand after Ibra hit, now his sister-in-law had to go to the hospital because Gibran's nose again shed fresh blood.
All are made to panic, while Adrian who works in a new place must take a lot of time to arrive home. Abygail wanted to visit Kanaya, but she thought Ibra's decision was the same.
The only person he could make a source of information was Lorenza. With Lorenza it will be easier for Abygail to know the real facts.
Some time ago he was desperate to meet Ibra, spoke well and asked to meet Kanaya. However, I don't know what reason Ibra who has not allowed him to tell you Kanaya at that time.
They drove quite fast, Gibran's alarming state was clearly the reason. Abygail's feelings now no longer worry about Gibran, but instead Kanaya.
What Gibran did to his sister, because as he inferred from Adrian, the man would not beat someone unless he dared to hurt the woman he loved.
"Quick, Mas!! My husband could die!!" khaira urged not to be able to think clearly, in such a position obviously he was confused. Kanaya haunts his mind, the woman is the only person obligated to take responsibility, Khaira thought.
"Prophey, Khaira, Mas also know."
He thought that tense here he was alone, Abygail even had to rush from office to home and when at home had to return to a hospital that was not close as well.
"Well you know why it's so slow!! Or do you deliberately make Mas Gibran more tormented, you like Mas Gibran dying like this, Mas?!!" sentak Khaira was stirring, panic made him lose control.
"You want us to die together?!! Quite quiet and no need to urge me, Khaira!!" reply Abygail was upset amazingly.
"After all, we're both freaking out, don't be like this." Mahatma did not understand why his two children were like this, always fighting even though they were both adults.
-
.
.
.
"Honey," called Ibra to open the door of her room, it was almost magrib and Kanaya had not yet awakened either.
Ibra who had left Kanaya in the study is now back with glasses perched on her nose. Although Ibra came home quickly, it does not mean she can relax just like that.
After making sure his wife slept peacefully, Ibra again struggled with her responsibilities. Make sure everything is okay and the news related to him beating Gibran redam instantly.
The man smiled faintly upon entering the door of the room, his face silringah when he saw his wife who was still sleepy but forced to wake up. Her disheveled hair and pouting face made her anxious.
"At six o'clock soon, you're sleeping a long time."
Not angry, Ibra just talk. The kiss he even gave while saying those words. Kanaya even felt amused and uneasy because Ibra was showering her with endless kisses.
"Hmmpp, there, I stink, Mas."
He does feel himself smelly, and somehow Ibra just likes to kiss him even without stopping. Trying to push his face but what he found was actually a pain in the fingers because Ibra bit him quite strongly as.
"Aaawww hurts!! Why the heck, such a habit," his grunts were upset, the drowsiness that was still left was like saying it. Kanaya patted Ibra softly and the man simply smiled sinlessly.
"That's a hell of a joke, nothing to hit." Ibra chuckled and instead of stopping teasing, the man squeezed his wife's body without hurting.
Kanaya felt hot, and when she woke up Ibra just made her seem unable to breathe. Ibra tidied up Kanaya's hair slowly, Kanaya's sleeping position which sometimes can be up to 12 positions is something I'm confused about until now.
"You got a really good night's sleep, another fucking dream, Nay?" ibra asked before going back to pecking her cheeks, a kiss that moved around to make her lips unable to talk.
"Dream of giving birth" replied Kanaya origin and Ibra was excited to hear it, Kanaya was not being funny, but why Ibra was comforted.
Ddrrtt Drrrtt
"Ambilin, Mas...fear of Lorenza who calls." Kanaya asks Ibra nicely, and the man is reluctant to make a move.
"Later, honey, if it's important he calls again. It's hard to move." There is a reason, but Ibra only needs to reach the phone on the nightstand with one hand.
She wanted to obey, but her phone kept ringing and Kanaya wondered who was contacting her.
"Please, Mom, just wait."
"Later, we'll pick up again." Making a one-sided deal, if only the one who called wanted to give birth might have been opening 9, Kanaya thought.
Ddrrtt Drrtt
"Tuh, hunted!! You're the one who raised me if I can't," he said, really asking, he understood that in fact Ibra didn't give him permission, because for Ibra the hours when they were both, he said, Kanaya cannot serve useless people.
"OK, if you ask, Mas do it with pleasure," he said with a smile as sweet as possible, that's what he wanted.
Ibra's face turned 180 degrees, the smile was gone as soon as she saw Kanaya's caller's name. The man hardened his jaw and shifted the green icon.
"Who, Mas?" kanaya asked curiously, but Ibra did not answer. He looked forward and sat on the edge of the bed, holding Kanaya to sleep with his left hand.
"Dam!! Cheapness!! You don't know yourself, Nay! Satisfied you make Gibran so dying because of your gatel behavior?!! Huh?!!"
Makian Khaira sounded extremely crisp in Ibra's ears, and the man smiled obliquely at her. Behind him, there was still a curious Kanaya.
"Mas, who?" kanaya whispered, she could not stand it and now sat down and put her ear on the phone.
"CANAYA!!"
"Astafirullah, don't say it!! My ears hurt, Mom." Once again Ibra received a blow to his back, Khaira's voice shook his eardrum.
"Hahahaha, it's there .. let Mas do the talking." Ibra said a little big so that the caller understood the situation, Kanaya who did not want to take a headache chose silence and still behind Ibra.
"Continue, I still hear you?"
"Where's Kanaya?!! I want to talk!!"
"Talk to me, I'm the one who made that useless man dying..Speak, what do you want to talk about, Miss Khaira," said Ibra coldly, Kanaya twitching in her arms, curious but Ibra deliberately stood up and made Kanaya difficult to steal their hearing.
To Be Continue's.