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CHAPTER 98

Late at night, Ibra has not been able to fall asleep even though the wife has snored softly since a few hours ago. Looking at Kanaya's face so fixed, the shady face there where Ibra put her happy hope.

In Kanaya, there is hope that Ibra achieved, there is a wish that Ibra got and there is happiness that Ibra managed to realize. For a second he did not want to lose time to be with Kanaya, the man gently stroked her face and unknowingly the man's eyes were now glazed over.

She crybaby? It could be said that about Kanaya. For years he was bound in the power of Indira who forced himself to submit and lose his rights, now Ibra just shackled Kanaya with his love.

As afraid as Ibra about losing this woman, even Abygail did not seem to allow Ibra to return to seize the love of Kanaya. He did not want to share, Ibra seegois it indeed. Although he understood that such an attitude was a mistake, just hearing Abygail's explanation of her regret for Kanaya made Ibra even afraid Kanaya would let go.

“Sorry, Nay .. about you Mas will always be selfish.”

The man tightened his embrace, as long as Ibra breathed then Kanaya would be his one. No other love or sharing his love was reluctant, Ibra was made to fall completely to the woman.

“Mas,” call Kanaya slowly, a slow suction Ibra can she hear in her sleep.

Kanaya was confused, she was obviously surprised because as she remembered Ibra was fine when she asked him to sleep. And when Ibra was crying in silence, the man closed Kanaya's eyes with his palm.

“Apply, Mas ... You why exactly?” Kanaya brushed aside Ibra's hand, the man was trying to hide from Kanaya, all too late as Kanaya realized Ibra's crying from earlier.

“No, my eyes hurt, it's too cold here, Naya.”

The most absurd reason Kanaya had ever heard, since Ibra even only used a thin t-shirt and he could complain of cold. The woman sat down while not letting Ibra off her gaze, as a wife it was only natural that she was worried about her husband.

“Say, why are you like this? Any problem you're hiding from me again?” fawning Kanaya with such a delicate voice, the man shook his head slowly, Kanaya's suspicions were that big after being disappointed in her.

“Not, Kanaya .. Mas Just happy to feel alive lately.”

The words were truly sincere, as was an Ibra who always said with a sentence that sounded heavy and could not be understood quickly. The brains of Ibra and Kanaya are indeed incomparable, the man does have intelligence above average and his thoughts sometimes can not reach Kanaya instantly.

“Hahah, you why, Nay? Confused?”

His eyes were still red, he just spoke different sounding from his cries. And now Ibra just chuckled in her crying that began to subside. The woman frowned, This Ibra scared her a little, maybe something broke in her brain, Kanaya thought.

“You're weird, Mas.”

“Sleep, Mas's fine, really.”

Looking doubtful at her husband now, Kanaya did not refuse when Ibra laid her body back. Slightly pushy and painless, Kanaya only demanded an explanation from the man once more. How could he possibly sleep well while Ibra creates mystery at the end of this beautiful night.

“Yakin?”

“Hm, sure.”

“You don't hurt, do you?” Really, Kanaya's mind is no longer healthy, especially in Ibra's sentence that says if she feels really alive, the woman is confused about what Ibra really means.

“No, Kanaya .. Mas healthy inner birth even very healthy since there you are, already there sleep again.”

Kanaya reviewed the smile, the man seemed to be misbehaving. Ibra did not even dare to look at his wife's eyes as usual. And when Kanaya was lying down, Ibra was about to get out of bed and Kanaya quickly restrained Ibra's departure by pulling the tip of her pajamas.

Ibra scratched her head that was not itchy at all, she was confused about what to answer. The goal is to go to the bathroom for a moment to wash his face, just to be honest Ibra prestige of course.

“Kebelet, you want to come?” bargaining Ibra with the exact voice of someone who is being attacked by the flu, as difficult as it was Ibra admitted if it was muddled with sadness.

“Yaudah cepet.”

Ibra passed by with a slight run, leaving Kanaya still staring at his back. What the man thought to shed tears, during marriage Ibra never showed wounds to Kanaya even if only a fingernail.

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Spending quite a long time in the bathroom, Ibra now comes up with a smile that looks better. His voice was like never before, Kanaya was waiting for Ibra who washed his face almost the same as a bath.

“Replace his clothes, Mas, wet all so,” Kanaya's word and Ibra nodded obediently to what his wife ordered. Like a boy following the orders of his mother, Ibra obeyed without protest even though sometimes Kanaya was chatty.

Ibra approached his wife and now lay staring at the ceiling of the room. The man closed his eyes with his hands tightly holding Kanaya's fingers. His eyes were closed, but he had not fallen asleep at all. Apart from sleeping pills is not easy, Ibra still often feels difficulties despite trying.

“Kanaya, can I ask you something?” The voice was heard again, Kanaya thought Ibra had sunk into the dream world, in fact Ibra's mouth was still throwing questions that Canaya could make sure would be various.

“Bby, ask what it is?” Kanaya waited patiently for what Ibra was going to ask, the man reopened his eyes as he let out a slow breath.

“You feel about me, is it still the same as it used to be?” ibra asked seriously, since then it was back to the question. No matter how warm their marriage is now, she just wants to receive a confession back to Kanaya about how she feels about him.

“Why ask again? Something odd about your feelings, Mas?” tanya Kanaya rubbed the Ibra temple plan which now looks really sleepy.

“Need validation, Mas is not calm if you only love yourself, Kanaya.”

I don't know what Ibra thinks until it's still that small. If he does not love Ibra where perhaps he is willing to be touched and surrender himself seikhlas it. What Kanaya gave him was more than a confession of love, and this was not the first time Ibra had questioned him.

“Say if indeed you love Mas, Kanaya.” It was an order, and it seemed like he would not sleep before the sentence was uttered from Kanaya's lips.

“Love you, Ibrahim Megantara .. more than you know, I love you from all sides and all that is in your life, Mas,” said Kanaya without pause, actually he is not the type of couple like this, but for the sake of fulfilling Ibra's wishes he was willing to dismiss all his principles first.

“Really? You're not lying, are you, Kanaya?” ibra asked in a voice that now sounded hoarse, the woman tightened her arms, it was time for Ibra to sleep and no longer talk much.

“Hm, very-very love.”

Not always a woman who needs sweet treatment from her partner. There are times when a man needs the same warmth. A spoiled nature that only refers to the woman, and on the contrary the woman understands her male nature. Right now, Kanaya is doing it, for Ibra, her beloved husband.

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