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Calling

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"Why did you come home early? Usually rich people like you will come home at night."

"I'm not them, Sara."

Sara brushes over Max's head as the man sleeps on his lap. They were relaxing on the living room sofa on the main floor.

"Max?!"

"Come, Sara. For a few minutes."

"Gosh, your head's heavy."

Max chuckled as he closed his eyes. His feelings were again upset to remember that person. And perhaps the only effective remedy is the wife's swipe.

"Please wipe my head, honey."

Sara squealed but ended up doing that as well.

"I just found out you're so spoiled."

Silence took over until the sound of Sara's thunderous cell phone melted the atmosphere.

"That surprised me, Sara."

The woman laughed and answered the call.

"Wow, are you Ed?"

Apparently it was a video call so Sara could see all her friends there.

"How are you, Sara? You didn't tell us after you became the handsome mafia wife."

"Gosh, Claire. Don't call it that. The world will be turned upside down if he hears it."

"I heard, honey."

Sara was surprised to remember that there was still Max beside her. He was too happy to talk to his friends who could not be contacted a few days ago so he forgot Max's head which he thought was heavy on his lap.

"You're with your husband?"

"Yes. Where're you?"

"At the top of the Alps."

Sara gawked in amazement. "That's great. Why don't you take me, Ed?"

"You forgot you were getting married? Jesus, Sara, I could've been killed by your husband if I took you away."

A moment Sara nodded foolishly. He forgot that a few days ago he was locked up by Peter in the barn.

"Sorry," he said, chuckling. "How's it going there? Pleasant?"

"It's been great without you, Sara."

"You're bad, Ed! Where's Alana?"

Hearing that name, Max's heart stopped. Alana's name reminds her of her lover who disappeared a few months ago. He sharpened his ears to hear their next conversation.

"Start a fire."

"You guys make campfires? What about barbeque?"

"For sure, honey. Don't worry, I'll definitely send you a picture of us at the party."

Sara rolled her eyes lazily. His friends are so silly. If one of them does not travel, then whatever they do they will fill the mobile phone gallery to tempt his friend who does not come.

"no need. I'm tired of seeing your face, Ed."

There was a loud noise from across there. Sara was upset.

"That's it. I want to rest. Enjoy your journey and may you be Olaf, Edwin."

Sara closes the call and is immediately hunted by questions from Max.

"Who is that guy? Why did he call you darling?"

"Ck, he's my friend, Max. Name's Edwin. What was? You knew her?"

"No! I don't like that call. Only I can call you that."

"Come, Max. We always call love to all people. He's a good guy's friend."

"What?!" Max lifted his head from Sara's lap and looked at the female bead. "You call it baby too? Jesus, Sara, stop calling him that."

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"Come on, Max, this is ridiculous. I can't call you that."

"Do it until you can. I don't accept rejection!"

Sara sighed resignedly. Since noon, Max told her to change the call for her husband. He who is not used to calling strangers with the call 'honey' shudder amused.

"Okay, all right." Sara scooped up a lot of air and tried. "Darling ...."

Max smiled thinly. "You can. Call me that again."

"Darling ...."

"good. A good wife."

Max pulled her to sit closer to the man.

"You're always willing, Max."

"What?! Repeat it!"

Sara who soon forgets the call goosebumps when she sees the demon grin on Max's lips.

"Sorry, dear."

Max chuckled then peeked at his wife's cheek. This made Sara angry.

"You?! Why are you kissing me?"

"I kissed my own wife and it's not a sin."

Other than keeping her anger in her heart, Sara was speechless. The man linked their fingers, raising the height of the hand wearing the wedding ring.

"Sara's."

"Hm."

"Don't leave me."

Sara remained silent.

"Don't think about leaving my life. Whatever happens, keep leading me to see the bright light."

Sara remained silent.

"If one day I'm going in the wrong direction, hold my hand and hug me as I am now and pull me in the right direction."

"What are you talking about? I can't possibly leave you. You're rich."

Max chuckles then brings Sara's hand to his face.

"You survive because I'm rich?"

"Yes." Yeah."

That short answer made the corner of his heart throb. There is a little dislike of hearing it.

"But don't worry, even if you're not rich anymore, I'm not going anywhere because Peter doesn't want me anymore. Besides, you've threatened me not to run."

"Geez, I think you're holding on because I'm rich."

"That's one of them too."

"The others?"

"I haven't thought about it. But, maybe because you're good at everything, finding people who disappear for example."

His blue eyes stared at Sara flatly. There was no word he spoke, letting the blue bead speak by itself.

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"You have to bathe me, honey."

"W-what?! Ma-mandi?"

"Hm. Wh why? Don't you want to? Remember, Sara, the wife is the sua---maid"

"Yes, yeah, I know. Don't say that again, my brain still remembers."

"good. Come on!"

Max immediately pulled his hand into the bathroom. There, Sara felt stifled. Looking at Max's muscular stomach made his mind go wild. He turned his face away for a moment to dispel the strange thought.

"Gosh, what am I thinking? Crazy, crazy," he said, hitting his head.

"Dear, what are you doing? Come on over here! Rub my back!"

"Darling?"

Sara gurgles. "Y-yes?"

"Has your saliva dripped? You opened your mouth earlier."

Sara rubbed the corners of her lips and that's when Max laughed.

"Sucks," he picks up and hits Max's back.

"Aw, sick, honey. Are you tempted by my body? Yes, I admit, I am handsome and charismatic. There is no man as perfect as I am."

Sara grunts. Max always boasted of himself. He wondered if the man was so to those closest to him. Just imagining it makes Sara growled and squeezes Max's back muscles.

"Wow, do you like it so much? All right, I let you touch him last night. But, don't skin it, ok? The back should be smooth without a scratch, except ...."

The man's perverted grin made Sara gulp rough saliva. His eyes glanced at Sara through the mirror glass in front of the bath.

"Stop, Max. Don't move, I'm gonna finish it."

Without warning, Max pulled her hand so that she fell into the bath right in her husband's lap. The two netra looked at each other in silence until Sara realized and turned her face away.

"Max! I've taken a shower!"

"What did you call me?"

"Sorry, dear."

Max smiled thinly. "Good wife" she said and kissed Sara's lips.

When Max was about to repeat it again, Sara immediately closed her mouth with glaring eyes.

"Why?" max asked with a laugh on his thin lips. Sara shakes.

"I won't kiss you again. Get your hands off." Sara kept shaking her head without letting go of the lump in her mouth.

"Geez, you're like a kid, baby," Max poked and then rubbed his wife's white hair.

"I'm sorry, I wouldn't have done it without your permission. You have to take another shower."

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"You bought me a long, tight shirt like this? It's not a beautiful outfit, Max."

Sara grumbled as the contents of the closet meant for her were filled to the brim with lavish and glittering party dresses. Not only that, the shoes that he thought were very strange were also perched there. He never wears anything like that.

"That's a dress, honey. You should wear it for an event like this."

" I can't breathe. Jesus, buy me a shirt and jeans, Max. Really, I can't wear this."

Sara pointed at the bunch of dresses hanging in there.

"My money's up."

"You're rich, Max."

"You're not seducing me."

"Is that necessary?"

"Of course."

"Come on, I can't do it, Max."

"Call me baby!"

Sara was speechless recalling a moment ago that she called Max by name instead of that ludicrous call and ended up with her lips crushed.

"Alright, Honey. I won't ask for anything weird. I'm gonna wear this."

Afraid of Max's threats, he ends the debate. She was nervous to see a perverted grin on her husband's lips. She was afraid Max would kiss her again.

"Why did you suddenly comply? Is your brain in trouble?"

"Ck, I appreciate your gift, honey. I'm wearing this black short dress."

Max smile. "Where are you going?!"

"Change clothes!"

"Replace here!"

"No way!"

Max grins. He knew Sara would ask him for help again. Soon the bathroom door opened, and....

"Darling! Help me!"

"What can I help you with?"

"You bought some weird, lousy clothes. Look, I told you I couldn't wear it but you insisted." Sara turned her back to Max and told the man to pull the zipper on her dress.

"Alex did it."

"Surely he doesn't know which clothes are good."

"Wear your heels."

"What else is that?"

"The shoes you said were weird."

"Gosh, I'm going crazy. Please tell Alex to buy me sneakers. I can't wear these shoes."

"I'll do it."

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The journey to the place that Max said felt very far for Sara with herself who was squeezed into the tight dress.

"I'm having a hard time breathing, Max."

As if conscious, Sara's hand immediately smothered her own mouth as Max glanced at her.

"Sorry, dear."

"You seem to like that punishment, honey."

Max pulled her body closer and leaned on her husband's shoulder.

"Don't do it again."

"You think I'm gonna show him that scene?" Max pointed with his chin towards the front where the driver was.

Sara's face is heating up. He was ashamed of the driver. His hand immediately shut Max's mouth and told him to be quiet.

However, it wasn't Max's name if it didn't manage to upset his wife. With a witty smile on her hand-covered lips, she stuck out her tongue making Sara a keel.

In order to protest with Max's annoying behavior, suddenly their car stopped suddenly.

"What's up, Lewis?"

"Someone stopped our car, sir."

"Rush him!"

Max's jaw immediately hardened to see the person who had a conversation with Lewis was brandishing a gun.

"What's this?" sara's in Max's ear.

"It's not something big."

Not long after, the broken glass of the front of the car surprised.

"Sara! Oi! Wake up!"

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