Surviving Pain Separating Difficult

Chapter 047: It's Not Free

“What do you hope after saying this?” tanya Tiarnan accented indifferently. It was as if he was discussing the changing weather, not caring about Likta's feelings at all.

Unconsciously the fingers clenched as if the blood stopped flowing through the knuckles, Likta had trouble breathing because Tiarnan—'s question was too sharp and the cold— tightened the chest.

Tears continue to seep from the fertilizer, shed wet the cheek up to the chin. It's not like him. Whether due to pregnancy hormones or others, the feeling of Likta is now very fragile, so it is easily injured.

However, he warned himself to be calm, desperately stemming the rest of the tears from flowing. Tiarnan does not deserve to see the weakest side, it could be that the man will be big head because he knows has great meaning in his life.

Shaking faith in her husband's partisanship to reject Violacea's proposal, Likta assumed that Tiarnan would sympathize a little after hearing her complaints. And, in fact .. oh, even that confession feels ridiculous now. He's been unusually emotional lately.

How could Likta forget that the man who was bothering her was a stranger, this was more than enough to confirm what their relationship was like. He did not know what to expect after saying it all.

“No, no, sorry I talk too much,” said Likta as much as possible to keep the voice normal. “Do not, put. Let me do the cleaning. Mas Tiarnan rest aja,” he said when the husband started packing dishes. Piling up the tableware so that it is easy to move to the wash.

“You are tired, Likta, easy not to comply with my request this one?” Tiarnan is more like affirming than asking. He reached out his hand, grabbing the wife's shoulder.

Likta's sembab eyes leave a thin line when narrowed, dizzy attacks when trying to understand all the treatment of Tiarnan. There are too many contradictions and it is confusing. He clasped the edge of the table tightly, took a deep breath and exhaled slowly.

Likta did not say a word as Tiarnan guided her towards the room, gently pressing her shoulders to sit down.

Tiarnan knelt before Likta, linking the two fingers of his wife's clasps on his lap. Then, his arm stretched out to take the vitamin tablet on the table. Tearing the wrapper and feeding the contents to his wife. Do not forget to reach for a glass of mineral water so that the woman can more easily swallow. “Sleep, no longer working effort.”

Slowly Tiarnan pushed Likta's frail shoulder, he stared fixedly to make the heart tremble. And, it made the beat on the chest of the two faster. The man gently lifted his wife's legs up onto the bed.

Likta wanted to turn away, afraid to get lost in the labyrinth of her desire-tanned irises, but her nerves would not obey her heart. He knew for sure that if Tiarnan tried to touch more than he should, then no doubt, he would lose and give in to this man's wishes.

Spontaneous Likta closed her eyes as Tiarnan brought her face closer, the two corners of her lips were flattered, anxious instead of playing looking at his wife's expression. He stared at the tiny lips like the ribbon, but then got another scene under the closed eyes—a blackish-brown tinge. Signs that this woman is not sleeping properly.

Finally, Tiarnan landed a kiss on the cheek while whispering, “Good sleep, from tonight I will not let someone disturb your sleep except me.” Grabbing a blanket and spreading it to the body of the woman is limited to the stomach without turning his eyes.

Likta's eyelids opened wide and found Tiarnan stalling a smile. Just this time she saw her husband's serious face fade, looking brighter as if the burden emanating from her eyes disappeared.

Still with the rest of the grin Tiarnan moved— left room—because if he turned around the body could not resist the urge and mess up Likta's break. So, find a way to divert your mind.

When looking around the kitchen that is not too big Tiarnan felt upset, cooking and eating equipment piled up in the laundry tub. “Experience, surely he who claimed to be Om did not help clean the house as long as my wife kept her aunt.” Grunting, annoyed.

Rejecting the waist before heading to the dining table, first Tiarnan looking for cleaning services that serve 24 hours. He wanted the moment Likta woke up already brilliant, so had no reason to delay the departure.

In the boredom of Tiarnan waiting for the people providing services to come, the time has shown at ten. A moment ago he examined Likta and found out that the woman had drowned in a dreamland.

At the time will make a call heard the roar of the car stopped in front of the house. Tiarnan rushed out and saw if the person he was waiting for had arrived.

“Goodnight, right our Mr. Awang's home from DKD, cleaning service.”

“Yes, long time ago?”

“Sorry, Sir.”

“Come in, I ask you to finish the job without making a sound,” pinta Tiarnan then shows everywhere that requires a skilled touch of the janitors.

While Tiarnan himself made sure Likta was not awake. Approximately two hours of people from cleaning services complete the work and according to orders, do not cause a commotion.

Despite paying off the payment, Tiarnan tipped a large amount of money. That's how he appreciates the work of the people who work for him.

“Thank you, Mas.”

“Hemm,” reply Tiarnan while nodding.

With the officers' vehicle buzzing away from the house, Tiarnan immediately entered and closed the door. Then, drop the body onto the sofa. He closed with his head drooping on the backrest.

Tiarnan was secretly worried about Likta's condition, she was afraid that the burden of the woman's mind was affecting her pregnancy. The obligation to keep the baby in the heart, there is a feeling of wanting to protect regardless of pent-up grudges.

His brain turned uncomfortable knowing Likta's complaints, not expecting during his trip outside the city of Violacea to launch the action. However, there is something more disturbing than the behavior of the model, namely the attitude of the father.

Less clear whether Tiarnan conveyed the condition of Likta's pregnancy, Riza explained that pregnant women should not be stressed, but her father actually discussed about arranged marriages that had been delayed.

Tiarnan's goal was to hear the creaking of the open door and Likta's voice softened. “Mas Tyarnan.”

With a half-shuttered look Likta walked out of the room divider curtain. “Mas Siannan washing dishes?” The back of the hand rubbed the eyes, then circulated the gaze. “Clean-clean also?”

Tiarnan pushed his back from the backrest, then sighed, his guts made tired like people were working hard. “Whose else?” Likta's lips pursed and the action made a huff. It was not good for the defensive wall that was built so as not to hit the woman now. “From!”

Likta tightened her lips until she thinned, walking lazily towards Tiarnan. Her lentic fingers twisted the hem of the end of the shirt.

“It's not free, there's a price you have to pay,” explained Tiarnan, he patted the sofa as a sign so Likta sat there. “My head is dizzy, you can start payment by massage.”