That Beautiful Prisoner is my wife

Worrying inner

Because of the loudness of Brian's encouragement when opening the door to cause a loud sound because of his shock, making a woman who was in there immediately shocked to see the arrival of Brian.

The girl with the white dres who was standing on her back immediately turned around and faced Brian.

Brian who saw the hands and clothes of the wife red because it was covered with blood immediately grabbed the woman's body and hugged the stiff body so tightly.

While the one in the hug was only stunned confused while occasionally opening his eyes, trying to examine what was going on with her husband. He looked quickly when he heard a small sob of the husband's lips.

"Darling, you cry. Why?" Ask in a wonder tone. While Brian immediately widened his eyes as soon as he heard the voice of the wife who sounded fine. "Cup cup cup, baby, shut up." His impression again was like calming a crying child.

Just contact it made Brian let go of his embrace instantly. Squeezing both sides of the wife's shoulder gently while observing the wife from toe to head.

"Darling why watch me so much?" Mayang still showed his confused face.

"Darling you're okay?!"

"Dear, what am I?" Asked wonder, Mayang's gaze was directed at the wet face of the husband. "Dear you cry? Cie cie cie ,, who was too worried about me ,,," ledeknya with a small oddity. She almost wiped her husband's face, but did not do when she saw the red stains on her hands.

"Then what's this red stain?" Brian asked after his body movements that seemed to jerk when his stomach returned as in a stirring and causing nausea.

"Dear, are you gonna throw up?" Mayang grimaced. "I'm pregnant why are you nauseous?"

Trying to control himself so as not to vomit, Brian gulped heavily on his slaveina. The man with teary eyes due to the effects of nausea was again observing the body of the wife. He only realized that the wife did not smell at all typical rancid like the smell of blood, but other scents were captured by his sense of smell.

"Explain to me honey, what is this stain?!" Slightly annoyed, Brian pulled back his body until it stretched the distance between them.

"Oh this," Mayang looked down at his clothes. "I accidentally spilled paint darling, he-he." Mayang said while smiling widely without guilt.

"Paint painting?!" Brian's high-pitched question made Mayang instantly aghast. The man with the reddish face hardened his jaw. With both hands Brian rubbed his face rough then pulled it over his head and gave a little massage there.

"Honey," Brian threw his sharp gaze at his wife. "You don't know how worried I am about you?!" Asking with a disappointed face makes Mayang even more confused, because her husband is not the type of angry man without reason.

Worry why? Why am I this? Mayang could only call out his question only inwardly.

The woman who let her long hair down was still stiff. I dare not interrupt when my husband is talking. Especially to argue with every word. With a resigned face she tried to calm down to face her husband's strange behavior.

"Not to take good care of yourself when I'm not around, you're just playing around with the paint without guilt." Brian looked upset. "Do you know, because the spilled paint splash made me think something bad happened to you?! From the office I've been worried about you half dead and at home you've added all this." Snorting, Brian threw away his face. His breath went up and down uncontrollably.

Sighing violently, the man clad in a white shirt and vest passed by just leaving his wife inside there.

Mayang had taken a step forward wanted to follow her husband's steps, but looking at the stain in his hand made him undo the intention and choose to step towards the washbasin to wash his hands.

Stepping hastily towards the door because he wanted to get to the husband, Mayang then slowed his steps when he saw the figure of Brian sitting on the sofa. The man who was sitting in a snarling position with his fist propping up his head looked grimly uninspired. Unlike usual which is always decorated with smiles and eyes full of love.

Slowly Mayang sat himself on the sofa, taking a place docked with the man's body. He noticed the husband who did not seem to flinch with his presence. Not as usual.

"Darling,,," called Mayang so gently with her sweetest smile. But it turned out to be free, because Brian still refused to look at him, or at least look a little.

"Darling, I don't care if you're angry. But at least look at me, look at me! Don't torture me again with your silence like that ...!" Rengek Mayang with his face that looks so sad.

Swaying, Brian moved his neck slightly looking back. "Change your clothes first. I'm sick of seeing it." He said softly but full of demands.

Suddenly Mayang looked down at his white dres which now turned red. The girl's reflexes patted her own forehead. Due to being too hasty to catch up with her husband, she forgot to change her clothes.

"Honey, I took a moment to change my clothes, yes," said Mayang while moving, who was only in reply to a thin nod from her husband.

Shortly thereafter, Mayang also returned with another dres that was so beautiful attached to his proportional body. Stepping slowly, Mayang while sighing deeply. Trying to drive out her turmoil and approach the husband who is still in the position as before he left earlier.

Feeling the presence of his wife, Brian who was still late in his daydream now shuffled and turned to someone who was smiling sincerely at him.

"Darling,,," Mayang grabbed her husband's fingers and gently squeezed them. "Can you tell me where my fault is? Can you forgive me too?" he said full of tenderness. Although still confused, but he knew the husband must have his own good intentions that he did not know, to make him suddenly behave strangely like that.

Brian returned a stare at the woman who looked regretful. Although the girl could not cover up her confusion, but she remained gentle and patient in dealing with her rude attitude earlier.

It makes Brian suddenly in the midst of extreme regret, it feels like clogging the pores of his pores to cause tightness in the chest cavity.

The man with a full face had to gulp his slavina heavily while staring at the wife who was also looking at him full of guilt. Unable to stand it anymore, he immediately grabbed the body of the wife and hugged her so tightly.

"I'm sorry, honey" he whispered right in the wife's ear. "I'm wrong, I'm really sorry."

Smiling sincerely, Mayang patted her husband's back affectionately repeatedly. After a long time both of them fell silent in their arms, Mayang flinch so that the husband let go of his embrace.

Realizing his wife's insecurities made Brian realize and immediately let go of his embrace. "Does your stomach hurt?" he asked in a worried tone while gently rubbing the wife's stomach.

"Don't love, I'm fine." Spreading the sweetest smile he had, Mayang wanted to show that he was fine.

"Thank God," Brian let out a sigh of relief. The man whose face was now blissful smiled as he gently squeezed his wife's fingers.

"Darling, I'm really sorry about that paint. I was just tired from lying down for too long. I also eat my mouth tired of chewing. I'm tired of honey, so I want to learn to paint,,," lamented the girl who now rests her head on her husband's shoulder spoiled.

Brian gasped for a moment. As in slap, he completely forgot even completely did not understand what it was like for someone who was only confined inside the house without knowing the outside dunua. Although it is only a small bird, it also wants freedom even though its food is secure and lives in a golden cage. Especially for a man, like the wife he loved so much.

Although he always looks happy in front of him, but Brian believes he also wants a happy life that is full of freedom and without constraints. Free to act like women in general.

Passing free time by taking a walk. Go anywhere without fear. And free to do whatever you like without pressure.

I don't know why the wife's confession makes her feel more guilty. Again feeling unable to bear, Brian also re-captured the body of the wife.

How about being hugged again?! Mayang.

The girl who suddenly felt short of breath slowly moaned. Trying to resist the uncomfortable feeling. But it turned out that the husband realized that and immediately let go of his embrace.

"Sorry baby, I'm making you have trouble breathing.l," again Brian felt guilty. He pursed his lips irritated. "When I always want to hold you, but if it always makes you short of breath, I don't have the heart to do it. And as long as you're pregnant, I've never given you an inner living, have I?! I so missed ,,," his whine spoiled while leaning his head on Mayang's chest, while both his hands were coiled around his wife's belly.

Mayang who was previously surprised, in the end also smiled sincerely and embraced the husband back. "Prophey dear, the obstetrician has not allowed you to give me an inner living ...." Mayang patted Brian's shoulder gently, to give support. In the kiss is also the top of the head of the husband with full of affection.

"When will the new doctor allow it?" Brian looked up, looking at his wife questioningly.

Mayang shook his head slowly while shrugging his shoulders. "Not knowing."

Brian snorted in annoyance. "Well, who are they?! It seems to forbid us to do so."

"Because it can't be, it's all for our good. You want our baby to be healthy and well, don't you? There's gonna be a time when you can 'peluk baa' with our baby in here ...."

Brian flinched for a moment. "really?" Ask with happy eyes.

"Hmmm ...." Mayang quickly nodded.

"I can't wait" said Brian with his mischievous grin. His hand moved gently rubbing the sensitive area of the wife.

"Darling ,,,." Mayang looked at the husband in gesture.

"Honey, please .., I just want to touch it. I didn't expect more!"

"REally?!" Mayang asked in a quip. While his eyebrows dropped many times.

"Ish what the hell?!" Brian nodded and turned his face. Hiding her red face.

"Don't sulk dong Darling," Mayang grabbed Brian's chin and forced his way to him. A second later the red curvature was embedded in the lips of the husband and there was a hot sea for a while.

"The company I learned to paint, yuk." Take Mayang to the husband who is fascinated looking at him. The woman immediately got up and pulled her husband's arm to follow her.

"Where dear, I'm not satisfied ...!"

"Later on, darling," Mayang still tried to pull her reluctant husband to stand up.

"Remember, honey, don't be too relieved to release your energy." Brian looked at the wife full of warning to make Mayang release the husband's arm immediately.

"Ha-ha yes, forgot. Sorry dear."

Although lazy, but finally Brian got up and resignedly followed the steps of the wife. It turned out that Mayang was taking her outside the room. On the side of the room next to a large glass window. Mayang seems to have prepared everything for the purposes of painting it.

"All of you have prepared carefully turned out."

"Ha-ha yes. If I want to, here's." Mayang chuckled softly. He stepped onto the canvas that was ready, while Brian stepped onto the sofa and dropped his body to sit there.

"Ah why does the pose fit so well, dear." Praise Mayang full of amazement staring at Brian who was propped up chin with so enchanting. Hold on like that and don't move ya," she asked half forcefully.

"Can you really paint me?"

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