That Beautiful Prisoner is my wife

Fogging

The clock had shown at twelvepm when Brian arrived at his house. After handing over the car to one of his bodyguards, he stepped in carrying his tired body into the house.

"Just come home Sir," said Kuswara who was welcoming him.

"Is the Madam asleep?" Ask Brian while unbuttoning his suit.

"When I checked, Madam was watching television while reading a novel, Young Master."

"Huh?" Brian knitted his brows. "Would he be able to absorb the contents of his novel if he read it while watching television."

Kuswara chuckled at hearing that. "Maybe the Madam did it on purpose so as not to fall asleep quickly tonight, sir. It seems like Madam is deliberately waiting for you." said Kuswara while receiving a suit from Brian's hand.

Listening to Kuswara's words, Brian's heart was like a fuss recalling an unpleasant incident this morning. Moreover, he did not reply to a short message that his wife sent. Instantly the face of the firm man turned bitter. His gaze was glaring at the thought of the feeling his wife might be feeling.

"What's the lady doing all day, Miss Kus?" tanyanya then turned to look at Kuswara who was behind her.

"I'm sorry, sir, this whole day Madam passed her day just sitting there pensive. He was also not eating as usual. I also saw him shed tears." Kuswara was not feeling well.

Brian heard an explanation from Kuswara. Without saying anything else, the man who had rolled up his sleeves below the elbow rushed towards his room.

Opening the door without making a sound, Chief Brian who was poking in seemed to circulate a glance throughout the room. And sure enough, the room was still brightly lit was heard noisily by the sound of television stel with a loud volume.

While the wife looked closed with a half-sitting position on the long sofa. Obviously he fell asleep while reading, seen from his hand that still holds his novel.

Sighing quietly, Brian then grabbed the control remote lying on the table. Turn down the volume of the television and turn it off. Slowly his hand moved to take the novel from the grasp of the wife, then put it on the table.

Already about to lift to move Mayang's body on the bed, but worries will disturb his wife's rest makes Brian undo his intentions. While bending, straightened the position of the wife's body so that she feels comfortable. The gentle whimper that escaped Mayang's lips made the black-bladed man smile lovingly.

Crouching with one knee resting on the floor, Brian looked down at his wife's pity. While his hand moved slowly rubbing the top of Mayang's head full of love.

With teary eyes, Brian grabbed his wife's stained fingers. Squeezing the back of the hand for a long time, he then said slowly. "Why are you so stubborn, honey. I love you and our baby more than anything in the world. I'm really scared of losing you guys. But why don't you understand that?" Brian gritted his teeth in annoyance. The feelings of anger and love mixed into one stirred his conscience.

"You're not a super hero honey, you're still an ordinary woman who's bearing the fruit of our love. I don't want you to be in danger just because of your ego ." Brian complained so bitter that unconsciously clear circles dripped from the eye peluruk.

The man who tends to be melancholic since the pregnant wife is back to kiss the back of the wife's cold hands. He then lay down his tired body on the sofa, close to the cold body of his wife to give warmth. Until his pair of eyes began to feel heavy and finally closed and lulled in the dream world.

***

Mayang blinked as he began to wake up. Raising his body slowly from the bed, he spread his gaze around the spacious room. Slender. There was no one there but him.

The woman whose body was still wrapped in a blanket was aghast when she realized that the day had changed in the morning. Trying to get up she hoped to find her husband. He believes Brian came home last night, and covered his body with a blanket. But realizing the room was so quiet and quiet, Mayang threw his body again on the sofa bed last night in despair.

Feeling irritated, the girl in white pajamas attached to her body cried while banging on the arm of the sofa. "Why don't you wake me up if you come home, honey?! Why are you leaving me alone in this kind of excitement?! Why is! Did you torture me in this way?!" yelled Mayang with her sedu sedan cry. The girl who usually looks calm is even seen exploding her anger. He even forgot that there was a life in his womb.

Limp, Mayang leaned the side of his cheek on the arm of the sofa while crying a little lamenting his sadness. He looked tired, sobbing while closing his eyes.

He hated this kind of atmosphere. Alone again. Without friends anymore. He needs a friend. She wanted her husband to come. He needs a backrest. He needs a hug. Not just left alone like this.

But as he dissolved in solitude, pensively without despair, a gentle caress greeted the top of his head. Half-conscious, Mayang thought it was just a dream. But he forced open his eyes and raised his gaze to be more certain.

The dimple owner girl rounded her eyes in disbelief when she found the figure of the husband who was smiling sweetly to her.

***

Elsewhere, Milly, whose face looked deathly pale, leaned her body against the back of a wooden chair in her small contract. Drowsiness tired and heartburn still attacks him today after a night of being a toilet louse. Even fell asleep while shitting.

Luckily the toilet louse is human so it does not dissolve carried by water along with the garbage from the stomach.

But the noise that was heard from outside made him curious. The girl who was still wearing the nightgown stepped foot out.

The cute girl developed her smile when she saw her fellow bows gathering in the gazebo, the small building that had always been their gathering place.

"Mill, why lock yourself in a contract so like a vampire! Afraid of the sun Lo?" ina shouted in an understated tone.

"Damn lo! My life needs sun woii, how is the story I'm afraid of the sun?!" milly was upset while putting her hands on her waist.

"Not to get angry, kayak sissi dikatain bencong aja! Here's ngapa." Take Ina and other friends.

although initially hesitant, but eventually Milly approached her friends at their request. Sitting between them, Milly took a position in the middle, which was where it felt more spacious.

"Why Lo, looks so lethargic. Lo sick? You're not selling today?" cecar Ina was right next to Milly.

"My stomach is very mules, all night for me to be kicked in and out of WC." said Milly full of frustration.

"Oh my goodness Mill, Lo diarrhea? What did you eat wrong yesterday?" ask another friend full of worries.

"It's not the wrong thing to eat, but it's me who deliberately eats! You guys know what I'm eating?!" milly asked half-assed a guess as she stared one by one at her friends. "Blak level one hundred Brays! " milly shouted with pride. "And you know who it's thanks to?!" Milly glanced at Ina full of threats. While being glanced at seemed to buyak shocked, as if confused and did not know anything.

"Thank you Na, because thanks to you, I'm gonna be a toilet louse tonight." Milly patted Ina's shoulder very tight with a sharp glaring look. "Please reward this friend of ours as your best friend!" Tell Milly in a satirical tone while massaging Ina's rough back neck.

"Don't stop!" Said Ina while shaking Milly's hand. "I was wronged? I am just a mastiin! You can't forget that you yourself are the guy!"

"Yes! But if Lo's mouth isn't flippant I won't be forced to eat it as satanic as hell!" milly shouted in anger.

But in the middle of their conversation, Milly suddenly grimaced as a strange taste returned to her stomach. And instantly, an atomic bomb exploded from Milly's buttocks along with the smell of rotten eggs popping out piercing the girls' nasal cavities.

Just contact it made the gathering was scattered and each moved away from Milly who seemed to smile with relief.

"Damn Lo Mill!" Ina's growling now looks pale because it holds nausea in her stomach. "Lo finished snacking on the trash?! It smells!" He was half coughing.

"Sorry for your slips." Ringis Milly shy.

"Fart is fart, but look at dong! You can't think of anything if there's someone around?!"

"Yes Brays, sirik very much with my happiness. Don't you see a lot of mosquitoes? Itung-itung fogging is Guys." said Milly while laughing amusedly.

"If the fogging is like this not only the mosquitoes that Mill died, but the humans too! It's poison!" Said another friend who then invited laughter all over.

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