The Desired Angel of Heaven

The Desired Angel of Heaven
Chapter 186 S2 (Starting There is Flavor)



After performing the prayer Ashar Khaira out of the room. He let Ivan who was still soundly asleep beside him. While walking to the kitchen he had time to say hello to bi Risma, bi Ani and bi Giyem who were preparing vegetables and seafood ingredients to make dinner menu.


The three art parobaya are pleased with the hospitality of the hostess. They engaged in light conversation while exchanging stories of each other's experiences. Khaira ended the conversation with the three arts because he wanted to enjoy the breeze in the side garden.


Khaira leisurely walked towards the garden in the courtyard beside her house. He admired the interior and exterior arrangement of his house. Ivan really took into account all the workmanship of their residence in detail, so that each side of the courtyard was so beautiful and interesting to look at.


“Good day, new residents huh?” a friendly-pitched voice surprised Khaira.


He looked to the side looking for the direction of the voice.


“Astaghfirullahal adjim …. “ Khaira beristighfar in heart see the sexy appearance of a young woman who may be the same age as Ariq mas.


“Call aja aunt Ratna like our other neighbors,” she said kindly with an unfettered smile from her red lips.


“Yes, aunt. I'm Rara …. “ Khaira was about to lend a hand but aunt Ratna did not answer him.


“Know it. Mas Ivan has told a lot about you,” he replied familiarly, “We often tell when Ivan saw the progress of the workmanship of this house. The house is good yes, the facilities are complete again.”


Khaira frowned, feeling uncomfortable looking at the appearance of aunt Ratna who only used a sleeveless blouse above the knees. Showing kegemoyan body and smooth skin.


“Your husband is a pleasant person. Aunty was happy to talk to him,” with the ease of aunt Ratna entered the yard Khaira through a rather low side door and could be opened easily limiting the two magnificent houses.


Khaira just sighed while massaging her chest looking at the aunt Ratna who was casually sitting on the garden chair not caring about her thighs being exposed because the wind made her blouse fly everywhere.


“Sayang .... “ Ivan's voice called to him made Khaira even more uncomfortable, worried about the sight in plain sight.


“Eh, Ivan mas.  Afternoon gini nice chilling here yes, adem ...” aunt Ratna's voice sounds spoiled.


Ivan just nodded his head at a glance. He immediately sat down to Khaira, his hand he put on his wife's shoulder.


Aunt Ratna looked at the two full of admiration, “You are indeed a matching couple, aunty so envious. New bride mah emang again angetnya.”


Khaira just smiled faintly. Actually, he was not comfortable with the actions of Ivan who continued to stroke his shoulders without ignoring the talk of aunt Ratna.


“Mbak Rara what activities?” due to not getting a response Ivan eventually aunty Ratna turned her attention to Khaira.


“Just help my oma aunt,” replied Khaira briefly. It felt reluctant to respond to aunt Ratna's questions, but ntar said not to appreciate guests.


“What is not the husband doing?” aunt Ratna again turned her eyes to Ivan who was still focused on looking at Khaira with a keen look at the communication of his wife with women who might be older than 4 years from him.


“My Passion and Ivan beda aunt.”


Hearing Khaira's call to him made Ivan's heart instantly warm. It felt like he jumped up in joy at hearing Khaira's soft voice while saying her name. If only there was no aunt Ratna, he would shower the kisses on his wife's face.


“Patience, patience ... “ monologue in heart.


Khaira felt Ivan's rubbing on her shoulder stop but her embrace made Khaira unable to do anything, until her body both stuck like a postage stamp.


“What is his oma doing?” aunt Ratna looked at Rara from head to toe, “On-line interns huh?”


He was quite amazed by the natural beauty with clear eyes sparkling at the young woman who became his neighbor. Very simple in appearance, not even seen wearing excessive jewelry, there is only a wedding ring even though seen in plain sight looks the price is not cheap. Naturally the man who was younger than him was attached to his wife. Though seeing the appearance of himself usually the eyes of the men immediately look towards him.


But not in the young man who since three months ago came back and forth to see the readiness of his home.  Just the usual greetings and pleasantries that occur, so that aunt Ratna became curious about what kind of woman made the young man of her neighbors never look at her for more than three seconds. Now he saw for himself the angel of the ruler of his new neighbor's heart.


Khaira smiled faintly hearing the pretentious tone from the lips of aunt Ratna's menor. He glanced at Ivan who was looking at him with a frown upon hearing the words of his taunt neighbors.


“Lumayanlah aunt, rather than nggganggur,” replied Khaira with a thin smile.


Khaira smiled faintly, “I believe in God who has given the best soul mate to me. All I give back to Allah, for He is the Reversal of heart.”


Ivan was touched by his wife's words. Spontaneously he kissed Rara's shoulder in his embrace without caring about Khaira's eyes that glanced at him.


“Iya anyway,” aunt Ratna stunned for a moment. Sounding his breath, “Tante also sometimes there is a sense of worry to take off mas Iqbal who works as a chef on a luxury yacht. Three months new home ...”


“Pillage .... “ think Khaira in heart, “Why not find a job in the country alone aunt. Many luxury hotels that need a professional chef ..”.


“True. Aunty and Iqbal had discussed it before his departure. Aunty's husband has also entered a proposal at one famous sharia hotel. Just wait for the call.”


“Hopefully launched aunt,” Khaira said sincerely.


“Thank you deck Rara,” aunt Ratna feels comfortable while talking to her new friendly-looking neighbor.


Although he must admit to seeing the appearance of a woman younger than him in all-enclosed clothes there was a little discomfort in him. But how else, he did like the style of free dress from young. And her husband never commented on her appearance.


“Tomorrow aunt husband will be back.  Iqbal would love to have a new neighbor. All this time he said to aunty who always left alone lonely …. “


Khaira just nodded her head not to chimed in the words of aunt Ratna who was like a woman who was less affectionate due to longing for a husband who worked far in the land of people.


“Tante go home first. Sorry to disturb the newlyweds who are hot-hot again,” aunt Ratna immediately got up from the chair and walked in a style inviting the eyes of focus looking.


Khaira glanced at Ivan who had a glimpse. Both eyes are linked to each other. Khaira looked at Ivan with sneering lips. He knows every male mind that sees the refreshing scenery in front of the eyes will certainly travel everywhere.


While Ivan looked at Khaira in bewilderment, a look of disdain rose on the full lips of his wife's. He became confused as to what made his wife behave like that.


Khaira got up from the chair with a feeling of annoyance. He did not know what was happening with his feelings, an unreasonable sense of resentment. But his arm in Ivan's hold made him unable to continue his pace.


“Where are you?” Ivan looked at her fixedly without letting go of his grip. He saw the anger there.


“Install, males outside the scenery for uncomfortable,” replied Khaira flat.


Ivan mengu**smile hearing his wife's answer. The anger was still visible in Khaira's clear eyes.


“Who said uncomfortable, refreshing. Rarely see vitamins that make the eyes literate like earlier,” Ivan even fishing in murky water.


Khaira glared at her husband. He threw Ivan's hand which was still strong holding his right arm. But the grip was so strong that Khaira could not move. Khaira's heart felt pain. His eyes began to glaze over. I think he wants to cry.


What is this feeling? Why did his heart suddenly feel pain? Why did he suddenly feel upset and want to get angry? A feeling he never had when he was with Abbas. And now with the stone man who made him unsettled, with his imposing attitude and likes to do as he pleases without looking at the situation and conditions.


Khaira was sculpting while pressing on her chest which was painful. Every thought of Abbas made his tears come back to freefall. He tried to take Ivan's hand off with his left hand.


Ivan was surprised to see the change in his wife's face. He quickly stood up and immediately hugged Khaira tightly. He did not expect his jokes to bring sadness to women who made him promise to always take care of his soul and body.


“I'm sorry,” Ivan said quickly.


He felt the sobbing of Khaira crying in his arms. He patted his wife's shoulder trying to calm her down. His chest already felt moist because the shirt he wore was wet because of Khaira's tears.


“Pardon dear papa, for making mama sad yes,” Ivan whispered softly while showering his wife's head with a warm kiss.


He did not let go of his embrace until the sound of the isak Khaira stopped. Ivan felt Khaira who was now starting to try to escape from him.  He casually grasped Khaira's fingers and brought her back home. Without a refusal Khaira followed her husband's steps up to their room.


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