The Last Port of Sang Bad Boy

CHAPTER 80

Ibra's forecast for a while in the workshop turned out to be wrong. After the business with the sales is finished, the work in the workshop that piled up made him inevitably intervene. Diki didn't come in because of illness, blinded Reza and Beni a little bit. Sending Ayleen a message if he came home a little late, but apparently, the message was just read, not reciprocated.

He arrived home at about 8 p.m. Ayleen was not in the room, making him go straight to Haura's room. It turned out that his guess was right, his wife was there.

"I bought you your favorite donut, Yank." Ibra who just entered directly showed her luggage. Do not forget to show off the row of white teeth with a big smile.

"Haura wants a doughnut?" ayleen.

"You" the boy nodded quickly.

Ayleen took a box containing donuts from Ibra's hand, taking Haura and Miss Santi to eat together. But he seemed to forget Ibra who was there too. The man was only silent because Ayleen did not invite him to eat.

Ibra left Haura's room, returned to her own room to take a bath. His body felt sticky because he had not had time to bathe in the workshop.

"If Madam Ayleen wants to go back to the room, no papa really," said Santi. He spoke like that knowing Ibra had just come home from work, maybe Ayleen wanted to welcome him. "Let my Haura be with me. I'll just sleep here for a while." Santi's mother has not been willing to let Haura sleep on her own while the little boy is still having nightmares.

"Mbak Santi just go back to the room, rest. A month's sleep in the hospital, surely not comfortable? Tonight, let me just sleep here."

"What's wrong, Mother? Then is it Mas Ibra?"

Ayleen chuckles at being asked about Ibra. "She is so brave, she has dared to sleep alone. I'm not papa, tonight, Haura let me sleep with me."

"Yeee..tidul with Ayleen," Haura cheered happily.

"Well, that's it, Mother." Santi's mother then resigned, out of Haura's room.

While Ibra was in the room, she kept staring at the wall clock. It was almost 10, but Ayleen did not enter the room, making him restless. What's more tonight, he's already planning on making love. It's been a long time since they haven't done it, precisely since the departure of his father a month ago. Desire that has been channeled for a month, can not be held again tonight.

Amidst the already paper-thin patience, she caught up with Ayleen to Haura's room. The room was already dark, leaving only the sleeping lights on. Ibra scratched her head, which she had been waiting for since, knowing that she had been molested in Haura's room.

While walking slowly so as not to wake Haura, Ibra approached Ayleen. He patted his wife several times on the shoulder while calling near the ear.

"Which, wake. Move to yuk's room" he whispered.

Ayleen was just squirming, there was no intention of waking up even though he actually heard Ibra's voice. He had not slept, just pretended. Getting used to sleeping with Ibra, splitting the bed makes it difficult to sleep.

"Darling, get up" Ibra called back. "Move yuk, don't sleep here." The man kissed the back of Ayleen's ears and neck, making the woman unable to continue pretending to sleep because of amusement.

"I'm sleeping here tonight" said Ayleen. Trying to encourage Ibra not to continue kissing her neck and ears.

"Whose sleep do I sleep with?"

"Udah gede, sleep alone. It's coming out" Ayleen pushed Ibra's chest away from her.

"There's no buts. I promised Haura that tonight she would sleep."

Ibra clucked violently while shuffling her hair in frustration.

Ayleen confirmed the position of his blanket and Haura, then closed his eyes again. Seeing that, inevitably Ibra went out of the room.

Ayleen immediately breathed a sigh of relief to see Ibra come out, but a moment later, the man instead went back in. Ayleen closed his eyes, pretending to be asleep.

"Well, are you sure you want to sleep here tonight?" Ibra is not desperate. He sat on the side of the bed, still trying to persuade Ayleen to go back to the room.

"Yes. I promised Haura" said Ayleen with eyes closed.

"Haura's asleep, won't know if you're moving rooms." Ibra whined a little, hoping Ayleen would feel sorry for her.

"Haura often has nightmares and wakes up at night. I can't leave him alone."

Ibra again clucked while scratching his head. Confused as to what else seduced Ayleen. "I call Santi's mother to come here."

"No, no, you're out there." Ayleen was still upset with Ibra. Like whatever the man persuaded her to go back to the room, she wouldn't.

"Are you angry with me? You were on them all day. Trus message I'm not reply. And now, even sleeping here. Actually you're ke_"

Ayleen placed his index finger in front of Ibra's lips. "Whispering, Haura will wake up. It's out there."

Ibra took a rough breath and was forced to walk towards the door.

"Sister," call Ayleen slowly. Ibra hurriedly turned her back excitedly. "Don't forget to close the door again. And don't go in again." Ibra cursed in his heart. He thinks Ayleen changed his mind, turns out he's just on php. Turn back around and get out and close the door again.

Ibra returned to the room feeling upset. Looking around for what he did wrong until Ayleen was like this. He was sure, not purely because Haura Ayleen decided to sleep there, but there were other problems. That's the problem between him and his wife. But what's the problem?

Until midnight, Ibra could not sleep. Many times trying to close his eyes and hope sleepiness comes, in fact still, he can not sleep.

"I can't believe it anymore" he got off the bed and headed for Haura's room.

Ayleen who had just fallen asleep, was startled as his body felt drifting. "Sister Ibra," his screech was restrained when he realized Ibra was lifting his body. "Down me."

"Yes, I got down. But when we get to our room." Ayleen's eyes immediately glared, not expecting Ibra to be this close. The man lifted her up to their room, then lowered her slowly on the bed. "Shut up here. I woke up Miss Santi, told me to move into Haura's room."

"Peace Sister Santi built it night and night." Ayleen ignored Ibra's orders to stay put. He came down from the bed to prevent Ibra. Not out of sense. Ibra closed the door and locked it from the outside. "Well, you know, I'm locked in." Panicked Ayleen tried to tug at the doorknob. But nil, but can be opened because Ibra locked it from the outside.

"Wait a minute, I won't." Ibra then went to wake Santi.