The Untouched Heart

Chapter 22 - Possessiveness

I did everything right. He also likes what I do and is always ready before I give him my seed. Then what's wrong? Am I the one with the problem so my wife can't get pregnant too?

Six years is a long time. I didn't also hear the word love coming out of her mouth, so I couldn't feel at ease before we had a child together. There would be no compelling reason for him to stay with me if there were no new members in the midst of our little family. I don't want to lose him.

“Hendra?” ask her with a sleepy voice. “Why are you hugging me so tightly once?”

“Oh.” I immediately loosened my embrace. “I'm sorry.” He just muttered quietly indistinctly, then returned soundly. Yeah, God. I really don't want to lose him.

That morning I did not go straight to the office but stopped by the hospital to take the test results and consult directly with my personal doctor. Fortunately, he was willing to fulfill my request to meet so early. With a fresh face, he greeted me in his practice room.

“Good result, Hendra. No problems with your body.” The man smiled and tidied up the lab results.

“You sure? I can have a child, ‘kan?” many ensure. He's nodding.

“As many as you want,” he said half-jokingly. But I don't want to laugh. He gave the report back to me.

“Then what happened to us? These six years we lived together and were never apart for so long. Why did none of our efforts come to fruition?” many confused.

“Then the next one to check is Zahara. I'm not saying that he's the one with the problem. It could be that he is also healthy, so in conclusion your patience is being tested.” She smiles. “I know you won't bring it here to check.”

“Dan let you guys see his intimate area. No will.” I took the envelope, and stood up. He's laughing a little.

“You are too possessive of your wife. But I would do the same if I had a wife as beautiful as him, his god”.

The important thing is that the problem is not with me. If Za can't get pregnant because of her health condition, I don't mind. We can adopt one or two children. The protests and anger of our parents I will face. After all they didn't need to know who between the two of us had problems.

My son is not everything to me. I just want my wife to stay with me.

The head of IT was already waiting in my room when I came. I sat down on the sofa next to him and received his laptop. He showed his findings on the accounts belonging to the finance director. From the search results, suspicious funds that enter his account are tax money that is not fully paid. Then he also reported who told people to hack my work email and send a fake email to Xavier.

After firing the finance director and appointing people to replace him immediately, I also fired the planning director who had paid people to screw up my business cooperation with Xavier. I have to wait until the HRD gets the right replacement.

I was heading to the elevator for lunch in the company cafeteria when my phone vibrated. I read the name on the screen and smiled. “Hai, babe.”

“I'll be quick. I don't want to bother you. Do I come directly to the invitation location or will you pick me up at home?” tanyakanya.

“You are not interrupting. You can call me anytime. And I'll pick you up.” I won't attend any invitations by letting him drive his own car.

“Good. I'll order a makeup artist to come home. See you later,” he said in a carefree voice. I don't know what made him happy lately. Actually I wanted to be able to talk to him for a while longer, but he already wanted to end our conversation.

“See later. Ilove you. Bye.” I never expected him to return my love, so I'm not surprised he just said hello before ending the phone call.

When that night she welcomed my return, I almost canceled my intention to go with her. She was beautiful with the makeup and dress she wore. Her age continued to grow every year, but her beauty never diminished. I threw away the thought of sleeping with her by showering as fast as I could and wearing the suit she had prepared.

The first thing we did when we arrived at the hotel was to fulfill the request of journalists who wanted to take photos of us both. This is one of the reasons I never let my wife wear an open dress and show off her skin. I don't want many people to see what I can only see.

Some of them asked for a short interview, I only answered questions that had to do with the business I was working on. On personal matters I just ignored. No one needs to know what's going on in my house.

When the receptionist escorted us to the table where we were placed, there were many eyes looking towards us. Or rather, towards my wife. This is another reason I don't let him wear clothes that show his curves. I don't want anyone to fantasize in his head using my wife's body.

Papa and Mama who arrived first stood up and welcomed our arrival. They praised my wife's appearance as she hugged and kissed her. Papa was the only man in the room I allowed to hug and kiss her. The other man should be content with shaking his hand only. Za had never protested or fought me in this matter, so I was satisfied to see that she also kept a distance from the men who came to us.

“Nak, they'll just shake his hand.” Papa shook his head. We were standing at the exit of the hotel waiting for our car to arrive. Once the top of the show was over, we chose to go home and not stay until the show was over. Some people stretched out their hands as we walked towards the exit, I did not allow them to touch my wife's hand.

“I don't care. Za is my wife, so I have the right to decide who can and cannot touch her. Even if it's just his hand.” I embrace my wife's body. Zahara just smiled at my behavior.

“I could lose my business partner if you keep acting like that,” Papa complained.