Twice Married

First kiss

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Fatih's car landed behind Ibra's car. Fatih's footsteps were moved to enter the house, looking for her husband who was misunderstood because of his actions a few hours ago.

"Mass?" call slowly. Fatih stepped into their bedroom, but unfortunately the figure he was looking for was in the bathroom.

Fatih's heart grew nervous when he saw a suitcase open gaping on the bed. A few clothes were around.

"Mas Ibra wants to go ?"

Fatih could only stare at him with a sad and pushy face.

"Just because of a problem like this, she was willing to leave?"

Fatih kept guessing in his mind. He knew he was wrong, if Ibra was angry he would take it with his chest. But if Ibra, to have to leave the house just because of this misunderstanding, really Fatih will not accept.

Crick

The bathroom door was open. Seen Ibra just finished bathing, she still rubbed her hair with a towel.

He held back in shock at the whereabouts of Fatih who had come. He was just plain silent, not reprimanding greetings. Maybe he already understood if he and Fatih were just other people. Fatih continued to spread a smile towards the man who was still unwilling to look at her.

He walked to the bed to put some clothes in his suitcase.

"Mass?"

"Hmmm..." Ibra continued to focus on preparing other items that he would bring. Sometimes he would go in the closet to pick up some more clothes.

"Mass?" fatih's soft voice made Ibra turn towards Fatih who was still sitting on the edge of the bed not far from her suitcase.

"Why?" ask her while looking at the face of the wife.

Instantly Fatih's chest was pounding, he was amazed to see the stature of Ibra's chest was plain so field, smooth and clean. His body was decorated with soap that was so tempting. His wet and messy hair made Ibra look more dashing.

"Subhanallah.so handsome Mas Ibra!"

This man is very handsome, sweet and charismatic. His face was a wise man, peaceful and cool. Even though he had entered the head of four. Everyone who hears will not believe

"Where are you going, Mom? How come there's a suitcase like this?"

"What's important to you?" answer's relaxed.

Fatih was silent, he could not answer. He was confused, why also with his feelings and attitude today. Why should he pursue Ibra and want to explain the matter. What was more seizing his mind was, he did not want Ibra to leave just like that.

"Yes important dong, Mas. You are my husband!"

"Husband?" Ibra laughed softly.

"I'm your wife, Mom! Teach me if I want to know where my husband is going?"

Hearing Fatih's words, making back

Ibra. He gave a thin but bitter smile.

"Whose wife is in the office with her ex-husband?"

The jag.

"All right, Mas Ibra is angry !"

Fatih grabbed Ibra's hands to stop her activity from inside the suitcase. He pulled the man to sit next to him.

"You misunderstood me, Mom."

Accidentally Fatih continued to hold Ibra's hand and stroked her. She just wanted her husband to melt down and not get angry.

Ibra is getting carried away. He was not focused on what Fatih said. The heart of this man grew increasingly open, as both hands continued to be clasped.

Fatih continued to explain in detail about the incident he experienced with Fahmi in the office.

"So that, Mas. It happened..."

Fatih brought back his eyes, which were staring at the wall, towards Ibra.

"Mass?" Fatih took off the hand and stomped on Ibra's shoulder, so that her husband would wake up from the daydream.

"You heard me, didn't you, Mas?"

"Eh..ii.yaa--" Ibra quickly spread her gaze which continued to cling to Fatih's face.

"Continue because of this problem you want to leave the house? Bring all the clothes?"

"Oh that.." Ibra turned to look at her suitcase. "I have an outside assignment from the office for a week in Bali. There's a new branch opening there, do you want to come, Fat?"

Ibra ventured to invite Fatih. He remembered the advice of Damar, who told him to get to know more about the figure of his wife.

But again all the hopes of Ibra just destroyed.

"Hemm.but I can't, Mas. You see again there are some problems in the office, I have to intervene myself to audit it. Next time, yeah.."

That happy smile face instantly turned into an ordinary flat face. Ibra understood who Fatih was, he was a director who would not be able to waste his time just to accompany Ibra who only served as an ordinary division head.

"You're a big problem?"

Fatih got up and whispered right in Ibra's ear. "Don't worry about work when I'm home, I don't like it. Things to talk about at home, just me and you." Fatih laughed, she teased her husband.

The smell of breath coming out of Fatih's lips was so fragrant, making Ibra stunned. They looked closer. Ibra continued to respond to the beauty of Fatih that was so pure.

He kept on looking at his wife's two tiny lips, thick and pink.

He accidentally moved his lips to reach Fatih's lips.

And

Zonk.

Fatih pulled her face back quickly. Making Ibra embarrassed not restrained.

"Let's go, I'll help you get ready!" Fatih then cleaned up some clothes and some items that were still not neat in the suitcase.

Ibra was embarrassed, continuing to scratch her head which did not itch at all. It's been a mistake. Far from the bottom of Fatih's heart was like feeling something was stirring in his heart. Sometimes he had to sigh, so as not to be nervous.

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Evening has arrived. Because according to his own will to advance the departure plan early, forced Ibra to keep going. Even if you leave tomorrow morning, there is still a lot of time left.

He was very sorry because of his momentary emotions, making tonight, he could not enjoy Fatih's face anymore when he was asleep.

"It's all ready, Mom!" Fatih brought the direction of Ibra's eyes to see the suitcase that was ready to be carried by him.

"Don't forget to eat, I made you a sandwich. Afraid of the night kayak gini, the plane you delay, but hopefully not!" Fatih offered a lunch box with two sandwiches inside.

"Makasi yes, Fat. You be careful at home. If you're afraid of being alone, you just stay at Mama's."

"Yes, Mas.." replied Fatih while fixing the collar of Ibra's clothes that looked a little less tidy.

Ibra's throat skin instantly went up and down. For whatever time, Fatih managed to make Ibra drift away from the attention he gave earlier.

Because seeing the taxi has arrived in front of the gate of his house. He also had permission to leave.

"I'm going yes, Fat. Take good care of yourself!"

"Yes, too, my mother." Fatih grabbed the back of her husband's hand to kiss.

Ibra passed from before Fatih, slowly moving towards the gate. There's a feeling of wanting to get back to his wife, cancel tonight's departure. But everything is arranged, Ibra must still leave tonight.

Later then.

Ibra's steps stopped. Quickly he looked back, there was a voice of Fatih calling out and was walking towards him.

Suddenly.

The cup!

Fatih gives a warm kiss on Ibra's right cheek. "Hurry back, Mom! I'm sorry about that one afternoon, I hope your business is good there."

Ibra continued to sculpt, mute and silent. He wouldn't have expected that Fatih would give him a kiss good-bye. His heart was sparkling, dancing and floating.

They also look back in a charming smile to decorate the night full of warmth.

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