Waiting for your Love to Grow

It's nobody

Denis who woke up did not find his wife was next to him, immediately got up and came out of his room after first cleaning himself in the bathroom.

The distinctive aroma of sauteed spices, tempting the sense of smell of men who are now down the stairs to get to the kitchen. A smile expands perfectly when her guess is proven. He found Nabila who is now on his back while doing activities in the kitchen with ease.

With slow steps he approached his wife. Both of his hands instantly coiled perfectly into Nabila's slim stomach as the distance he made got closer to his wife. "What cooking, baby? Very fragrant", whispered Denis to Nabila's ears as his chin stuck to the woman's shoulder, making his horse's fur bristling.

"Mas, don't do this!" Shame to see Bi Parti", said Nabila. Now his two eyes turned to glance at Bi Parti who was washing kitchen furniture. Nabila's face was flushed with embarrassment. Without being ordered, Bi Parti chose to come out of the kitchen to do other activities.

Denis flipped Nabila's body facing him. His hands pulled the woman's waist so that their bodies were now very close.

"Put down there!" Nabila's chin pointed at the dining chair. "Feeling it soon mature, we have breakfast together" said Nabila who now met his two eyes Denis who was staring at him intensely.

Denis lips stuck to his wife's lips and he enjoyed it gently. Nabila did not return the kiss, nor did she refuse it.

"Already" said Nabila shortly after managed to push the man's chest in front of him away while removing his kiss.

Nabila smiled mockingly at Denis who was disappointed at his rejection. The man finally chose to sit on the chair with his chin resting on the table. His eyes occasionally glanced at his wife with a sly smile.

Before long, all the breakfast menu had been on the dining table. Nabila and Denis ate voraciously, with no sound at all, until the bell broke the silence in the room.

"Let me open the door, you just continue eating" Denis prevented when he saw Nabila would stand to open the door. He put his spoon on the plate and passed from there.

"Good morning, sir", greet a gentleman as Denis opens the door.

"Bare you here! Have you forgotten what I said yesterday? You want to die!", said Denis with his bow.

"Sorry sir, I just want this sarabi for Nabila. He used to love eating this, sir", said Arif while handing over the package he brought to Denis.

Denis did not welcome Arief's gift. "Bring your food back. You think I can't buy my wife food like that? Even the store can be bought" Denis said with his arms crossed. Ariffun pulled back his hand.

Denis turned his body about to leave, but he paled his intention."O yes, one more. Call my wife with a more polite call. I don't like you calling him by his name" Denis said.

"Sorry sir, because I've been used to it since childhood calling like that. In the past Nabila, uh Miss Nabila preferred to be called by name only", explained Arif with a dislike gaze.

"That was then, not now!" Jerky Denis.

Without waiting for any answer from Arif, Denis immediately chose to go from where he stands now and go back into the house.

Denis, who was in a state of holding his anger, closed the door loudly, causing a sound that was heard to reach the dining room and made Nabila rise from his seat and walk towards the source of the sound.

Not until Nabila to the point she meant, she passed her husband who was about to go up the stairs.

"Who are you?", asked Nabila quietly

"Nobody" Denis replied in a lazy tone. His face showed an expression of annoyance. He climbed to the second floor leaving Nabila who is now busy with questions in his brain.

Nabila sat next to Denis who was looking straight ahead. Her eyes now look at the handsome face to find out what makes her husband's mood suddenly change.

"Mas, the breakfast wasn't done yet. Do you want to continue again? I'll take it?"

Denis shook his head, then turned his head for a moment, looking at his wife, before finally his gaze refocused forward.

"Why are you? Is there a problem with cooperation?"

Denis did not answer Nabila's question at all, but suddenly he approached and hugged the woman tightly. His head is now resting on his wife's chest. "Promise me whenever you won't leave me!", he exclaimed.

Nabila returned Denis' embrace. The woman hugged Denis' head affectionately while closing her eyes. "It's not me who's gonna leave you, mas. But, maybe you are the one who will leave me" Nabila said inwardly.

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The sound of knocking on the door and the sound of calls from Bi Party made Denis who had just closed his eyes, had to let go of Nabila's embrace and rushed to open the door after previously he was especially wearing pants that he had deliberately undone.

The wall clock shows at 10:15 as Denis walks towards the door. Upon reaching the bedroom door, Denis opened the door slightly, then turned his head out. "What's bi?" Lazy asked.

"Ahead is Arsyad sir, sir?" Bi Parti said as her response pointed towards the living room.

"Send him to wait, bi!" I'm gonna take a shower first" Denis ordered. He immediately closed the door again after Bi Parti agreed.

After bathing and changing clothes, Denis climbed into the bed. He kissed his wife's face with the intention of waking her. And sure enough, it didn't take long, Nabila started to open her eyes.

"Masss.geli ahhh" said Nabila spoiled when Denis was still engrossed in peeling his wife's earlobes.

Nabila's voice provoked Denis to pull back his body, then cupppss his lips scooped with the wrath of Nabila's lips which have now become opium for him.

"It's so, later again yes" Denis said to Nabila as both palms gently patted his partner's cheeks.

"Buruan bathe, we're back in Jakarta now!" Denis's orders.

"We're going back today, aren't we?" Nabila said in a sad voice.

"Yes darling". Denis suddenly lifted Nabila's naked body and took her to the bathroom. Nabila who was embarrassed to put her face on Denis' neck and two stairs that were also carried there.

Arriving in the bathroom, Denis put Nabila's body in the bath up that he had deliberately prepared. "The clean bath! I'm waiting downstairs. Do not dress too beautiful because Arsyad will accompany us back to Jakarta. I don't like her eyes enjoying your beauty" said Denis, who ruffled Nabila's hair before she left the bathroom.

Nabila who did not accept the words of her husband, pursed her lips, while making her mind, "Don't dance too pretty, don't dance and be too pretty, just keep talking like that. When have I loved dancing? It must be because most see Jenica kayak girls who like to dance and like aunts. Huhhh playboy base your village, mas".

Realizing her own inner babble, Nabila laughed quite loudly, then shook her head and said softly "If you used to often glance at other women, hopefully over time only I am the one you see, mas. As I promised earlier, from now on I will learn to love you, hopefully so will you"