Wife 100 Days

Chapter 55 Who is that man

"Like her I misjudged about the woman" Keenan said.

"Why am I still thinking about that bouquet of red roses, I'm sure it must be from a man, shit," keenan hit the driver of his car.

I don't know why the feeling was so unsettled since seeing the bouquet of flowers that Nayla brought, what else because the bouquet was Nayla's hand to hurt.

Exactly eleven o'clock in the evening Keenan arrived at his apartment. He walked into the apartment with shaky steps, as he passed through the living room he saw Nayla who was struggling to open the jar because of the injured hand earlier.

"Open a jar like that was very difficult, yes" said Nayla while blowing her right palm that felt sore because she was forced to open the jar.

Keenan walked up to Nayla because he saw his wife in trouble opening a jar. He immediately grabbed the jar and opened it and handed it to Nayla without saying a word.

"Thank you" said Nayla.

Hemmz..

Keenan then left Nayla.

"Mas Keenan wants warm chocolate," said Nayla.

Instantly Keenan's steps came to a halt, he turned around and stepped towards Nayla.

"Can ..."

"Nayla make it first."

Nayla smiled towards Keenan and instantly brewed two cups of warm chocolate for her and Keenan. As Keenan leaves the apartment with Michel, Nayla tries to close her eyes, but can't. His thoughts continued to Keenan and Michel, then he decided to make a warm chocolate who knows after drinking warm chocolate he can sleep soundly later on.

"It's her warm brown mas.."

"Hmmmzz..."

Nayla put two cups of warm chocolate on the dining table. He pulled out a chair and sat down in front of Keenan. Nayla immediately sipped her warm chocolate. All of that was not separated from Keenan's gaze. Nayla felt someone watching her then looked up her face and immediately their gazes met. For a long time they met each other face to face without anyone opening their voices.

Nayla who began to feel uneasy in the face of Keenan like that finally turned her eyes to the side and sighed slowly to reduce her nervousness. For a long time Nayla has always been nervous if both with Keenan, do not be asked what her heartbeat like when looking at Keenan was like a person who ran a marathon.

But Nayla as much as possible to cover up her nervousness.

"How are your hands" asked Keenan.

"It's better, thanks to you for treating the wound on my hand" replied Nayla with a sweet smile.

"What's wrong with my heart, why is it beating so fast like this when you see Nayla's sweet smile, there must be something wrong with my heart, this" Keenan said.

Keenan tried to neutralize his heartbeat with a few sighs, fortunately Nayla did not know what Keenan was doing, because Nayla was focusing on drinking her warm chocolate.

"Thank God that it is good, like the rose is very special for you," said Keenan.

Uhuk.huk..

Nayla choked on hearing Keenan's words about the rose. Instantly Nayla remembered Davin, and she again sighed softly.

"There's nothing special about that flower, just that I used to love roses, and this is the first time I've ever had someone's bouquet of red roses so I wanted to keep them," nayla replied calmly.

Nayla's answer was able to make Keenan speechless a thousand languages. Her heart feels hot to hear if the rose is from someone and Nayla wants to keep it. Keenan was convinced that the red rose was from a man.

"Who gave the bouquet, was it a man?" ask Keenan curiously.

Nayla just cleared her throat as the answer. She purposely replied like that because she wanted to know how her husband's expression was.

Keenan clenched his hands together hearing Nayla's reply. His heart was really feeling hot. And he immediately rushed to leave Nayla without drinking the warm chocolate that Nayla had made earlier.

Nayla who saw Keenan's expression only smiled faintly.

"If you want a bouquet of red roses like that I can buy it for you, so don't ask from other men" Keenan said flatly and left Nayla for her room.

Nayla frowned upon hearing Keenan's reply.

"What's wrong with Keenan mas" said Nayla.

While in Keenan's room urinating - his own urination, he had closed his eyes several times but never closed too. His mind was still on who had given his wife that bouquet of red roses.

"I have to find out who the men who have dared to approach the wife of a Keenan Dirgantara," infuriated Keenan.

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Early morning as usual Nayla runs her activities as usual. Today he happened to get sif mornings at the restaurant where he worked, so early in the morning he was ready to go to work.

"Today Bi Marni did not go to work because she was still coming home, what about breakfast mas Keenan yes, do I keep preparing breakfast as usual, but Bi Marni will not be there later Keenan will not eat it again" Nayla monologue.

Nayla decides not to make Keenan breakfast, she only makes breakfast for herself. Actually he did not have the heart, but he did not want if what he had done secretly - hidden all this time was discovered.

When Nayla was enjoying her breakfast arrived - Keenan came down from the stairs and approached Nayla who was eating her fried rice.

Hmmm...

"Didn't you make your husband breakfast?" said Keenan.

Nayla almost choked on hearing Keenan's question.

"What do you mean by Keenan?"

"ck..... You don't have to pretend not to understand, I know if you've always been cooking for me?"

Deg, man,

Nayla swallowed her hard-earned Saliva then lowered her head and squeezed both her hands.

"I knew everything, before Miss Marni came home yesterday she told me everything" Keenan said.

"So Mas Keenan already knew all of it," said Nayla worriedly and all of it was still heard by Keenan.

"So now make me breakfast, I'm hungry and I'm having meetings with clients, so I don't have long."

"Ba ik mas" Nayla answered nervously and headed straight to the kitchen to make Keenan breakfast.

Keenan who saw it all revealed his smile. It only took ten minutes to finally have Keenan breakfast so too. A plate of fried rice complete with eggplok was held on the table. From the aroma alone has made the stomach Keenan protest to immediately taste it. Without waiting Keenan directly enjoy the fried rice even until it runs out unceremoniously.

"From tomorrow there is no need to hide anymore if you prepare all my needs including cooking all my favorite dishes" said Keenan flat and passed leaving Nayla at the dinner table.

"Well....."

"Did I hear wrong?"