Wife Contract Fake Sniper Limping

43. Family Card (3)

When Yanti came in with the basin, Dennis had already taken off his shirt. The white expanse that Yanti had seen before, was now filled with patches of blue and green bruises. Not to mention the bandage on Dennis' left shoulder that was quite wide.

Yanti's intention to tempt her employer was lost instantly.

"Ngapain standing there? Come quickly here" Dennis said, patting the empty spot next to him.

The man who only wears shorts and socks then teaches Yanti how to wipe her body. With his left hand still stiff, Dennis could only wipe a small part of his own body.

"Slow down, Yan," asked Dennis. His voice shook with restraint as the wet cloth approached his shoulder.

Yanti who concentrated, so more nervous when cleaning the blood spots that are still attached to Dennis' skin. Dots of sweat filled his forehead, he was afraid that a slight misstep would make Dennis even more in pain.

So, very slowly, he wiped his broad back in front of the young mother's face. From top, down. Up, down, over and over again.

Dennis closed his eyes and bit his lips so as not to make a sound. She did not expect that by enduring the pain, she could still feel Yanti's fingers dancing on her body. The man understood that Yanti was trying her best, which she could. Although Yanti does not know when to stop or continue.

Therefore, if there was another effect when Yanti's gentle strokes felt like stroking her back, it was completely Dennis' fault. Even if Yanti doesn't know how far to wipe... Dennis tries to stay still when Yanti's little hand is too down and almost reaches her suddenly sensitive tailbone.

"Yan.." call Dennis at last when he's not strong anymore.

"Yes, Sir?"

"Don't go too down." whispered Dennis with his eyes closed.

Yanti blinked her eyes and saw where her hands were. He spontaneously withdrew when he realized his actions were a little over the line.

"I'll wipe the front then, huh, sir?" ask Yanti without any ill intent.

But Dennis, who was already aroused, just opened his eyes slowly and looked at Yanti with a smoldering look. It takes a few seconds longer until the meaning of Yanti's words can be processed normally. Dennis shifted his seat slightly, to be more comfortable and his biological reaction was not discovered.

"No need, later," said Dennis whose head was stuffed with cotton.

"So he said make a quickie," Yanti protested, pouting her lips. Anyway Dennis is injured all over his body, how can he not worry.

"Already, just give the washlap," said Dennis who pulled with force cloth in Yanti's hand.

Yanti held on and held onto the cloth tightly, but Dennis' much stronger strength attracted his body. Inevitably, Yanti falls over Dennis.

The man grimaced, causing Yanti's eyes to fall on the injured shoulder. Fortunately there were no signs of blood seeping and so on, so Yanti rested on her arm to rise from the top of her master.

That was when Yanti felt a movement in her stomach. Movement coming from outside his body. At first Yanti didn't really understand, so she woke up slowly. The young mother only realized when she was standing, Dennis immediately pulled the blanket and covered some of his pants.

The man also threw his face to the side, avoiding eye contact with Yanti. Only the tip of the ear that is red to the neck that makes Yanti so wrong behavior.

"Mm, I saw Kito first, where yes, the boy." Yanti said as she walked out of the room, leaving Dennis still trying to control himself.

Both hearts were pounding.

...

Last night, when Yanti was delivering dinner, the master of the chopper told Yanti to put the tray on the table and get out. Between relief and disappointment, Yanti did as ordered. Though

His heart back jumpalitan if you remember the incident yesterday, making a smile on his face difficult to disappear.

"Come, Kito, come Ibuk to the market yuk.." invite the young mother was still with a face sumringah.

The boy immediately raised both hands and swiftly held onto Yanti's clothes. Like a baby monkey hanging from its mother, it's adorable.

"Nniss.." muttered the boy, his hand swaying to Dennis's room.

"Hmm, Mr. Dennis is still asleep. Wait for him to wake up and play with Mr. Dennis again," persuaded Yanti while tickling the boy's stomach.

Waskito immediately laughed amusedly with his body writhing. The young mother laughed happily at her son's behavior.

After getting to know the neighborhood, Yanti more often to the market together with Kito. Like the day before, Yanti's eyes looked at the passerby to avoid crashing. After all, he was carrying a small child that had to be guarded.

Yanti accidentally sees someone in the distance, the one who greeted her at the funeral. Darto, her husband and husband is also the father of Waskito. Instantly, Yanti's heart seemed to be gripped by a cold hand.

What if Darto decides to ask for his rights? Or worse, take Waskito away!!

Frightened, Yanti hurried to turn around. His footsteps got faster when he entered the yard. He even slammed the door and locked it. Not stopping there, Yanti also closed all the open windows, also closed the back door of the house connected to the kitchen.

Dennis who heard the commotion, came out of the room. He was astonished by Yanti's change. The woman had just left happily, now she was home.

"What's up, Yan? Is anyone missing?" ask Dennis.

So tense Yanti's body, she did not notice when Dennis approached. So when the man asked, Yanti who was surprised, jumped on the spot.

"A-a-anu, sir.. That's..." Yanti stuttered in reply. So the woman called out one name while looking down. "Darto.." -...."

Dennis's eyes noticed how Yanti squeezed his hand. The woman's eyes looked around many times, unable to remain silent. It is clear that he was agitated and showed rejection of the existence of Darto.

Even so, Dennis remained cautious when touching Yanti's hand and then grasped it. Slowly, he rubbed Yanti's hand until she became calmer.

"Did he bother you?" ask Dennis as gently as possible.

Yanti shakes.

"Did he know you were here?"

This time Yanti raised her face while biting her lips, unsure how to answer.

Dennis took a long breath. The next question was very important before he could make a decision for them.

"When you asked me to take care of your divorce papers with Darto, were you serious?"

Yanti looked at Dennis' small eyes that were fixed on her. "Yes, Sir. I want to be your wife" Yanti replied without hesitation.

...

Without wasting any more time, that afternoon Dennis also took care of the needed mail. Everything was easier because of the funding support and the name of Setiawan behind it. Although the new paperwork will come out tomorrow, Dennis feels even more relieved as he walks into the office for a briefing.

"Are you better, Snipe?" rabpit asked as Dennis joined them.

The limp man shrugged his unharmed shoulders. "Little injuries only" he answered briefly.

The attention of the entire room then focused on Miss C who entered the last. Unlike usual, the woman cleared her throat several times. "Before I begin, I would like to express my condolences to Bruno who preceded us" said Miss C.

"Thanks to the information coming..," Miss C's eyes glanced briefly at Dennis before returning to the neutral zone in the entire room. "..we can avoid more casualties."

"Ter0riz!" swear one of the members present while breaking the table. Everyone knows he's closest to Bruno.

"I understand how you feel, but acting out your emotions will only harm the rest of the team. Do you understand?!"

"Understand!!" answer everything simultaneously with a view filled with passionate desire. The previous joint operation turned out to be a trap, so that in addition to the dead members, there were also many injured. Good thing came the help after a report from Dennis.

"good. Our target this time is a fairly slippery person," said Miss C again explained the target and purpose of the operation this time.

The photo displayed in front is the face of Darto in various disguises. As Dennis had predicted, the absence of any special features in the man made him easily forgotten by people and eliminated existence. Miss C also stressed that they should be more vigilant and immediately report any suspicious signs or situations.

After the briefing, Dennis pulls Rabpit before the man leaves on his race bike.

"I want to ask you a favor" whispered Dennis, being careful not to be heard by others.

"Well," Rabpit said as he passed the helmet on to Dennis.

Before long, they had already sped through the streets, looking for a safe place to talk.

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