Will Not Be Substituted

Chapter 85: I'm yours

After dinner last night, Banyu borrowed Abhimanyu from Caca. The man took Abhimanyu out of nowhere. Caca who could not resist could only resign. He could talk to his mother in private.

Although married, for Orange Caca is still his little daughter. The woman always loved Caca no matter what the girl was. Orange is so attentive to his daughter. Even today, the woman invites her daughter to have a conversation. He asked how his daughter was doing.

Caca and Orange chatted for quite a while. Caca tells how the treatment of her two in-laws who passed well. They were so considerate and never demanded anything from him.

After she finished telling her story, Caca asked her permission to go to her room. To be honest, he misses his comfortable room.

Caca scanned the entire room. Nothing has changed there. All the same, none of his things moved. Maybe only a few of his clothes were missing, but Caca knew exactly who had stolen them. However, Caca did not mind all that.

Seeing the balcony door that opened made Caca urung lay down his body. The girl's steps just look excited approaching her favorite place. Caca looked up at the sky. Tonight was so bright, as bright as his heart.

A moment after quite satisfied looking at the night sky, Caca sat himself on the long chair that had been there for a long time. The girl raised her feet to the table. Just like his habits were. For him such a position was very comfortable.

Caca pulled out his phone. He photographed his crossed legs on the table. The girl then uploaded the photo on Instagram story. There were no words he wrote there. He just put a sticker with a picture of comfort to show his feelings at this time.

Caca's smile expands as her two best friends reply to the story almost simultaneously. They both ask if Caca is in his house. The two girls were very memorized by the Caca balcony fence which has a unique carving with a symbol written by the name of Caca.

Caca sank into his world. The girl leaned her back on the chair in search of more comfort. Too comfortable with his position and too late in his phone, Caca did not realize there was someone entering his room. The girl tiptoed in shock as her head felt let out from behind.

“Chating who the hell is it? Very exciting,” asked Abhimanyu. He loosened his head to look at his wife's phone that had been extinguished.

“Sama Maya equals Sofi,” replied Caca while raising her head. Both corners of the girl's lips were raised when she looked into the eyes with her husband.

Caca patted the chair next to him. Ask Abhimanyu to sit there.

Abhimanyu also according. He sat next to Caca. His gaze was on the feet of the wife who was on the table. Abhimanyu just shook his head in disbelief at the behavior of his wife.

“It's as safe as your feet,” says Abhimanyu.

Caca lowered his legs off the table. The girl smiled broadly. Shame about his own behavior.

“Where are you from the same father? What was it talking to?” caca's asking distracts.

“Taken to the back garden while looking at father's fish collection,” replied Abhimanyu. He rested his head on Caca's shoulder. His eyes were closed permeating the comfort that suddenly ran through him.

Silent. No more conversation between them. Caca returned messages from his two best friends. Abhimanyu prefers to be silent and look straight ahead.

“It looks like you are very happy here,” said Abhimanyu suddenly.

Caca put his phone on the table. He turned his body to face Abhimanyu after he straightened up.

“Bi, all women who are married will surely be cool if they go home. If you don't believe me, ask a few married women. All the answers must be the same.”

“Yes too, yes,” timpal Abhimanyu while laughing. Laughing stupidity.

Abhimanyu clasped Caca's tiny hand. “Tomorrow again, if you miss your father or mother and you want to go home, tell me. I don't mind if we stay here. As long as you want,” said Abhimanyu created a happy twinkle in Caca's eyes.

“Serious, Bi?” Caca squeezes Abhimanyu's hand. A soft nod from Abhimanyu's head made Caca happier and more grateful to have a very understanding husband.

Abhimanyu's little laugh just came out. He felt keen to get a kiss from his wife.

“My husband is very good, anyway,” said Caca with anxiety.

“You just found out?” Abhimanyu raised one of his eyebrows. “I was good from the beginning, you are not aware,” he said while restoring his hair to the back.

Caca laughed loudly. It seems like the decision of the father asking Abhimanyu to replace Dean as her husband was the right way. The young man had always managed to become a tool to build his mood. Always managed to make himself flower and make him very happy.

Caca's laughter subsided. Abhimanyu's gaze that had not been separated from him made Caca a little misbehaved. The girl covered Abhimanyu's face with her tiny hands.

“Why keep seeing!”

Abhimanyu blocked the girl's wrist. He dropped it off his face and then held it.

“You are very beautiful if you laugh,” said Abhimanyu made Caca rotate his eyes.

“Means that if I am angry I am ugly, dong,” reply Caca while crossing both hands to the front of the chest.

Abhimanyu's index finger tapped his chin, as if he was thinking.

“So it's prettier anyway. I think I should disturb you, let you look more beautiful,” seductive Abhimanyu.

Caca rounded his eyes. He hit Abhimanyu's arm, causing a sound.

“Enak! I don't want to get angry, yeah! Can be old spit!” ketus Caca's. He snorted annoyedly and then threw away his gaze.

“Well, right. You are more beautiful if you are angry again,” said Abhimanyu increasingly sparking fire on his wife. In his mind Abhimanyu laughed at Caca's extremely adorable reaction. Right now the girl was looking at him sharply, as if she could split anything with just a glance.

“Ngeselin really you!” Caca's hand flew back to hit Abhimanyu's arm. However, he did not think Abhimanyu actually blocked his wrist again. Abhimanyu's gentle touch can always make Caca's heartbeat move very quickly. As if he wanted out of his place.

Abhimanyu pulls Caca's arm until the girl hits him. Abhimanyu's smile grew even more as his clear eyes met Caca's well-rounded eyes. As usual, his eye shot moved down towards his wife's thin lips. The lips that made him opiate.

Without further ado Abhimanyu placed his lips on Caca's lips. His nerves began to shut as his instincts moved to suck his wife's lips. His hand moved upwards holding Caca's nape to deepen their. His breath began to hunt. The subtle groans coming out of Caca spurred Abhimanyu to deepen their kiss.

In half her consciousness, Caca wrapped her hands around Abhimanyu's neck. She replies to ******her husband hotter. Caca moved his body over Abhimanyu's lap. The tight pull on her waist made Caca cling even more to her husband.

They are trapped in the confines of adult human desire. The two are still enjoying each other's lips. No one wants to end between them. Their breaths are hunting. Oxygen supply is running low.

Caca was the first to stop their activities, although he himself was not willing. Slowly the girl's net opened and along with the opening of Abhimanyu's eyes.

Their views meet. Lock each other up. Their gazes both turned gray.

An unauthorized Abhimanyu looked at his wife's lips again ****** the girl's lips. They go back for a few minutes. Pull each other up. Increasingly remove the distance between them.

“Ca, I–”

“I'm yours, Bi,” Caca said with a gasp of breath.