Woman, Don't Go From Me

CH - 24

Andreas did not have the heart to wake up the image that was sleeping fast. He held her slowly and tried to make the woman as comfortable as possible. But it turns out Citra even woke up to hear the sound of Andreas' footsteps. 

"Ehh Andre? Lower me!" The image squints the eyes and rubs them several times so that the view is clearer. 

"Home home?" Connect with a hoarse voice.

"Yes.." Andreas only answered him briefly but still did not release the image from his sling as the woman had requested. 

"I'm going down!" Citra asked again because she felt uncomfortable being carried by her husband in a state of consciousness more precisely she was very embarrassed. 

Andreas blinked as if he was aware of the image speech just now. He nodded in understanding, although his little heart still wanted to embrace Citra. He looked at his wife for a moment. The image wears a dress and slightly polishes her face with make up. He must have prepared himself for the plans tonight, and instead ended up disappointing. 

Andreas then lowered his image and passed towards the top floor. He did not dare to look at the woman any longer. Actually his mouth wanted to say an apology, but somehow the tongue was like something stuck. 

Andreas splashed his body on the spring bed of his room. He remembered Fiana who had come to the office. Slowly he stomped his two temples, his mind so chaotic. The problem with his brother is not finished, now comes another problem. Maybe sooner or later Fiana will soon know his relationship with Citra. 

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A touch on his shoulder made Andreas wake up, and found a beautiful woman staring at him. He also rubbed his eyes to relieve drowsiness. 

"Sorry I'm in. But this is past the hour you usually wake up. I'm afraid what happened." Imagery explains its meaning. 

Andreas blinked, then checked his watch, and sure enough the time had already shown at 7am. It's not bad luck anymore, but it's very convenient to go to the office. 

Andreas rubbed next to his face violently. And get out of his bed. 

"I've brought you breakfast and provisions. You definitely don't have time for breakfast, so you'll be able to eat when you can."

"Because I've entered. I'll get the clothes ready." Further. 

The image opens Andreas' closet and takes a stel of shirts and suits and ties that are suitable for matching. 

Andreas gave a small smile, his heart was so happy to see the small attention of the woman. Even he wasn't angry after Andreas let him down last night. This is the home she dreamed of. Everything is well served by a caring and understanding wife. 

"Why smile at your own smile? Not a quick shower." Suddenly Citra looked. 

"Aren't you angry?" 

The question disturbs the image a little. Getting angry? Disappointed of course, but does he have the right to be angry. 

"Anged for what?" The image smiled with force. 

"Your face can't lie." Answer Andreas. 

The image bit her tiny lower lip to hide the pain. It seems true that pregnant women are very sensitive, the proof is only by hearing the trivial speech of Andreas his heart like a small thorn. But the reaction actually made Andreas harden his jaw.

He quickly grabbed the image that was still standing near his wardrobe and I don't know who started them kissing each other. The innocent-looking image once enjoyed Andreas' increasingly mischievous touch. He never thought he would have this much courage. Andreas began to open Citra's clothes but suddenly the woman blinked, as if awakened from a pseudo-cribe.

"Andre!" The image pushed her husband's body away from her. 

Andreas has also awakened from his lust. He really cannot control himself if he sees something that fishes from Citra. 

"I'm gonna take a shower." Andreas walked by leaving the still sculpting image. 

The image is still glued. He was really surprised by the reaction of his body when he was with Andreas. Her body seemed to ask for more than a small touch given her husband. Fortunately, his common sense was still not too late to wake him up, if not what would happen that morning.

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The image was completely clueless as to how he could palpitate every time he imagined the man's face, even though he was still annoyed that Andreas was coming home so late. He hid his face behind a pillow and moved his legs back and forth. 

"Haihh.." Image throws his pillow and picks up his phone that reads lazily. 

Phone call from Andreas. Oh, my God, this guy just wanted to be forgotten is even more troubling. 

"Yes, Ndre? What's up?" Imagery grunts slowly. 

"I'm in the office. Sorry to hunt!" The sound of breathing was like a person who was very hasty. 

"Ahh yes.."

A few seconds later, 

Silence, there was no answer or continued conversation between the two of them. Both are voiceless, perhaps feeling awkward about this new habit. 

"Tip.. Tut's.. It's tut.." And the call just ended. 

"Ehh..  Why is the end of this guy so weird!"

"Kruyukk." Citra's stomach rang loudly asking to be filled. 

"Geez, I forgot not to eat breakfast, pantesan rumbling. Sorry mommy baby, you're a laper!" The image felt the palpation of his stomach that began to bulge slightly. He opened the door and headed for the kitchen. 

A totte bag has stolen his attention. He then checked the contents of the totte bag. 

"Gosh, that's right.. The man did not bring his food. He hasn't eaten anything since. This if thrown away dear also well, buy it also not using leaves." Gerrutu Citra while returning to tidy up the provisions in the totte bag earlier. 

"Mmmmmm-mom..  Am I just anterin, right? Ahh no, what kind of idea am I. But. "Image weighed his decision. They reach for their cell phones and dial up contacts. 

"Hallo's? Aunty?"

"How many times have you said, call me." Said the person across there who made Citra nervous. 

"Ohh yes mother. Ma...sorry can you send me Andreas' office address?" He said with doubt. 

"Of course wait a moment. But if you may know what's going on, son? Nothing happened, right?" that voice sounded worried. 

"No mother, just stock Andreas left behind. You want to be delivered, baby."

"Ohh.. Mommy thinks what's up. Ah you bothered to bother with everything he stocked. But thankfully you're considerate, she also has magh tuh worse than her brother. Thanks yeah! Ni mother sent her address to your WA."

"his brother? Maybe mother meant Haris kali huh? Magh kak Haris is chronic, if Andreas is more severe means..." 

"Thank you mother. If so I leave now, yes, hunt later."

"Yes.. Heart of yes.. Oh yes mending you force all Andreas to eat it. He likes hard things, son."

"Haa??  Forcibly? Am I willing?"