WRONG BED (Blind Man)

It's a hot afternoon

H A P P Y R E A D I N G^^

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Chequek..

Hana opened her room door, suddenly heard a familiar voice that made Hana startled instead of playing.

"Where have you been!" gibran's voice sounded louder than usual.

Hana turned her body to look at Gibran, and instantly her eyes were perfectly rounded when she saw Gibran who was already sitting on the bed in his casual clothes.

"When do you go home?" asked Hana as she walked closer.

"Don't switch the subject, I ask you where you are from!" gibran sounded angry.

Hana sat her butt next to Gibran, and held Gibran's hand.

"I'm out of company X, there's something important that I need to get done." Hana said, not lying.

But Hana's answer was clearly not received by Gibran and immediately shook Hana's hand.

"Your ex-husband? that's why you went to Angga's office" Gibran said.

"Yes, I was there to meet with Angga more precisely for___" said Hana stopped because Gibran interrupted his speech.

"You still love him, or you still want to continue your revenge on Angga!" gibran said more cynically than ever.

Hana shook her head at what Gibran had just said.

perhaps in Gibran's mind he was still Hana before him, who harbored a hatred for Angga.

But it's over Hana's already let go of everything, and wanting to live without her selfish sense that destroys her life, she wants to live in peace.

"Are you jealous?." asked Hana with a smile.

Try not to baper with Gibran's earlier remarks.

she wanted to be able to establish herself on the side of the man who was now her husband.

Although Hana does not know what her destiny and Gibran like, but Hana knows there is no coincidence in this life.

Hana believes that she and Gibran are already in the destiny together.

"Stop saying your bullshit, I don't care about you at all" Gibran replied.

"You sure my husband?, if you're not jealous then why are your cheeks flushed like that?" asked Hana while rubbing Gibran's cheek.

Which makes Gibran flutter and immediately stand up, but only a few steps he even tripped with Hana's bag and will fall lucky Hana directly hold Gibran's hand.

With her goofy Hana held Gibran's chest, then gave a kiss on Gibran's cheek.

"No need to hide, I know how you feel about me" said Hana and hugged the sturdy body that made her feel comfortable.

Gibran wanted to let go of his embrace, but Hana held him back with her remark.

"Don't let go, let it be like this I feel comfortable when I'm in your arms." continued Hana, closing her eyes.

Gibran was speechless to feel the warm embrace, the hug also made him feel the irregular heartbeat of Hana.

"Damn it, why my body refuses to let go of her body." Gibran said.

"His heart is beating faster, is it possible that he likes me?." - Inner Hana.

"Gib__" said Ms. Lisna stopped because she saw the scene of her son and daughter-in-law hugging.

Lisna's mother closed the door again and exhaled her long breath.

"Gibran must not fall in love with that village girl, I don't want my future grandchildren to come from the village womb." said Ms. Lisna.

Hana and Gibran were sitting on the bed facing each other.

Hana stared meaningfully at the man who could not see her at all.

Hana pulls Gibran's hand to feel his heartbeat.

"Listen, I didn't lie when I said I liked you" Hana said.

"You think I just trust a woman like you?" smiled cynically.

"What kind of woman am I?" asked Hana with a smile on her face.

Gibran was silent so did not continue his words, making Hana immediately think of his silly idea by draping his hand to Gibran's neck.

"Hey what are you doing!" gibran said as he tried to release Hana's hand on her neck.

"Come on, I want to." whispered Hana with a small smile right in Gibran's ear.

Degs..

Gibran's heart rate was beating even faster, making Hana chuckle softly.

"Hurry away from me!" cynical Gibran.

"No, I want this." rubbed her husband's neck.

Making Gibran goosebumps and instantly pull Hana's waist.

"Quick stop your naughty behavior or I'll __" Gibran said to a halt.

"I do want that, Let's move on" Hana said.

And there was a hot afternoon that was passed with a crisp laugh of Hana, because her game was led by herself.

An hour has passed..

Hana pulls her blanket to cover her body, her hands purposely coiling on her husband's belly.

"I've really gone crazy." Inner Hana.

Gibran tried to sharpen his eyes, cold sweat seemed to pour on his body and face, of course because of the hot game a few minutes ago.

Can't lie if he likes Hana's game, and Gibran really feels like a normal guy even though he's here to serve.

"I like you." whispered Hana in Gibran's ear.

But not answered by Gibran, making Hana pursed her lips and immediately released her embrace.

And it made Gibran immediately hold Hana's waist which he thought was the hand.

"If you want to say again, do not need mode" said Hana while chuckling.

Make Gibran instantly release his hand from Hana's waist.

"Shut up here" Gibran said firmly.

"If I don't want to? how?." asked Hana with her stifled laughter.

Gibran let out a long sigh then pulled Hana into his embrace.

"I won't let you go." whispered Gibran who again had the wrong address.

Gibran whispered on Hana's back, making Hana really want to laugh out loud, but fear made Gibran feel bad.

"Well I'll be quiet" said Hana, turning her body toward Gibran, and without hesitation Hana kissed the chest of Gibran's open field.

"I should be able to make her comfortable with me, that way I can see what makes her become like this." Inner Hana.

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