You belong to me

The thesis part 1

Aira and Addrian and Kenzo help Citra move house. There it turns out Citra will stay one roof with Aunt Tania. Aunt Tania is very happy to have a friend now.

"You're so beautiful, Image."

"Thank you, Auntie."

"Aira, if there's an image here, Auntie feels like she has a child. Don't worry if you stay here. Your uncle won't even be able to hurt you."

"I believe that Aunt Tania can take care of Citra. Later me and Mas Addrian will visit here."

"Yes, you play here. Auntie is also glad you and your husband can visit here. What's more when your child is born, bring him here so that Auntie feels like she has a family."

"Aunty has no children?" ask Kenzo.

The beautiful woman nodded. "Auntie parted ways with her husband because Auntie couldn't give him offspring yet."

"Why doesn't Auntie get married again?"

"Tante is still traumatized by marriage. It is better now and so on Auntie thinks of arranging her own life first. Do what Auntie wants to do because when Auntie has a husband, I can't do it, my husband is too constrained."

"Oh I guess Auntie has a daughter. Who knows, I could apply and get married."

"You're it. Why are you looking for someone to marry?"

"Who knows my soul mate from the person closest to you, Aira. What else your daughter is so beautiful, surely if you have a beautiful child."

"If the boy how?" chirps Addrian.

"Make you if you want" replied Kenzo.

"Just boy. I'm a normal guy, the proof is I can get Aira pregnant." Addrian hugged his wife from behind affectionately."

"Hm! Always make your soul squeal. Auntie, are there no empty boarding rooms? It's for a couple who always make people jealous." Kenzo glanced towards Aira and Addrian who were still hugging.

The beautiful aunt smiled even a little. "Indeed, married couples must always be romantic even though their marriage is long, so that their household remains strong."

"Tante, I'm going to go to my room first to tidy up all my stuff." Lazy image should see Aira who feels loved by Addrian.

"Want me to help you?"

"Yes, it's okay."

Citra and Aira entered into the room and the image of her face looked ordinary looking at the room that was actually large and comfortable to occupy.

"Your room is very nice."

"Yes, good," he replied casually.

"Don't you like being here?" Aira saw Citra's face that seemed to dislike being in her tantic house.

"Like, it's just that I'm a little unwell."

"You sick?" Aira tried to stick her palm on Citra's forehead. "You don't have a fever."

Not his forehead a hot image, but his heart aching."

"I don't have a fever, just don't feel well. Aira, I'll just tidy up my clothes because I want to rest here."

"Then I and Mas Addrian want permission to go home first. You rest, and hopefully recover quickly, Citra." Aira walked out of Citra's room.

Outside, Aira and Kenzo's husband and aunt sit together and enjoy a warm tea made by Aunt Tania.

Aira told me that Citra was not feeling well and Citra was resting.

"He was complaining of pain. Better let him sleep."

"You don't worry if Citra is here because later Auntie will take care of her like Aunt's own son."

"Aira, trust Auntie." Aira hugged her tantin warmly.

***

The days of Aira were happily passed. Citra is now thinking more about immediately completing her script so that she can graduate and work at the Addrian company.

"Mas, I'm so scared."

"No need to fear, I'm sure that you can definitely go through the trial today." Addrian hugged his wife.

Addrian lowered his head and gently kissed Aira's bulging stomach. "Darling, you helped your mother to face her script trial today."

Aira tried to take a deep breath and exhaled slowly.

"So much that was accompanied by the husband."

"Can't be envious. Didn't Mas Arlan accompany you?"

"He's overseas because of a friend I told you about who you were being critical of." Niana looked sad.

"You don't get mad at my brother. He doesn't mean he's more concerned with his best friend than you."

"I'm not angry, just a little disappointed, but I need his support today."

"I will support you."

Cup

"Hopefully succeed."

"Kenzo!" Niana is shocked because Kenzo suddenly hugs her and kisses her cheek. "Don't do as you please." Niana is upset to chase after Kenzo who even runs because she knows Niana must be angry.

"My sister is so embarrassing."

"Just like her sister." Aira glanced at her husband.

"I'm not so. Those women who kissed me instead, not me" he said arrogantly."

"Then who kissed me first? Kiss Thief," Aira grumbled.

"All the women who chased me first, except you." Addrian brought his face closer to Aira's.

"Mas, don't do this." Aira pushed her husband slowly to stay away.

"I'm glad to be the first to kiss your lips." His hand still held Aira's hand.

"But at that time I hated you so much for kissing me, but I also loved being the first woman you were after." Aira chuckles.

"Ehem! It is forbidden to make out in the campus area," someone's voice suddenly sounded there.

"Mother? Mother why is it here?"

"Of course you're here. Mother, right, teach here."

"Yes, I know, but isn't there a schedule here today?"

"Mother there is a schedule to join the lecturer who tested the thesis today and mother who will test Aira."

"Serious mother?" Aira looked happy. He then hugged the middle-aged woman warmly.

"Yes, so don't be too uptight. Pity the baby in your stomach."

"Thank you, Mother." Addrian lands his kiss on the cheek of a woman he already considers to be his own mother.

"I'm calmer now."

"You can do it, honey." Addrian hugged his wife tightly.

"Hey ... has been told not to make out on campus."

"Mother, this Aira, right, my wife. Can't you give my wife some support?"

"May, but don't make fun of it like that. Just gonna finish the exam and be home."

"Yes, but I'd like to kiss my wife a little bit so she's more excited."

"Can't!" The middle-aged woman's hand pulled the clothes of Addrian who wanted to bring her face closer to Aira.

"Mas, don't get me in trouble. Later if Mommy gives me a bad value how?"

"Mother will not take it."

"Wanna try it?" ask the woman while she is straddling.

"Don't Mommy, my wife's gonna take me longer to leave for her honeymoon."