CEO And The Twins
Love or Wounds?

It's totally beyond belief. Didn't her husband marry her for a bet, but why has his status changed? Is he starting to like me now?

As Ian paused his warm kiss, Noura tried to catch his breath and asked, "have you changed your mind?"

"What?" The man's breath was also piqued. "Noura, don't confuse me with your question."

"You are the one who confused me. I don't know what you're doing? You actually, how do you want it?"

Ian was now looking at the woman before him. Gentler. It was not usual for him to look at Noura like that. Then he tried to remove his wife's headscarf.

In confusion, Noura helps her and Ian throws her to the floor.

"I'm just curious" replied the man.

"Mmh?" Noura's eyes looked back at her husband.

"You are my wife" the man explained.

Noura was still listening to her husband's sentence being spoken in pieces.

"Ah, stop!" The man seemed to give up explaining it and then lowered his head. Then he lifted his head and looked at the woman. "You don't want to do it, do you?" He also did not want to force the woman even though he knew she had married him. Because Noura questioned it, she grew even more worried.

"Bu-not that I mean." Noura felt guilty for rejecting her husband. He saw the man silent. He felt more sinful. Doesn't she want to sleep with her husband?

Ian suddenly moved his body forward, making Noura shocked and retreated backwards. Their faces were back together, but the man just kept silent and looked at his wife. Staring at the curves of his face, his eyes, his lips.

"What do you want, make me surprised," murmured Noura upset because he was surprised.

"Can't you not talk, your words always confuse me."

"What's? Whatchu mean?"

"Just shuttled up and felt.(Just shut the fuck up and feel it)"

"Mmh?"

The man began to bring their mouths closer and connect the disconnected ones earlier. This time the man did it more gently. Noura feels comfort. Ian could see, his wife this time did not swipe and questioned him again his actions. The woman's body was more relaxed with her eyes closed.

He tried to touch the woman's body, and it seemed that Noura had given up on his touch until the man dared to venture further. Begin them through that delayed union with full of feeling.

Noura did not expect her husband to treat her gently and lovingly. In contrast to his daily indifference and harsh talk. That woman was like meeting Ian again, just like when she knew him in the first place.

So which personality actually belongs to her husband? What made him change? Is it true that her husband did not love her because from the beginning she was just a betting item .. but when making love, her husband seemed to want her very much. Very different from what he said at the time.

Actually, what was with her husband until he turned out like that?

Noura couldn't move much, as her husband clenched his body tightly from behind. Accompanied by a blanket covering their bodies both of which are increasingly warm.

Her tears are melting. I want moments like this to last a long time. He lasted a long time because he was happy. Can't he hope?

The man moved a little. It seemed to wake up from his sleep, but the wake this time increasingly locked his wife's body in her confinement.

Noura has returned happy tears. Women just want something this simple. Desired by her husband. "Stupid, Noura. You're stupid," he murmured with a big smile.

"What do you want to eat Bang?"

Ian who had just come out of the bathroom, raised his face, when suddenly Noura asked that. She was drying her hair with a small towel.

Noura herself seemed to have dried her hair with a hair dryer because her curly hair had been half wet bound to the back. Waves of large hair beautifully scattered behind the back.

"I'll cook dinner tonight."

The man was just listening, but he then stepped towards the nightstand. He took a black card from his wallet and threw it in front of his wife who was sitting on the edge of the bed. "Here, just put it on. Let's just say I paid your hard-earned, but my words remain the same. We take care of each other's business. So don't involve me with your problems anymore, okay?"

"W-what?"

The man glanced through the corners of his eyes while drying his hair. His mouth was tight with a disturbed eye, towards his wife.

"You think I'm a cheap woman .. I'm your wife Ian!" Noura almost cried seeing her husband's treatment of her. Why .... Why are you paying for my body?

Disappointed Noura immediately grabbed her instant hijab and small bag as she stepped out. He felt that his wings would be broken if he continued with this man.

"Yourself!"

Ian's call was not heeded. The woman kept coming out and down the stairs while wearing her Instagram hijab.

Her husband gave her the black card because he felt guilty. He who should have held firm, was tempted to his own wife, and he did not know how to solve it other than to give the woman the black card so that Noura would no longer question what he had done, he said, because he himself did not know the answer.

Ian took the black card that was still on top of the bed and sighed.

Noura, who went out of the house, accidentally found an empty taxi, which caused her to easily board. His goal, he remembered a restaurant near his high school, where he often ate there when he was upset.

The restaurant is still as it used to be. The shape, even the chairs. Noura entered the restaurant and ordered the same meal. Mpek-mpek and sweet iced tea. Immediately he sat down at his favorite spot, the back table on the left which when from the entrance, was nowhere to be seen. It really is a hidden place.

Noura churned out the food without actually wanting to eat it. It used to take 2 hours to spend.

Why would I marry someone like this? Why ... did I get tricked? Noura had almost shed a tear, if only that person had not called out to her.

"Yourself!"

The woman looked. The vika?

"What are you doing here alone?" His twins came to cover him.

Of course, Vika knew the place because their High School was across the street, but how could Vika be there too then? It was a disappointing coincidence.

Noura turned the other way around and blinked her eyes to keep her tears from coming out.

"Oh, I know. You guys had a fight, right?" Vika pulled the chair in front of Noura and sat there. "That's right, if it's cheating, look!" He pointed at Noura's face, her twin.

"Lack what .. I'm not cheating." Noura defended herself.

"Nurora ... Noun ...." Vika shook her head. "If a man doesn't love from the beginning, he can't love until the end. It's free anyway, you two are definitely going to get divorced." Vika.

At that moment Noura's chest felt tight.