Chasing Love Husband Cold
The Arrival of Leo and Diego

A pair of eyes belonging to a man is still closed, but his lips occasionally hiss when feeling cramps in the area of the arm. Like there is something overlapping until it feels numb and difficult to move.

Mentari had not appeared, the sky was still dark but the man seemed to be unable to stand it and wanted to quickly set aside objects that had made his arm lose its taste. Slowly her eyes opened. Gluing slowly, adjusting the light that greets the cornea of the eye.

Heh.

As soon as his pair of eyes opened wide, the man gaped. Between the surprised and confused when the head of a woman who makes her arms numb.

Ba-bal, where's the pillow?.

Alan swallowed. Pillow bolsters that last night used as a barrier why it disappeared or unconsciously he had thrown it last night?.

The numbness in the arm becomes. The man grimaced with pain. Slowly he looked at the face of a sleeping woman who had her arm cut off.

Tilled..

Alan stared fixedly at the face of the wife who was still sleeping deep. If he forcefully pulled her arm, would the woman not wake up?.

Doubtful, Alan sighed deeply. He saw the position of the two of them at this time. Sleep in one bed with the body position deflated to each other. They don't hug each other, but that's it now. If last night, they might have hugged each other.

Then what should I do?.

Alan was silent. Thinking of leaving without waking his wife, but how?.

Suddenly Dilara squirms. A surprised Alan pretended to close his eyes. There was no movement, when Alan dared to peek, apparently Dilara fell asleep again.

Alan opened his eyes again. Staring at the ceiling of the room before finally staring at Dilara's face with such a close distance.

The man admitted, Dilara's face was so beautiful. Thick eyebrows with a pair of wide eyeballs like a doll and a pointed nose and thin lips that always look wet. Huh, Alan doesn't even have the power to bite him. Dilara's position is tilted, facing him. Making a pretty face that could freely Alan stare. A beautiful face belongs to a wife who he has always ignored her existence all this time.

Alan breathed deeply for a moment. His search last night apparently can open little by little the eyes of his heart. How come his wife may have come unintentionally, if all this time Dilara was only made a pawn by the Grandfather, then all forms of attention that woman gave was just a compulsion and did not do it from the heart?.

Alan was suddenly disappointed. Hearing Lara's movements, Alan again pretended to close his eyes. Sure enough, the woman woke up. Surprised, even jumped as soon as Alan's face was right in front when he first opened his eyes.

Samar Alan felt the woman's body move away. Down the bed, but unfortunately the woman fell down to cause a noise. There was a whistling sound, but as fast as lightning disguised by the sound of footsteps getting away. Still with eyes closed, Alan's lips gave a smile. He was laughing at the silly behavior of his wife who was surprised to find sleeping with her own husband.

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This weekend is different from the previous weekend. Dilara with a melodious voice and his paddling invites Alan to take a leisurely morning walk around the residential area. At first there was fear in Lara's heart when she wanted to express her wishes but back again, here Lara always preferred to be able to tease Alan, making the man melt until he wanted to touch her.

Alan only replied with one word 'Heem', so the couple began to run small out of the main gate along the quiet residential streets, only passed by a few vehicles.

Dilara glanced at Alan who was running small in front of her. The priest was wearing a sleeveless top as well as sports pants that covered his perfectly tall body. Looks handsome if viewed from any side, and Dilara admits it. The woman gave a smile, taking some distance behind her husband.

"Hey, why is your running so slow!."

Dilara almost fell, surprised when the cold voice of the husband greeted the senses of the listener. Alan's position right in front of Dilara swiftly caught the woman's body so as not to fall.

"Sorry." Dilara half-screamed while speaking. He was quick to stay away. Realize if all this time Alan is always disgusted if he touches his skin.

The cold man did not speak. Go back and continue the journey. Dilara who had been silent in place, now back to follow the steps of the husband. Realizing that the interaction between them was getting cold, it seemed like he had to devise a plan to be able to melt the atmosphere.

"Honey, I'm hungry too. Let's take a little break, yeah," whine Dilara. The sweat had flooded the body but Alan did not run out of energy. Keep running until Dilara can not catch up.

"Yes, let's take a break."

"Yei." Dilara screams happily. Instantly ran towards the chicken porridge seller without caring for Alan who gaped behind.

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Alan still smelled a smile after cleaning himself up. He rubbed his wet hair with a towel while remembering the sweet incident a moment ago.

Exercise early in the morning and after they are tired they enjoy chicken porridge and a glass of warm tea to fill the stomach. It's an event like this that Alan first experienced. Moreover, someone who accompanied him at that time was a woman who ....

"Honey."

The corner of Alan's lips suddenly lifted. Ah, the owner of that sweet and sweet voice was calling out to him.

"Heem."

Tara's. The door of the room was opened, as Dilara's head was sticking out of the open door.

"Honey, what if we had lunch outside, um I mean in the back garden?. I also prepared meat and grilling ingredients. How, you want to, right?."

Alan was silent, but he was thinking deeply.

"May also."

"Yei." Again, Dilara exclaimed in pleasure. Somehow he felt that today Alan was more obedient than usual day.

Apparently Dilara wants to make a little BBQ party. How can it not be small if there is only himself and Alan. While the workers certainly do not dare to approach their employers.

Alan was just sitting on a chair that had been prepared while Dilara seemed to put sauce on the roast that was almost cooked. Once the food is ready, Alan and Dilara begin to enjoy it.

"Honey, let's toast," Dilara asked her to raise a glass, asking her husband to do the same. "Didn't we also seem to be partying?."

Not wanting to argue, Alan did. A toast to the joy of Dilara's heart. The woman smiled widely, looking very sweet and Dilara's smile that came off like this was rarely seen Alan.

The warmth created between Alan and Dilara did not last long when a servant brought with him two of his Master's guests.

"Sorry, Sir. Doctor Leo and Doctor Diego came to visit." The waiter moved his hand towards the two Alan guests.

"Well, that's exactly it. We came while you were partying." Diego sparkles, like getting a durian crumble when he finds a lot of food on the table.

"Em Alan, I'm sorry maybe we came at the wrong time." Leo is uncomfortable. Especially when he found Alan's face unfriendly when he came.

Well, did I not see wrong. Alan is eating romantically with his hated wife?.

"O, no problem, Doctor. We were having lunch but we wouldn't mind if you'd like to join." Dilara answered representing Alan who seemed to have no interest in speaking.

"O, of course," Diego answered quickly. The man immediately took a position, choosing to sit in a chair next to Dilara.

Alan turned his face. He does not like if his meal is disturbed by anyone especially those who become his guests this time are his own rivals. The man blatantly disliked the presence of Diego, who had always noticed Dilara's movements.

Tbc.