Dear Husband
Warm tea

Sofia so enjoyed the husband's massage that felt comfortable and eliminate aches in his body.

"It's a mas" he said briefly when he realized he was almost asleep because Nando was still kneeling it painstakingly.

"Hmmm .you sure."

"Yes. You must be tired too. All day work and take care of me."

"I didn't do anything. Just orders and they all do everything in my favor."

"It has. Rest up! Shall I make you something?" tawar Sofia's. He knows Nando lied about his job. She knows what kind of man her husband is. Workaholic and very disciplined. How can he just barge his feet in his office. It is not the nature of a son of the Hutama family.

"Let the maid do it. You're here enough to keep me company." And that burly arm has grabbed Sofia's body, brought her down and stroked her belly full of love.

"Are you still hurting me?" Sofia just kept quiet to hear Nando's question. In fact, he did not feel at all hurt by Nando's past treatment of him. She had forgiven her husband long before he apologized and behaved as strangely as he is now. But a man like Nando has to be taught a lesson so he can always remember that he has to respect other people's feelings as well.

"Darling?"

"hmm."

"Does your silence mean yes?"

"I don't know." Sofia replied shortly. She would rather smell her husband's body than talk about what she thought was unimportant.

"Sofia don't tease me." whispered Nando Lirih when sofia's fingers rubbed her chest with her head that continued to pamper there. Instead of stopping, the beautiful doctor even returned to pet her because she felt comfortable.

"You.." Nando's raucous voice grew. His breathing changed irregularly because of it. His hand that was in Sofia's stomach turned squeezing the twin hills of his wife softly. Seeing his wife who continues to feel his chest, Nando took the initiative to remove his shirt and throw it away. Now plastered chest field and his muscular stomach that looks so sexy that Sofia has trouble swallowing her saliva.

"Here!" Nando pulls Sofia back in his arms, making his wife return to the same activity. I don't know why Sofia likes him so much. Fragrant of her husband's body, also warm embrace seemed to make him calm and comfortable. Not to mention the pressure in him that turned very aggressive when adjacent to Nando so that he was confused.

"Did you ever love me?" sofia muttered softly, but still could be heard clearly by Nando who closed his eyes, enjoying every soft touch of his beautiful wife.

There was no answer from Fernando's lips. The man simply opened his eyes and glanced at him for a moment then closed his eyes again. Sofia's fingers hang in the air. Her chest feels very tight. Is it so hard to make Fernando love him? he knows and knows enough that all the attention Nando gives him is just a form of affection for their prospective children. Not on him. If there was no child, maybe the relationship would still be on the spot. Suddenly his heart felt miserable.

There are many people who leave their loving partners to pursue the treasures and luxuries of the world, even divorcing or drugging them for the same reason without them knowing their lives later. What they were after was a vacuum without light. A sparkle that made no sound at all. Silent. Love is the light, the sound and the source of life. What is the meaning of luxury they get without something called love???

"No. Suddenly I want to drink some warm tea." Nando gently pulled Sofia's hand down from her bed, then clasped the body wrapped in a short-sleeved baby doll from behind. Sofia's neck and ears glimpsed.

"Let the aunt make it" whispered softly in Sofia's right ear who inevitably made feathers around her neck and her hands bristled.

"Mas, let go. I want to make it myself." said Sofia. It's not making her own warm tea that she'll do later. But just wiping the circle of tears that will fall from his eyes or just take a breath to arrange his heart that returns to the ravages because of his strong confidence level in Nando's feelings for him.

"Say not." Nando tightened his embrace as his hand grabbed the house phone. He calls Sarla to make some warm tea and some deserts and takes her to Sofia's room.

"Darling ..here." Nando forces Sofia to face him. One hand touched his wife's chin and made her look up.

"Gear me Sofia." Sofia stared at Nando, maintaining the corner of her watery eyes from falling into tears. Back he developed a forced smile.

"What is the importance of love to you?"

"none. I just asked that question. I'm sorry." I wanted to get away from Fernando and just go to the bathroom, but her husband's grip was so strong that it didn't hurt him.

"Sofia, do you love me?" this time Nando's voice weakened. His face also looks beautiful. There was no answer from Sofia's lips. Just like her. Nando took a deep breath.

"You're quiet too, aren't you?" Sofia just tried to keep her head down even though she could not because it was blocked by Nando's hand that raised his head up.

"You know what kind of man I am, don't you? I can never talk softly to women, but I try to do it through the action. Don't you feel everything I've done to you? you don't even feel like you're my life priority right now, do you??? I won't even let you touch my body but you. Is that not enough for you?" ask the man full of seriousness.

"Mas.aku ..ehh already."

"Don't switch Sofia's conversation." sergeant Nando was upset.

"No. You misunderstood."

"Misunderstand what? You almost cried for it." Sofia fell silent again, not expecting her husband to be that detailed scanning her.

"That's.me.it's probably just a pregnancy hormone." she said quickly. He didn't want Nando to keep asking and prolonging his problem.

"You never know how much I love you Sofia. I never even felt like loving someone this deep. Only you.I love you young lady Hutama, with all my heart. I love you." and Sofia was just stunned to hear it. Is this real? Is he not dreaming? Can he be a little selfish for now????