
"Oh my God, Canda.... So, you crying again?" givan asked quickly, when he had just entered the room.
Givan doesn't know if Canda's crying. He finished his work thirty minutes later and entered the room.
"What's the matter, Canda?" Givan covered to save his files and laptop first.
Silent joke, he still hugged the bolster and spilled his run in tears. She did not intend to tell her husband, although for a long time their relationship was decorated with frank and open to each other.
Givan approached the bed, then he sat on the edge of his wife's bed. The force of using her muscles, made Canda not wrinkle when her husband held her hand so that she did not cover her face.
"Why? By the way. I want this guest, you don't make me not focus on listening to their reports because our problems aren't over. Frankly, what's up? Be honest!" Givan felt like they were fine, even joking and laughing together. Givan doesn't realize if his words hurt his wife.
"Jew...." Givan clamped Canda's jaw with his fingers, then he wiped his wife's tears.
Impressed rude, because it is full of coercion. But Givan just wants, no more tears here.
"What?!" Her tears melted back, as it forced her voice to come out.
"You why?" ask Givan again.
"Why are you crying? Did I have any wrong? Are you having nightmares? Or, do you have a wish that hasn't been conveyed? How's it? What's up?" Givan asked questions in a row, so that Canda could choose the answer without him thinking much.
Canda shakes. She wanted her husband to realize his mistake. He forgets something, sometimes even life partners can not understand him fully. For conjugal relations alone, Givan often asked what Canda wanted to get from him. Especially in other respects, whose scope is greater.
"Yes, don't cry if there's nothing." Givan thought, it's just the innate mood of pregnant women. One understanding of Givan is that pregnant women are difficult to understand.
He wiped his wife's tears to the end. Then, he ducked down and hugged his wife warmly. Unfortunately, that hug made Canda come back crybaby. Canda felt that Givan's actions and Givan's confession were inversely proportional.
Givan said he didn't love her. But also he remembered Givan's attitude towards Nadya, who tended to be rude, not as sweet as he was with her.
"No, cry again. Did I go? Let's just calm down?" Givan let go of his embrace. He sat up straight, looking at his wife's already so red face.
One more thing that Canda was afraid of, is that she was afraid of losing her husband because she felt very loving the handsome and athletic look. She was not sure she would get a man who was responsible and knowledgeable like her husband, if later her husband really left her in the broadest sense.
"Don't, Mas." Canda held her husband's hand, with her crying voice heard to a whim.
Givan sighed, then he put himself to lie down beside his wife. He hoped that he would not fall asleep, because Keith who came from Singapore had already informed him that he was at the nearest airport. Although when Keith came, Givan did not immediately invite Keith to chat. But he has a duty to escort Keith to his dugout, before the childless widower chases after his sister-in-law.
"Don't cry, Canda. Don't stress, our son. Get their breath a little, if you get stressed. No matter what, there are two. You don't think, how do they take this oxygen supply out of the nose when the nose gets stressed?" Givan rubbed his wife's stomach which had begun to convex. The content that stepped on the three months, grew healthy followed by the stomach of Canda which began to grow. Pregnant with a single baby, Canda's stomach is like carrying twins. Especially now that Canda is pregnant with twins.
Canda just nodded, she still composed a sentence for him to throw at her husband. However, it did not lead to the problem earlier.
Givan glanced at his wife, he had guessed there was an attitude that made Canda start with his drama again.
"What's wrong? It's the former everything, when you again mewek gini. I got it wrong?" ask Givan later.
Canda shook his head, despite actually wanting to nod. He understood that Givan was innocent of not loving him. She was only a wife, demanding her husband to love her.
"I want to hear it." Canda wiped her own tears. Then, she glanced at her husband and watched his face for a moment. He was very dependent on the beautiful man who became his backbone.
"Sound what? Just promise you won't cry anymore?" Givan tilted his position to face his wife who was also facing him.
Canda had to nod.
"You want us to talk to an ex? Which ex?" ask Givan later.
He thought, probably because he had been checking reports for too long. So that his wife felt lonely, then shed the frustration of it with tears.
"Everything" replied Canda.
"Yes, I'm gonna hunt down the episode, Canda. Masa, would you like to discuss all my exes?" Givan frowned.
"Yes one-on-one, Mas." Canda placed her hand on her husband's waist.
"Diamond...." Givan glanced to the side. "A story of when I was a kid, huh? The story of when I was told to choose an education?" Givan still gave the negotiation not to discuss the former.
He understood, the discussion was quite sensitive. Moreover, the person was a Canda.
"I want to know the former Mas who Mas never invited to have sex*s." Canda has heard this story.
"Who?" Givan fused his eyebrows.
"I forgot, but Mas once told me a little. I want to hear the story is full mode." Canda wanted to know, how sincere her husband was to one of her husband's ex-boyfriends who had never been invited to sin too much.
"Curl? That was Junior High, Canda. He shot me, just in first grade Junior High. Biasalah, love monkey. Well, I said go to him. I said gini, we're going out in third grade, I'm a kid. So, Canda. But he maksa, yes he said just walk first. Duh, whose name is dating Junior High. Just a normal conversation. Yes, that's just the cake. Because I feel that Pipit is quite disturbing my exkul at school, yes I said hopefully. He wants to go home together, because our way is in line. Meanwhile, I was even worried about being waited for. Which is, it's not good that I've been attached to the ranks of one exkul who knows that I'm waiting for Pipit. Yeah, so broke up. She asked him to come back in third grade, but I think I definitely think my interest in that woman is not her cake anymore. Yes sorry-sorry, his name is a child in the growth period. The skin is still covered in thick fog, the result of heating kites that are pursued. So yeah I don't want to, I said what I said later. I still don't date, just like girls. Until High School, understand kissing same boyfriend, understand hands rampant to girlfriend. The biggest test, yes to the Aca was back in the village to Cirebon. After that ripen it becomes a bad man, already know good about it." Givan occasionally looked at the face of his wife who had stopped crying.
Givan thought, between Canda takes time with him. Or, is comparing his attitude to his former friends with himself. His brain was understanding, though he was unsure of his own thinking.
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