DUO J: GENIUS
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Handmade is simple and ordinary but if accompanied by love and affection it is different. Jarrett spends a quick glass of milk chocolate made by Gail.

Since the incident at the Ikingtech building earlier, Jarrett's mood has not really improved. Although he had told Nigel and there was already an attitude that the papa gave towards the venomous mouths.

"Jarrett," call Jemma carefully. He was like he was feeling the mood of his twin brother then as much as possible not to add bad.

Jarrett did not answer. He placed the glass still in his hand onto the table.

Then Jarrett grabs Jemma's hand to follow her step into The Brown's free space. It made the sweet genius even more convinced his brother was not okay.

The floor part of the house made of wood and coated with carpet became Jarrett's goal. There is fun to fall while waiting to be invited home to The Twins.

Understanding what Jarrett was going to do, Jemma removed her hand from Jarrett. He dashed quickly into the room that was still reserved for Duo J and Gail.

Jarrett stared at Jemma's back away from him wistfully. He was still lazy to make a sound let alone harass the sister as usual.

Eagerly, Jarrett threw himself and his whole body into the floor. His two eyeballs can catch the shadow of Gail and Nigel who are beberes dining room and kitchen.

It should have been Jarrett's turn today to help Gail, but it was too lazy to do anything about it. Before the mama Duo J dug deeper into what was happening, Nigel volunteered to take on the job of the son.

"Jarrett, lift your head up a little bit" said Jemma gently disperse Jarrett's daydream.

A pillow that fit two people, shifted by Jemma down Jarrett's head. Then he joined to stretch himself and spread his arms asking to be embraced by the handsome genius.

The thing Jarrett wanted earlier, Jemma granted after taking a pillow for both of them. Then the pair of twins seemed to share power by holding each other to sleep.

Jemma no longer spoke. He rubbed Jarret's back, as if he said he was there for his beloved sister.

"Duo J just finished eating then immediately lay down like that. How, Gee?" nigel broke the silence between himself and his wife.

Both are beberes. Gail in the kitchen and Nogel in the dining room. Two areas without clear bulkhead.

"For once, let it be" replied Gail who was in the corner of the sink.

"Alright," said Nigel, taking a broom and other cleaning equipment from the storage area.

Nigel would complete all parts of his task quickly. He wants more time to talk to Gail.

"Gee, what are you going to do? I'm done. You want help, huh?" nigel said after a while.

"A little more. I can do it myself, Nig," said Gail briefly. He was indeed speeding up his movements as his mind and heart branched out to the unusual Jarrett since returning home earlier.

"Alright, I'll just stand here" said Nigel gently and positioned himself against the wall near Gail. He went on to say, "Gee, our conversation this morning don't get too thought out."

"Talk this morning?" gail repeated, as if asking herself what Nigel meant.

The next second, Gail remembered. His face was flushed with embarrassment.

That morning, Nigel found her sitting dreamy on the bed. Gail who had just finished her bath was made curious by the unfamiliarity of her active husband.

So Gail asked curiously, sitting beside Nigel. For him, the level of the husband has increased to the emotional and physical closeness between the two.

The smoothness of the dinner with the big family before it became a silent witness.

Gail's question of what was being daydreamed was immediately responded to by Nigel. The man in his thirties also told me.

Nigel told me about the memories from six years ago. The one he had with Gail, about the first night and the first morning together as husband and wife.

Gail who saw the way Nigel spoke seemed as enthusiastic as Jemma liked to tell her about the past. She could feel how precious the moment her husband told her.

It is not like in the beginning. No more shakes of sad tones felt when Nigel spoke while playing his memory of Gail as Genaya in those days.

Existing now, Gail is touched by the loving and adoring tone that comes out of Nigel's lips. As if made that was forgotten by the wife was described as real through the husband's speech.

Nigel loved Gail's acceptance when she heard him tell her stories about the past. But he would only share the memory if his wife was curious because for him enjoying the time at this moment is more important.

This time, the one Nigel and Genaya experienced in the moment was told unfiltered at the hot part of the newlyweds. Said the husband drifting in the beauty of that memory.

Gail made a dilemma when listening to that part. Some sides want to hear constantly because of the happy face of Nigel infected him.

On the other hand, Gail felt guilty, scared and bad emotions of the sort. From what he had read, an adult man, let alone a husband who already had children, had higher biological needs related to hormones related to body sex than women.

It's like Gail tortured Nigel. Because the closeness stage of physical contact is both in each other, hugging like Duo J does.

"Sorry, Nigel," Gail said in the middle of the sentence.

That moment stopped Nigel from making a sound. Because the sound of Gail's extremely short sentence seemed to hit her caution.

"Gee?" nigel asked. It dawned on him with the look of Gail's happy face before fading away.

Only a sentence consisting of those two words was spoken by Gail again and again to Nigel. Which makes the atmosphere between the two awkward and misbehaving.

The actions that Nigel did not realize there was an impact on Gail continued until the dinner activity just now. Even this morning at noon and afternoon, video calls and text messages were only responded to by the wife.

"Gee, is it? I'm sorry for you and I'm sorry, too, the wrong word in this morning's story. I miss you."

Gail not only turned her head, her body twisted to completely face off against Nigel. The task is done.

The look on Nigel's face looked sad in Gail's eyes. His tone said just now also contained a hopeful and pleading tone.

Guilt for a different reason than this morning spread in Gail's heart. His eyes stared fixedly into Nigel's eyes.

Nigel put on a smile full of her trademark charm and said, "Gee, I'm sorry."

Gail was touched to hear Nigel's words. There was nothing wrong with that perfect man in front of him.

Without blaming Gail's behavior all day, Nigel apologized again and again. I don't know what the husband's heart is made of.

|Diw @diamonds.in.words - Feb22

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