He Who Came Among Us
A special fragrance that makes suspicious

"Mrs, where are you from?" ask Soka. Sometimes his gaze shifted while driving towards me who was sitting in the back seat. Soka seemed to be curious about my absence when picking up.

"Do I need to answer your question," I reply impressed arrogantly.

Soka was silent, just glancing from the car glass, I cross my face so that Soka could not observe my expression.

The streets were crowded during the day, the car that Soka was driving was a bit choked up, in my heart I grumbled in dismay at the anger of Topaz waiting for my long arrival.

The ringing of my watch on my left wrist, it was almost 1 p.m.

There's no way Hubby's waiting for me, he's back at the office. The feeling of regret overwhelmed my heart.

"Still linger?" I asked Soka.

"About 30 minutes, ma'am" he replied.

I can't deny the fear inside me.

If I had a disappearing streak, I would meet him anywhere.

"The lady's okay?" Anxiety was heard from his voice.

"It's okay. Call it if you can, I don't want him to be angry. Do you know how the tempraments are?" my reply.

Soka nodded softly, "i try Madam."

"Thank you" I said, closing the conversation.

I had a cell phone in my bag, trying to reach her. The results were confirmed, not answered.

Until I took the initiative to send him a short message that read: "Hubby, traffic is jammed. I'm sorry I can't have lunch with me."

Wishing my message to read it has pleased my heart, even if it is not answered by it.

The streets began to stretch, the towering high building was now starting to be seen. How happy my heart is, come back here.

Soka dropped me off in front of the luxury apartment, a man opened the door for me. With a smile I say thank you.

My steps lightly entered the lobby, my heart was bright, a smile could not be separated from my face. I wish my husband was still waiting for me.

Don't dream, hubby's a workaholic.

It seems that my mind and heart are hostile.

A special elevator to the 30th floor opened, I entered it. I watched myself, through the glass on the elevator wall.

"Help," I muttered making me a little embarrassed. "I can be ready to wait for Hubby to arrive. Dress pretty."

"Such like this elevator needs to increase its speed" I muttered, feeling like I was in the elevator for a long time.

The elevator door opened, confident that I would step my foot into the closed door, the Zephyr residence. Topaz House. My hubby house, my house now.

I turned the doorknob after I entered the passcode. As I expected, the house was empty and deserted. My face was now pouting, blaming myself for my delay.

As I headed to my room, I heard a voice coming from the kitchen. Shame, I thought panicked. I was glued to where I stood. Trying to listen back to his voice.

Eeish, Impossible. The guard here is tight.

In the face of my thoughts, with determination I tried to take the first step. I moved closer to the kitchen.

What's hubby? No question answered by my own mind.

I took the flower vase as a weapon, as well as my handle. I tightly held onto it, until my fingers turned red.

"Who?" I shouted before I reached the kitchen.

As the steps came to me, fear came to me. I maintained my position, and strengthened my grip on the tall, glassy vase.

"What are you doing?"

The sound from behind shocked me, causing the vase I was holding to now slide down leaving a loud sound.

"Please," I screamed. My eyes closed, my body trembled as a large hand stuck to my shoulder. Laughter was heard from the kitchen.

"Open your eyes." I peeked opening one of my eyes.

"You don't recognize my dear voice," soft speech seemed to seduce.

A sweet kiss greeted me right on the lips, I immediately opened my eyes to see who did it.

"Hubby," I said cheerfully. No need to wait long, I hugged him immediately.

"What's really on your mind, huh!" I grinned not to answer it.

"Revelation! broken glass can hurt you," he reminded me.

I grimaced looking at the floor, the beautiful vase was now scattering without form. "Sorry," I said.

"Bi, clean this up," he cried.

A middle-aged woman came carrying a broom and a pengki. I was surprised to recognize his face.

Isn't this the housewife's assistant, why is it here?.

Topaz caught my confusion. "Mama lent it to us."

"Well!" I cried not to believe it.

Topaz carried me who was still busy daydreaming. This sudden action made me let out a surprised cry.

A distinctive aroma, not the smell of stinging the nose, more precisely pampering who inhales it. Once again I end the smell to make sure my sense of smell is not wrong.

Whose perfume is this? Why did it stick to my husband's clothes?.

Topaz dropped me off when he got to our room, sat me by the side of the bed.

"Hubby, are there any guests who come here, other than my mother's asistan?" I asked.

Topaz sat beside me, thinking where I was going.

"Mama came to take you to lunch, but you didn't come. Then mom lent her help to prepare dinner for us. You think who's coming? Why are you asking like that?" askalanya.

Oh, so mom's perfume.

"Just want to know." I looked at him longingly, even though he had just been separated for a day. "Oh yeah, hubby's not working?"

He shook his head. "No, I'm waiting for my wife" he said spoiled.

The answer catapulted my heart into space. Painting a red hue on my face.

"So what's your father's will?" suddenly tanyanya.

"Only plantation and a little letter to me. Wejangan chose a future husband," I said a little jokingly.

Topaz's eyes were now gleaming rough. "What's his ass?" tanyakanya. His eyes flashed mischievously.

"Secret," I answered to tease her.

"You're getting naughty now. You have dared to fight me" he commented.

I responded with a smile. "Learn from you hubby."

His laughter came off, his voice crisp in my ears. I love it when she expresses her joy.

Taking off the cold, arrogant nose from his brown-eyed face.

"Why look at me? Fascinated hubbymu?" His interlude between his laughter.

"Yes" I answered honestly.

The laughter stopped. His eyes were focused on my face. There were embers in his eyes, slowly his fingers stroking my smooth arm.

"You're sure of what you said, Ruby."

My head answered his statement. A smile on his lips.

"You're a seductive and mischievous woman" he quipped.

her words pissed me off, I grabbed a pillow behind me, I threw it at her that was successfully tacked on.

"You're ruining the mood then" I replied. I left, my actions stopped.

With a single pull on my wrist, my body landed smoothly on his body which was now slung onto the mattress.

"Your words are not right, dear." A possessive hug held me above his body.

I tried to rebel to escape his embrace. He even rolled to the side resulting in my position now barada below him.

"Take it off" I said. My heart rate is no longer broken.

"No way," he argued. "Until you tell me the truth. What's your father's will?"

Being in this position makes my mind not clear. Especially in addition to his body that squeezes me, until it is difficult to move.

"That's all, I'm telling the truth" I said. "Just ask a lawyer named Pirus, you have his business card, don't you" I challenge.

She flicked my hair, sucked her face into the recess of my neck. Tingly felt every time he lightly tucked around my neck.

"Your kissmark isn't gone, yet" the god. His fingers played on the red marks on my neck. Sending a touch of 0anas afterwards.

"I have to wear clothes that cover my neck, know it makes me sultry," I said choked by the sensation of touch. He just smiled casually in response.

"Don't cover up, baby. To let everyone know it's what I'm doing, "be proud.

One kiss was smeared on me, the light has risen. "You want it?" ask her with a raucous voice.

Hubby, it's daytime. You're kidding me! Critical brain.

"Hubbys.. "

I haven't finished my words yet, the knock on the door stopped the katifitasnya on my body.

"Yes," he replied annoyed at the disturbance.

"Sir, there's a guest waiting for you."

"Who?" growled.

"Mr Garreth Bauer."

Mimic Topaz's face immediately turned cold. He looked at me annoyed, with a single move, he got up.

"You brought him here?" Compromise is felt at the pressure of the word he says.

"I didn't.. "

Not yet finished explaining, he had stepped all the way to the door. He violently pulled the door and opened it. In an instant it disappeared in front of me.