
Finally, Felly and Danesh arrived at the simple apartment owned by the bule man when it was late afternoon. Luckily Danesh has a treasure that is not much. But in these circumstances, what they have is very valuable.
“Sorry, I can't guarantee you a good life with a man like me,” Danesh said as he laid his wife's body on the bed. From down the angkot, the bule man still carried his wife to the apartment.
Felly nodded in understanding. “We fought together,” timpalynya.
Danesh stroked Felly's hair in a fit of anxiety. Lucky he dealt with women like Felly who is what it is and not much demanding. He was also grateful that Fenny had not invited him to sleep that night. Because the faces of both are very similar.
“I warm the water first for you to take a shower. My place of residence has no heater, so it must be manual,” permission and immediately leave his wife to go to the kitchen to cook water.
Danesh mixed the hot water with ordinary cold tap water. He dipped his finger to adjust the temperature so that it is not too hot and not too cold. He went back to his room.
“The water is si—” Danesh will tell you if the water is ready to be used for bathing. But Felly was asleep. It seems very tired. He swung his feet towards his wife.
Danesh crouched beside the bed. He stared fixedly at Felly's face with a feeling that I don't know what it means. His hand stroked Felly's slightly bent stomach and contained two of her children.
Danesh kissed the stomach lovingly. “Healthy and strong yes, Daddy's children,” he said in front of Felly's stomach.
Danesh slightly raised his body. He moved closer to Felly's face and kissed the slumbering woman's forehead. “Healthy, Mommy,” he said.
Danesh then exited his room, closing the door very carefully so as not to disturb Felly. He went into the bathroom to clean himself, rather than the water he prepared to cool down and end up in vain. Later Danesh will prepare warm water again when Felly is awake.
Finished clean and fragrant, Danesh sat briefly on the carpet. He looks and thinks. “I still have two hundred million more money left to cash out from the check at that time. The money I made to be my wife's own bed-beater I just used three hundred million less to buy this apartment. What business would be enough with that much capital?” he murmured by stroking his chin.
With the knowledge he has in the field of business, and not much capital. Danesh decided to open a small coffee shop. “It looks like enough,” thought after trying to calculate all the necessary needs to start a business. They will rent a cheap place.
Danesh then remembered that Felly came out of the house without bringing any clothes. He also has no women's clothing. He again saw his wife in the room and it turned out that the woman was getting louder.
Danesh saw the clock, it was already night. “I went out for a while to buy you some underwear and a change of clothes,” the permission was very slow even though Felly would not hear it.
Danesh went out to the ongoing night market in a field not far from his apartment. It's in the back village. He was not ashamed when he bought clothes for the woman.
“Buy for whom?” ask one of the female buyers who looks young. His eyes were very adoring to see a bule man in one of the special stands inside the woman.
“Wife,” Danesh answers briefly and without expression. He also did not look at the woman who asked him to speak.
“Wah .. lucky for a woman to have a man like you. Want dong to be the honeymoon,” seductive woman.
Danesh did not respond. He chose to pay and went straight from there.
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