I'm his mother
32.Still My Wife

"Thank you,"

At once Namira's body brushed and stiffened when he got a whisper of the word 'thank you' from Abra who stood right behind him and was so close to him.

So close, Namira could even feel the warm air coming from the exhale that came out of Abra's mouth on her nape skin that was exposed perfectly.

Because it was enough to hinder his activities, Namira also finally rolled up her long hair and dip the origin.

And it makes her look more beautiful and sexy and it is enough to attract the attention of Abra, until finally the man reflex approached and whispered right behind the nape of Namira.

Namira did not chimed in on Abra's speech. The woman seemed to focus on washing the dirty dishes they had used for dinner because Mbok Inah was currently busy accompanying his small employer, Darren.

"I wait in my room, come after it's over. There's something I want to talk about" Abra continued before leaving Namira who was busy washing dishes.

Namira was unmoved, still not responding to anything Abra told her. Even so, Namira certainly heard everything Abra said to her.

Only, Namira did not know how to respond to what Abra said to her earlier. After completing his work in the kitchen.

Namira immediately went towards the room he would occupy while staying there.

However, when I opened the door to the room. Suddenly his hand was pulled by someone and dragged him into another room beside Darren's room.

Namira jumped in shock as the man roughly pulled her in a hug and fused her lips together.

Namira tried to rebel but his energy of course lost far from the strength of the burly man.

However, Namira did not give up. He kept hitting the man's chest field for a sign of rejection.

Abra began to take off the pangutan after feeling Namira's resistance began to weaken and almost out of breath.

Plaaaakkk...

Instantly the heat spread all over his cheeks to Abra's face, after he removed his grip on Namira.

The tiny, flickering hand slapped its hard slap on the handsome face of Abra because it was too presumptuous to kiss her suddenly.

"Learnest, asshole" he said as he stepped towards the door to exit the room.

"Why? I still have rights over you, Nami," said Abra stopping Namira's steps that almost reached the door of the room.

"Hak? What rights? Our agreement was completed 6 years ago sir. And I've fulfilled all the terms of the agreement, then which rights are you talking about?"

"Of course it's my right as a husband, did you forget that we're still tied to marriage,"

"Our marriage is due to a contract if you forget Mr. Abraham, and when the contract is completed it is completed,"

Namira immediately turned the door handle to avoid talking that would re-open old wounds that even until this moment still did not dry completely.

But again, again. Namira's steps must be stopped when listening to Abraham's words about their marriage.

"I've never dropped a talaq on you Namira Syahra. And one more thing, our marriage has been recorded in a religious court which means, our marriage is legal in the eyes of law and religion. And you, still my wife, are legitimate,"

Degs...

Namira turned her body around to convince Abra of what she said. And, how surprised Namira when he saw two wedding books lying on the sofa table in the room.