I'M Nathasya Gustari
Monitored

Caca squirms in her sleep as a hand hugs her from behind. Also a head that felt cold touched his nape.

I don't know what time Caca fell asleep while waiting for Tara who until almost midnight has not come home.

"Just come home, mom?" caca asked in a hoarse voice while turning her sleeping position to face Tara.

The smell of soap and shampoo fills Caca's sense of smell. Tara's hair was still a little wet.

"Yes. Auntie said, are you waiting?" when Tara came home, their housekeeper told her that Caca had not long entered the room after waiting for Tara in the living room after Mentari went to bed. "I'm sorry, back home."

Caca nodded and smiled gently. "Mas looks tired." his clumsy hand stroked the side of Tara's face. Makes the man close his eyes enjoying the touch of his wife on his face. "Mas has dinner?"

"Not yet." answered Tara briefly. The man still faithfully closed his eyes. Holding Caca's hand not to leave her face. Pulling a hand as smooth as the baby's hand for him to kiss.

"Why haven't you eaten yet?!" exclaimed Caca who wanted to stand up but was held by Tara. "Later to get sick, if the meal is not regular like this! If you have more work, you should prioritize eating. Because you need extra energy for work so that everything can be finished quickly!"

Tara chuckles. Anxiety with happiness in the heart. Finally someone scolded him for worry other than his mother. Finally there was a voice that sounded annoying but it made his heart relieved in the midst of the problems he faced.

"You can advise people." Tara pinched the tip of his wife's nose which she then kissed as she complained. "But it's your own turn to focus on work, let alone eat. Your husband forgot."

"When did I forget my own husband?!" cibir Caca who is now sitting perfectly, curled his hair as long as he prepared to stand up. Followed by Tara who was also sitting next to him.

"Come down." take Caca to her husband who is still sitting on the edge of the bed.

"Gapain down?"

"Eat it, my mom! you need to eat to get back to work tomorrow."

Tara shook her head and pulled Caca down to her lap. "I'm not hungry."

"Hungry or unwilling, mas still have to mak-" Caca's sentence was severed with wet lips that had been attached and began to clench his lips.

Caca's eyeballs were enlarged when her husband's hand slipped behind the nightgown she was wearing. Swiping his lament. Delivering a strange gelayar that makes his breathing even heavier. A tickling feeling that began to heat his entire body due to the activities of his husband's hands that were already in his favorite area. While one hand again held the back of his body to get closer and deepen their kiss.

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Caca was still grumbling after cleaning himself and went down to the kitchen to warm up the dinner that had passed far until the early hours of the morning.

"If you are still grumbling, I will eat you again here." Tara sort of wrapped her arms around his wife's stomach and whispered right in Caca's ear waiting for food in the microwave.

Caca clucking. "Try eating first. I'm definitely not going to be sprained like this, mom!"

"Ooh so he wants to eat, just eat?" tara Goda. "OKAY. I'll eat again after we eat."

Caca rotated both of his eyes. Choosing silence does not reach. Bring a plate containing food to the kitchen table.

"Why did you come home last night, Mom? any problems at the office?"

"I'm sorry, honey. I forgot not to charge the phone. Too focused on work." - Kilah Tara. He could not possibly tell his wife about a problem that was near and likely to occur.

Tara's coming home late, too, not because of a lot of work. The man met with his personal lawyer to plan protection for Caca and Mentari.

He also plans what he will do when scandals about himself and Caca are exposed to the media.

He did not want his son and wife to be troubled when rumors about them surfaced. He did not want to make his wife and children sad.

As long as he can deal with it without Caca knowing, he will do everything he can.

But, considering that surely the person who told his clients about Caca's adopted son was the one who didn't like him. Most likely for the news to appear in the media. And he must protect his son and his wife at all costs.

"Next time don't do that again. I'm worried. What else was rich this afternoon there are people who monitor our house" said Caca. Actually he did not take seriously the person he saw this afternoon. And just say the origin so that Tara does not forget again to give him the news.

But Tara's reaction surprised her. Tara put the spoon down hard enough. "What kind of person? you sure he's running our house?" tara's expression was so serious with a hardened jaw. His chest also rose and fell irregularly.

"I-I'm not sure anyway mas." replied Caca painstakingly gulping spit. The woman was made scared by Tara's serious facial expression.

Nope. Not afraid of his face. But fearing what important situation he did not know made Tara look so worried.

"You see where!" cecar Tara is back.

"Away across the street. In front of Bu Joko's now-empty house." the empty house next to the house opposite Tara's house.

"Do you want the character of that guy?"

Caca nodded and told me everything.

This afternoon after picking up Mentari school, Caca went straight home. No more going back to the MFA. She wanted to cook a special dinner for her husband - who came home late and made the food she cooked not as good as before.

"There's a black sedan parked in front of Bu Joko's house. I thought Bu Joko came home from abroad. But until the afternoon, the car did not park inside." Caca said.

It was so late in the afternoon when Caca would water the flowers in the front yard, he saw two men in all black clothes enter the car and then drive away from the place that had been since noon or maybe the morning before Caca came home. And before leaving, one of the people dressed in black had a smile at him. A terrible smile for Caca.

Caca could see clearly because the high gate of their house was wide open. And at that time Caca will water the flowers that are right in front of the fence next to the gate.

Caca's story increasingly makes Tara riled. What exactly was the purpose of those people monitoring his house. And inevitably, he had to give bodyguards to his son and wife. So that nothing happens that you do not want.

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