Love 49 Cm
Chapter 43

🌸Love 49 Cm🌸

Part 43's

** Past shadow **

Aila stammered, not understanding her husband's words.

"A__me?"

"Yes, take off your clothes!"

"For what?" tanyanya.

"To carry out your punishment, dear!" leon said with his evil smile.

Aila let out a sigh, what punishment is done by undressing?

Although she already knew what her husband meant, it still made her nervous and embarrassed.

With a slight tremble, Aila raised her hand towards the blues buttons she was wearing, taking off one by one the buttons of her shirt with a sharp look from her husband. It was as if every finger move was under his watch. The top three blues buttons, regardless of their size, have smooth chests that appear to pop behind the pink bra they are wearing.

Leon swallowed his salivary rough to see the mound of meat owned by his wife who was so comforting to be greedy.

Aila stopped the hand, hesitating to continue. However, she reached out again and removed the buttons, but not the blues buttons but the buttons of her husband's shirt.

Leon was stunned, by what Aila was doing.

"A__what are you doing?"

Damnit damnit! for the first time he felt nervous about facing a woman.

"Changing out of sister's clothes, smells fishy" said Aila flat.

"Yes, I'll take a shower later" Leon said as he muffled his nervousness.

"No need to shower, it's night. Let me help you clean up."

Aila took off Leon's shirt and helped him undress. Now she could see her husband's athletic chest. It was so eager that he immersed himself there, taking off all his longings. Aila is also a woman, hypocritical if she is not fascinated by the perfect body in front of her.

Hurriedly he threw away his perverted thoughts, then stood stepping towards the bathroom, carrying a small towel and warm water.

Aila cleaned her face first, because the position of Aila who stood and Leon sat down made her able to look at the handsome face in front of her freely. No matter how many times he does it, it doesn't make him bored.

While being fascinated with her husband's face, Leon suddenly pulled his hand to make him sit on his lap.

"Eh?"

"Clean my chest!"

Aila nodded, clumsy.

With trembling hands, she cleansed her husband's chest. Without realizing it Leon continued to stare at his chest open, Aila seemed to forget to button back the blues.

his innocent wife did not know, if he had held his hand with all his might not to squeeze his chest.

"I'll get you a shirt" said Aila while standing, but Leon's hand held his waist first.

"Please take off your shirt!" Leon's orders.

"A__i kemba..."

"Now!"

Aila took a deep breath, dampening the nervousness.

Her pliers began to take off the blue and put it on the floor. The girl then fell embarrassed.

"Once all, I'm." whispered the sensual Leon.

His lips began to go down each curve of his wife's neck, biting the small back of the ear making a sign of ownership there.

Satisfied to hear his wife's sigh, he then forcibly removed the bra hook and threw it away, instantly his puffed up chest was exposed in the middle of a brightly lit room.

Leon's eyes fogged with passion, staring at the puffed-up chest in front of him, while Aila bowed in embarrassment.

Gently, he stroked the peak of his wife's chest. It's light brown. Although Aila's body was tiny, but her breasts were countless small as well, the size of Aila's breasts fit in her hands.

Leon could hear a scrumptious groan from Aila's mouth as he began to lower his mouth to pop and puff on his wife's chest. It felt like Leon wanted to linger there, feeling every inch of his female body.

"I want to do it now, baby. Can you?"

Aila nodded slowly.

"You sure?"

Aila bit her lower lip, but a second later she nodded steadily.

"I won't stop, even if you ask!"

"Do it." said Aila slowly.

Leon again scooped his wife's face and showered her with a hot kiss, then he lifted her up to the bed.

Slowly, Leon laid his innocent body in front of him, then stared at him for a moment.

It was also the ringing of the phone from his phone rang.

Leon shook his head, still continuing to fondle his wife's neck, but the ringing of the phone that continued to ring on his cellphone made his concentration disturbed.

"Shortly, baby! whoever he is I'll kill after this."

Aila smiled, while pulling the blanket to cover her body.

Leon grabbed his gawai on the nightstand, staring at the screen he wanted to turn it off, but Niko's name listed there made him curious.

[What?!] snapped Leon.

[Gue met Alea, she's here now.]

Leon is seen clenching his hands, his jaw looks hardened, then stepping his feet towards the balcony.

"It's just a minute, I'll be right back" said Leon who was accompanied by a nod from Aila's head.

Leon continues his conversation with Niko.

[Gue is not interested!]

[Whatever! but you know, he's sick!]

[What do you mean?!]

[Alea has cancer, Leon.]

Leon was silent, and the man was shocked to hear Niko's words from across the street.

[Tomorrow I go there.]

Phone's closed.

Leon was restoring his hair, breathing out rough. His conversation with Niko made him riled up. The woman he once loved so much, now back in Indonesia after leaving just like that. What shocked her even more was hearing that Alea was sick with cancer.

After all, he had not been able to expel Alea from his heart.

He still remembers the woman to this day.

Too long pondering, Leon forgot if his wife was waiting for him inside, he then approached his wife who was lying on the bed. It seemed like Aila fell asleep tired of waiting for her, Leon kissed her forehead for a moment, picked up a T-shirt then stepped out of the room. The man headed for the mini bar, next to the study room just to cool his mind.

While passing through the living room, he saw Omanya sitting alone there. Suddenly Leon remembered something, something he wanted to tell him. He approached Oma, intending to surprise her but Oma had already learned of her arrival.

"What?!" ask Oma without turning around.

"Ah, Oma not cool!" Leon grunting.

"Where's your wife?!"

"Sleep" said Leon briefly as he sat himself beside Oma.

"Gift to Oma. My half-sister." said Leon casually.

"I don't want to have the granddaughter of a crazy woman!"

"Well, he's still your son's flesh and blood. Not my flesh and blood." said Leon indifferently.

Oma shut up, Leon's right. Susi is indeed the flesh blood of her child, of course, will be her grandson, whether she likes it or not.

"I killed all his family, he's an orphan now."

"you're crazy!"

Leon shrugged his shoulders, not caring.

"One more time, your son was dead two years ago" Leon said without looking at his omana, he could not bear to see the expression of his omana.

"I know!"

Leon looked up in shock, staring fixedly at his omana.

"Oma knows? since when?!"

"A year ago." replied Oma casually.

"And Oma didn't tell me?!"

"You hate your father, why do you want to know?!"

Leon was silent, Omanya's speech was correct. He did hate his father for abandoning his mother, but however much blood was thicker than water, he had a right to know.

"Where?" ask Oma who saw Leon standing up.

"Find the wind." replied Leon briefly, as he stepped away from Oma.

The old woman only sighed, she knew, there were so many thoughts in her granddaughter's mind. Today is hard for his grandson.

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Aila wakes up in the morning without finding Leon next to her. Last night she waited for her husband, but the man did not come in until sleepiness attacked her and put her to sleep. But why is Leon not in bed this early?

Aila grabbed a blanket to cover her innocent body, then walked towards the bathroom.

After cleaning up and dressing Aila immediately came down, she was curious about the whereabouts of her husband who had been absent since morning. For the first time, she looked for him in the dining room that was directly related to the kitchen, but she did not find her husband there.

The net even caught something else, the girl seemed to frown when she saw a young woman cooking there. He had not seen the girl's face before, could it be that she was a new servant? but why not wear a waitress?

Seeing that someone was coming, the girl turned towards Aila.

"Sorry miss, breakfast is soon over" he said politely.

"Ah, it's okay. No need to rush." said Aila kindly.

The girl smiled as she continued her activities. Her body was tall, blue-eyed, with shoulder-length hair, the girl looked beautiful, only her face was a little thin. He is not very suitable to be a servant. Aila took the apron and put it on, the girl was intending to cook.

"Sorry lady, you can't cook. Let me do it."

"It's okay, I'm used to doing this."

"But, miss..."

"Just calm down, you won't be scolded. Is the new servant brother here? I've never seen a sister before."

The girl nodded, smiling." Yes, miss."

"Em, what's your sister's name?"

"I'm Lusi, miss. Call me, Lusi."

Aila nodded in understanding, but somehow Aila felt that there was something strange about the girl, her blue eyes were like no stranger, somehow similar to who.

"I'm Aila sister, just call me Aila. Maybe we could be friends?"

Lusi shook his head, "I'm just a waitress, miss. Where can call you that."

Aila sighed, again the call just became so problematic.

Unintentionally looking at the young woman beside him, he was shocked to learn that the girl's hand was covered with wounds.

"Stop it" Aila said suddenly.

"What's wrong, miss?" tanya Luzene did not understand.

Aila then grabbed onto Lusi's hand and examined her.

"Sister's hand is hurt, why force to cook? wait a minute, I'll get you some medicine." said Aila then ran to pick up the medicine box, leaving astonishment on her thin face. No one was so attentive to her, other than Maria. But the woman was immediately worried about the wound on her hand, when they had just met.

"Come here, let me treat brother's hand" Aila said after returning from picking up the medicine box.

Susi who was still confused by the attitude of the woman in front of her could only obey, she reached out and resigned as Aila treated her injuries. Patiently, Aila treated the wound on Lusi's hand. Unknowingly, Lusi was staring in admiration at him.

"What are you doing?!" asked Oma who was suddenly behind them along with Mr. Liem.

Susi was surprised and immediately pulled her hand.

"Aila is treating this brother's hand, oma. Her hand was injured, but she was still forced to cook." said Aila as she pulled Lusi's hand.

Oma stared dislikefully at Susi, the old woman knew that the girl in front of her was Monica's child. Seeing the face of Lusi reminded him of the mad woman, the woman who caused his family to be destroyed.

"Let someone else do the treating! now come with Oma!" oma's orders.

"Separ Oma..."

"You're Mrs Thomson now! don't get along easily with the waiter, come with Oma!" oma said as she left the dining room.

Aila was slightly surprised by Oma's attitude, although Oma was arrogant towards her, but she never saw Oma demeaning a servant. Judging from the way he looked at Lusi, it seemed that Oma did not like the girl, but why?

While Lusi looks surprised by Oma's remark that Aila is Thomson's mistress, it means that the girl who is treating her injuries is the wife of her stepbrother. He did not expect, if his sister-in-law was so friendly and kind.

"Don't take heart, brother, Oma is a little tart, he he he he" said Aila encouraging Lusi.

"Oma is a little fierce, but her heart is good." continued Aila with a smile.

After Aila was done standing up immediately, preparing to step into Oma's room.

"I'm sorry, sister, Aila can't help. Aila has to go with Oma, or she'll nag." said Aila then stepped her foot out of the kitchen.

"Thank you." said Lusi softly after Aila disappeared behind the wall, his eyes heated up, but with all his strength he held the circle so as not to decay. He was moved by Aila's attitude, and was sad to see the fact that the grandmother he wanted to see turned out to hate him so much. However, he could not blame the old woman, given her mother's unforgivable behavior. Lisa will bear all the sins her mother and grandfather had committed.

Aila searches for Oma in her room, but the girl does not find the person she is looking for. He even met Mr. Liem in the hallway room, but he thought to ask Oma's attitude towards Lisa who seemed strange according to Aila.

"Ehem..pak Liem?! ask Aila.

mr. Liem who was busy arranging the painting on the hallway wall, turned around.

"Yes, miss?"

"May I ask you something?"

Mr. Liem stopped with his activities and started staring at Aila.

"Please, miss."

"why is Oma's dislike of Lisa?"

Mr. Liem was seen taking a deep breath, before answering Aila's question. Like I was going to tell you something heavy.

So, begin Mr. Liem tell what he knows about the girl and her relationship with Oma, of course with all the dark stories that occur in the family of his summaries.

For a moment Aila was stunned to hear the story about Lisa and also about the dark story of her husband's family. Quite complicated also according to Aila, but in his eyes Lisa remains innocent. The girl simply had no choice because she had to be born from the womb of a cruel woman. He felt sorry for the fate of the girl, at least they had one thing in common, which is both unwanted and discarded.

Seriate...

I'm sorry, if you think this story is long-winded, I just want it to be delivered naturally and not in a hurry.

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