Love for Kanaya
CHAPTER 25. AW?

"Kanaya, do you want to go for a walk somewhere before we go home?" Ask Keenan after being on the trip.

"No." Kanaya answered briefly, since the car drove he always threw a glance outside the street beside him.

"Or is there something you want to buy, food? Usually pregnant women like to eat something as cool as rujak." Ask Keenan again.

"No, just take me home." Answer Kanaya.

"All right, we're home." Keenan.

"To my house." Kanaya said that made Keenan immediately stop the speed of his car.

"Kanaya, what do you mean? You want to stay at your house again?"

"No, there's something I want to take."

"Ouh," Keenan breathed a sigh of relief, thinking Kanaya wanted to go home to live in her own home.

Keenan returned to his car.

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After his car was parked in the courtyard of his wife's house, Keenan rushed down from the car and opened the door next to Kanaya. He reached out to welcome his wife down, but Kanaya got out of the car as if she had not seen the hand outstretched to him.

Keenan could only sigh deeply and then follow his wife's steps into the house.

In the room, Kanaya picked up all the items Damar gave her and put them in the cardboard.

In the doorway, Keenan noticed with a flat face. He should be happy to see Kanaya put all the items given by Damar into the cardboard, but somehow his feelings are still not calm when remembering when in the office Kanaya asked Damar.

After making sure there was nothing left, Kanaya closed the cardboard and pushed it under the bed.

Actually Kanaya wants to throw all the items remember the words of Damar who has let himself go with Keenan, but honestly, he still has a hope that someday he can still be with Damar.

Kanaya circulated her gaze inside the room, looking for something that she had somewhere to put it. Kanaya raised her head, and her gaze was unintentionally fixed on an old wooden box that was on top of the closet.

Kanaya did not know what the contents of the wooden box were, because her mother and father always forbade her whenever she wanted to see the contents.

"Dad, I'm sorry. Now I want to see what you're really hiding in that box."

Kanaya tried to take the box, but her height could not reach the top of the closet high enough. He was looking for something to reach the box.

"Kanaya don't" prevent Keenan, when Kanaya takes a chair and is about to board it.

"What are you doing?" Keenan pulled Kanaya's hand away from the chair. "What if you fall? You're gonna endanger our baby!" Keenan unconsciously scolded his wife.

Kanaya was silent with her head down. It was his fault, he did not think at all when he would climb the chair, would endanger his own content if he fell.

"Kanaya, sorry, I didn't mean to scold you." Keenan said when he realized he had scolded his wife. "What do you want to take? Let me take it." Ask.

"The box of wood." Kanaya replied, pointing to the top of the closet.

Keenan also grabbed the box, because the height was standard he could take it without having to climb a chair.

"This what?" Keenan asked after putting the wooden box on the floor.

"Don't know, Mom and Dad always forbid me to open it."

"So now you want to see the contents of this box?" Ask Keenan again.

"Yes, but I don't know where the key is." Answer Kanaya.

Kanaya nodded, and Keenan walked out of the room and went to the kitchen to find something that could be used to open the padlock.

Shortly after, Keenan returned to the room with a hammer.

Kanaya moved away as Keenan tried to open the padlock by hitting it with a hammer.

Several times tried, and finally the padlock was released. Kanaya approached again and immediately opened the contents of the wooden box.

Inside it turned out to be just a pair of baby clothes and also baby gloves. Then there was another jewelry box, Kanaya opened it and the contents were a necklace that had two capital letters side by side and also a baby bracelet.

Kanaya searched again, but there was nothing else she found in the wooden box.

"It's just like this, but why do Mom and Dad always forbid me to open it." Kanaya said softly.

"Maybe it was yours as a baby, so Mom and Dad kept it well." Keenan. "So now you also have to keep it well, if our baby will be a girl. She can wear it for the first time, her own Mama's clothes." Continue with a smile.

However, Kanaya did not heed her husband's words, and she probably did not hear them either because her gaze continued to be fixed on the two capital letters of the mother necklace.

"AW?"

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Because they did not find the item they were looking for, Keenan and Kanaya finally went home with only the contents of the wooden box. Baby clothes and jewelry that Keenan said belonged to his wife as an infant.

"May I keep it?" Said Keenan when he was in their room.

Kanaya gave it to Keenan without saying a word.

After the baby's clothes and jewelry were in his hands, Keenan took him to an iron box which was a safe where he kept some important documents.

Kanaya shook her head at her husband's behavior, just keeping something like that in the safe.

"Let's not go away, and I hope our baby's a girl and she can wear it later." Said Keenan who seemed to know the contents of his wife's mind.

Seeing that Kanaya was silent, Keenan approached his wife and Keenan smiled because Kanaya did not try to avoid her as usual.

"Why do you, look moody?"

"It's okay, I just don't think about it with Mom and Dad."

"Ck, it turns out that you've been thinking about that." Although afraid to be pushed as it has been, Keenan still ventured to hug his wife. And it seemed like the goddess of fortune was siding with him, Kanaya was silent when one of her hands was already coiled around his wife's waist.

"Here, don't think about it anymore. Now you'd better rest, I don't want you to get sick because if you get sick, it'll affect our baby."

Kanaya nodded her head, and she only complied as Keenan led her to the bed.

"I'm a pijitin?" Tawar Keenan, when Kanaya was already lying on the bed.

And again Kanaya just nodded her head without saying anything that made Keenan smile happily. Whether his wife was conscious or not, Keenan did not care. What is important today is that he can freely touch his wife without having to get any more tantrums.

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