Married With Pilots

Married With Pilots
Stalkers


They had arrived at the top floor of a tall building that looked so striking, Keiko was amazed by what she saw, not only a beautiful view of New York City that can be seen from the glass but also the interior and furniture in the room.




From any angle the residence was so perfect, its area might be as large as that one building.


“My love do you like it?” ask Anthonino.


“This place is very beautiful” said Keiko while nodding.


“You prefer this place or our mansion in Moscow?”


“I like both.”


“Then both of them are yours,” said Anthonino as he hugged Keiko from behind, smelling the tip of his wife's head, inhaling the sweet fragrance of the perfume his wife always wore. Sweet fragrance Strowberry, a little childish indeed.


Keiko laughed lightly at her husband's words.


“Hubby you really are a sweet-mouthed man.”


Anthonino did not respond to Keiko's remarks, the girl who is now his wife is really adorable and makes him want to do his best to make her happy.


“Let's take a shower, the waiter has already prepared water for us,” Anthonino said after a while they were dissolved in silence.



“I did not expect, I married a very rich man,” Keiko said in a joking tone when they were still in the bath tube after performing their hot ritual.


“And I also did not expect to marry you, a super model daughter of the Yamada family who is very great, the ruler of technology in Japan,”, said Anthonino while peeping on Keiko's back, “from now on I will take you wherever I go.”


“But what about my job?”


“We will think together later my love.”


Their eyes clashed again, long enough and so deep, but this time ended with Anthonino gently tasting Keiko's lips. Without lust, only love.


After a lavish bath and dinner prepared by the waiters at the pent house, Keiko sat down while playing the piano keys in the room, as if she now had a lot of pianos, imagine how happy Keiko is, he can still play Piano wherever he is, he does not have to fear living in New York for too long or in Moscow, he did not have to rush back to London or Tokyo just because he was worried that his fingers were stiff for too long not to touch his piano keys.


Keiko plays the song "Who's want fall in love"


His fingers are so agile and gleaming pressing his piano keys, he even looks so sedentary every nanda tone created from the touch of his hand.


Keiko had been touching piano keys for years, since childhood he struggled with the piano, but he never got satisfaction, as when he walked on the paint walk.


He felt that walking without direction, aimlessly, the eyes of the people below the stage looking at him with amazed gazes did not satisfy him.


And the piano he feels every time he plays it he feels even though his music is able to touch the hearts of everyone who witnessed his performance but he is still looking for something that he has not been able to touch.


“Granddad I feel there is something I haven't touched every time I play my piano,” he lamented to Edward's master almost every time he has finished his game.


“Sometimes when you will find what you are looking for, he will come to you himself,” said his grandfather master Edward.


“What is granddad?"


“You will find it later, if you feel your heart throb, and sometimes it also hurts like in squeeze.”


Until now he is still looking for what is the meaning of his grandfather's words.


His heart often thumped when recalling and staring at Anthonino's blue eyes, so far that was all he knew. His heart is not normal if he is near the man and if he looks into his eyes his heart beats 10 times faster.


Suddenly he stopped his piano playing and went to the window, looking up at the New York sky at night. Anthonino who was originally standing next to Keiko who was playing his piano frowned at Keiko's sudden change of emotions.


“Why dear? Is something bothering you?”


Keiko stuttered, she did everything outside of her consciousness.


He did not dare to look at Anthonino, he just shook his head.


Their marriage is just a playful, silly wedding creation Keiko who is obsessed with getting married young and having a cute daughter.


‘That's stupid,’ the curse on yourself in the heart.


Moreover, he now felt that he could not be far from this man, the sweet-mouthed man was very rich he must have had many women, and of course also many women wanted him, Keiko could not afford to compete, if he had to compete, such a rich man would have easily thrown it away, replaced it, dumped it.


Surely he will be thrown away if the time comes, while his feelings may grow and he could fall in love with his toy husband.


“I'm sleepy,” said Keiko. "Take me to the room" he asked.


‘Ah stupid why behave like this?’ keiko's inner self cursed her stupid attitude in front of Anthonino.


“Sayang?” Anthonino hugged her from behind, “Did I say something wrong?” they were in the room.


“I only miss my nephew,” Keiko reasoned as best she could.


“Where is he?” Anthonino stroked the hair on Keiko's head.


“Dia in Tokyo,” Keiko replied briefly.


“Let's go to Tokyo now.”


Oh my...!


“Why? You miss Crystal, don't you? I also want to see it.”


Keiko turned her face to the side to look at Anthonino's face, unable to hide her laughter.


“Why laugh?” Anthonino did not understand what Keiko was laughing at.


“You're so funny,” Keiko chuckles


“Why am I funny?” Athonino was confused.


“You seem to have seen it.”


“I see it often, you often show it on your social media.”


Keiko frowned, she turned her body to face Anthonino.


“You're my stalker?” don't they just know? how did this man know he often showed off Crystal on his social media?


Anthonino looked at Keiko, he hid his nervousness as he had just accidentally exposed his own disgrace, his heart was pounding, this kind of feeling was bothering him a lot, every time their eyeballs collide with Anthonino always feels his heartbeat is really excruciating.


“True?”


“Do you think?” Anthonino raised next to his brows, putting on a flat expression hiding his nervousness, however he was an ordinary human, he also had a feeling of nervousness.


“What's your account?” ask Keiko.


“My love, I don't have social media.”


“Give your phone.” pinta Keiko while staring suspiciously at her husband.


“Honey that phone privacy.”


“I'm your wife hubby, I have the right to check your phone.” said Keiko in a slightly flirtatious tone of voice.


Forced to take it, Anthonino gives Keiko his phone.


“Access code?” Keiko asked.


“My wife's date of birth.”


“Since when?”


“Since you officially became Mrs. Petrav,” whispered Anthonino in Keiko's ear, “you also have to replace your phone's access code with my date of birth.”


Keiko laughed lightly, “I don't know your date of birth, you're not famous,” her tease.


“I will register my name on Google and Wikipedia, then see how true I am in seconds.” Anthonino said in a snobbish tone.


“You are so arrogant,” grumbled Keiko while holding out her phone giving Anthonino, “birth date Crystal,” he told Anthonino his phone access code to change his access code.


Keiko burst into laughter as she opened Anthonino's social media account,


“You named your social media account sweet.strowberry? God damn it once.”


There are no followers, and only 1 person is in it, Yamada Keiko.


Anthonino seemed to be smiling shyly, while Keiko still had a mocking smile on her face.


“Since when did you become my stalker?” asked Keiko in a seductive tone.


“Since you've been unmarried,” answered Anthonino lying. Of course a long time ago, since he was hit by a little girl in London!


They had removed the awkwardness that had shackled the two, turning into small jokes and carefree laughter. Even they throw pillows, then watch romantic dramas on television and finally they fall asleep with the position of hugging each other.


The morning after cleaning her body Keiko answered a call from Nameera.


“Kei are you in New York?” tanya Nameera, who knew Keiko was in New York from a post on Keiko's social media.


“Iya I have a job, are you also here?”


“Yes, I'm in New York, Kei sorry I didn't attend your time... I mean..”.


“Oh forget the incident Nameera, no problem,” Keiko replied.


“Kei at which hotel are you staying? Can we meet?” Nameera asked.


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