Married With Pilots
Street thugs

When he was about to return to the hotel Keiko whined to feel like riding a train in Guangzhou, so he ordered Arima to return first, but Arima refused firmly, so he told him, the man chose to leave the car on appeal to leave his master.

“Let my people take care of the car,” replied Arima.

“As far as you are,” said Anthonino as he stepped towards the nearest train station.

“Hubby, do you have family here?” keiko asked as they stood on the edge of the platform waiting for the train to come.

”My grandparents and grandfather are here,” replied Anthonino.

“Why not visit them?”

“We will visit them later, we will bring them great-grandchildren,” Anthonino said as he kissed the back of Keiko's palm.

“Am I pregnant?” ask Keiko.

“Do you think?” Anthonino asked back.

Not yet had Keiko answered the train they were waiting for coming, because it was the afternoon where it was the employee's hour back from work, the train became overcrowded. They were standing by the door because there was no bench left, Anthonino locked Keiko's body in his arm so that his wife would not be nudged by the other passengers. Sometimes Anthonino also justifies the hat his wife wears so that people do not recognize his face, Keiko even wears a mask on his face.

After they got off the train, Keiko rushed to open her mask. “Sometimes I envy an ordinary girl,” murmured while putting a mask in her jacket pocket.

Anthonino grabbed onto Keiko's shoulders as they stepped leisurely without answering Keiko's words.

Just now that they had come out of the station three people dressed like a hoodlum suddenly confronted them, their arms were filled with tattoos. Keiko suddenly shriveled and closed her body to Anthonino.

“Hubby are we going to be robbed?” Keiko asked in her innocent tone.

“No, they're just drunkards who need money,” whispered Anthonino slowly using English.

“Give me your wallet!!!” said one of the three rogues, while banging an object that resembled a baseball bat into the palm of his hand.

“Hubby, just give me your wallet,” Keiko's voice sounds vibrating, even her body has also trembled her white face looks deathly pale like her blood flow has stopped.

Anthonino clasped his wife's head dunked into his chest, “don't look, close your eyes dear,” whispered Anthonino calmly.

“Arima, take care of them, find out who sent them,” hissed Anthonino, his chest rumbling with anger, holding back, if only there had been no innocent girl stuck in his chest he would have shot the heads of the three street thugs, Anthonino was eager to pull the gun around his waist if he did not consider the possibility that his wife might be afraid of him.

He flicked Arima's fingers and a plain-clothed man standing not far from where they were standing immediately came forward to beat up the street thug.

Her jaw hardened while lifting Keiko's body, carrying her bridal style forward kakiny towards the hotel, while Keiko still hid her face in Anthonino's chest until they arrived inside the hotel room where they were staying.

“Open your eyes dear, we are safe,” whispered Anthonino.

“Did they take your wallet?” asked Keiko in a soft voice.

“Arima cleared them up,” replied Anthonino with amused feelings, does his wife think his wallet will be easily handed over to a street bagundal?

“Where is Arima? Is he hurt?” Keiko immediately tries to rid herself of Anthonino once she hears Arima facing the thugs who are blocking them.

Anthonino smiled, “they are not Arima's opponent, let's clean our bodies, after that we eat.”

“But--”

“Are you a gangster?” ask Keiko with a silly mimic.

“Gangster is only in action movies dear,” replied Anthonino with a cold eye glint.

“Really?” keiko asked, she was not sure, she was suspicious of her husband, her husband was very good at shooting, her husband was cold-handed, her husband could silence the media, her husband had many very strict and hidden bodyguards.

Anthonino nodded, “Let's take a shower, my body feels sticky, we're living outdoors too much today, and you must also be tired right?”

Keiko nodded even though she was a little dissatisfied with her husband's answer, she was sure that there was something her husband was hiding.

In the morning Keiko ate her breakfast gracefully, occasionally glancing towards Anthonino who was sitting right in front of her, the man had finished with his breakfast, he said, he only ate two loaves of bread and a cup of coffee that morning.

“Today I will fly my own plane, do you want to sit on the bench co pilot?” ask Anthonino.

“Where is your pilot?” keiko asked seoalh not interested in her husband's offer.

“Am I not a pilot?” Anthonino asked back.

“You are not a pilot,” protest Keiko.

“My pilot license is impossible to revoke, even if I lose the company, I can still work as a pilot again,” replied Anthonino in a confident tone.

“Good, at least my husband is not unemployed,” Keiko replied indifferently.

“You will never be able to leave me even if I become unemployed of my love,” Anthonino said in a teasing tone.

“You are confident,” said Keiko covered her nervousness, she widened her eyes because she felt at Anthonino's tease.

“I miss flying a plane, for me flying a plane and seeing the world from above, piercing the clouds very soothing” Anthonino's voice sounds bitter, for what reason, only he knows.

Keiko blinked her eyes at the face of her husband who seemed to be thinking about something.

“While there is now more fun than flying a plane,” Anthonino corrects his words as he realizes his wife is looking at him with a suspicious look.

“Oh yes what is it?” keiko asked nonchalantly while devouring the peppers from her fork.

Anthonino did not answer, his gaze instead moved on the hands of Keiko who was now busy piercing Cherry tomatoes with his fork but apparently the tomatoes looked slippery and rolled on his plate, Anthonino smiled knot, but he was not happy, he took his fork and stabbed the tomato with a fork in his hand and then fed it into Keiko's mouth.

‘Truly like a child,’ Inner Anthonino gaunty.

Finally, Keiko's breakfast was finished with Anthonino's help.

“Hubby what time do we fly to Tokyo?”

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