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S2. Twenty Two

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They spent almost half the day in their room. Don't ask them what they're doing, obviously they're newlyweds. The answer lies at the core of the word bride.

It was almost dark, and the two of them were sitting at the dinner table without any dishes. This is what makes Caca intend to start his second step into a wife. He had cooked rice into the cooker, and continued cutting some vegetables to be made soup. As for Nolan, he was very busy right now. Busy watching his beautiful wife moving around making dinner for them after doing a few rounds of L—eh, do not discuss. Nolan had promised Caca not to discuss their bed. The reason is so stupid, because of shame.

“Tomorrow want in masakin what?” caca asked, taking a seat in front of Nolan and sitting while squeaking a pain in his groin.

Instead of focusing on Caca's question, Nolan was busy paying attention to how Caca's expression with a plain face without makeup polish that looks beautiful, then it came down to the neck where there were some small red marks that he made unconsciously because it was too late in the valley of the beauty of the heaven of the world earlier, then back to Caca's lips that he really wanted to record because of addiction.

“You still sick?”

Well, escape too right? Sure after this debate will be heard because of the lack of speech from Nolan's side.

Caca's face blushed. “Udah I said no need to discuss right?” ketus Caca covered the shame that still covered her.

“Sorry, but I don't have the heart to see you like that pain.”

Caca intends to stand up and go back to check the cuisine.

“Besok mornings do not need to cook. I'm cooling down overtime again with you.” said Nolan in front of Caca, where do you get it, right?

Caca turned his head and glared at Nolan. What the fuck is that guy? Isn't it three, ah no, four rounds in half a day? Ask for nambah tonight? That's not gonna happen, dude.

“Nol, you want to make my bones crumpled like a chicken pock Bensu?”

Nolan let out a laugh when Caca likened himself to the famous artist's beefy chicken food product.

“Yes is not like a heck of chicken too, Caca darling?”

Caca nodded. “You don't like it anymore On.”

“Sorry, release.”

Not caring for Nolan's reasons, Caca returned to the pantry to pick up the powdered pepper, then poured it over the spoon.

“Later malem promise not naughty deh.”

Amused himself, Caca did not want to respond. She could have been consumed by the seduction of her husband who was so stunning on the bed. Lho?

“Sayang ..”

Caca was surprised because Nolan was suddenly behind his back and hugged him affectionately. Nolan also kissed his shoulder and neck recess several times.

“Geli. You just sit there, soon to meet the food.” Caca's word, but Nolan did not care and even played naughty around Caca's neck. “Awsss, Zero.” strangles Caca when she feels her neck being sucked firmly by Nolan.

“No want, same want you keep.”

Well, this husband is bucin or what the hell? Caca was left speechless by Nolan's mannerisms.

“Yes, eat first Zero. Laper.”

Nolan smiled meaningfully. “So, later can malem?”

Grunting loudly until his snot came close to coming out, Caca nodded to make Nolan happy.

“Asyik.” said Nolan, then distanced himself and returned to sitting on the dining table chair waiting for the soup made by his wife to be served.

I don't know how many times Caca shook his head today. Nolan, like, doesn't look like Nolan who usually puts a cool image in front of everyone. Caca felt like he was lucky to see this side of Nolan that no one else had ever known.

One wild thought suddenly teased Caca. Do they need to try it at the office? So that the image boss of a Nolan is more dominant? Who knows, Nolan would look even more furious if he did it there?

Crazy one!

Caca hastily brushed that thought out of his head. But curiosity continues to encourage Caca to realize this in order to materialize.

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And the holiday filled with the newlyweds' affection must end. Nolan must return to being the person who carries out the responsibilities of several companies in addition to being the head of the family.

The work he stayed for a week made him unable to work all day. His phone was cold on the table, his finger was busy signing the file he needed to sign after checking and re-sorting. And he is also preoccupied with fieldwork that will take several days to force him not to meet his beloved wife. Not to mention some television stations who invited him as a VVIP guest at several awards events, most of which he had refused. He no longer has an interest in being a public figure in the love of many women. He was married and should not have hurt his beloved wife when he saw her name called by another woman.

Shortly as her mind began to fill up again with Caca's figure, the door to her study was knocked three times and a fiery red-talking female figure tilted her head and walked in.

“What's up, Ren?” nolan asked Reni without turning his eyes to the file he was signing, the woman who worked as his second secretary after Dharma cut her distance.

“There are looking for you outside, sir.”

Nolan stopped his overworked finger, staring at Reni with a curious frown. “Who?” tanyakanya. As Nolan recalled, he had no appointments to meet anyone today.

“A woman. He forced meet with an—”

Reni's words stopped as a woman's voice chimed in. Nolan's eyes widened to see the figure. His heart felt pain because massalu as if thrown in front of his face. His fingers were clenched, pinning the pen in his hand.

Tiana, that woman appeared after so many years of disappearing without any news like being swallowed by the earth.

Nolan's patient face turned hard. Either way, he had a painful trauma because of this woman. He still could not accept when he remembered his mother died from a disease caused by the presence of this woman.

“Hai, son. Long time no see.”

There was no response from Nolan. Only a sharp straight gaze directed at the woman who had an age almost the same as the late father.

“Ren, you may leave.” Nolan's word to his secretary so that no private conversation between him and Tiana is heard by the secretary. Reni responded quickly and left Nolan's room after saying goodbye with a polite nod and bow.

“What are you suddenly coming here?” nolan asked, still trying to bring their conversation to normal limits.

“I? Why ask your mother that?”

“But sorry, you are not my mother.” firmly Nolan with jaw that already looks tight. Her heart ached when this woman claimed to be her mother. Secretly Nolan touched his chest, rubbing his Saturn.

“Ah, yes. Almost forgot. I'm not your mother, but your father—”

“Do not talk to me. I am not unemployed that you can disturb at any time.”

Tiana smiled in oblique fashion. Very presumptuous of this young man to her who was older. Nolan should have respected and respected himself more.

“Ah, okay. There are some things I want to talk to you about. As someone who has been in your papa's life.”

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Nolan came home with a lethargic and tired face that Caca had never seen before. She greeted her husband by grabbing the man's briefcase and taking him into the room.

With a gentle gesture, Caca grabbed Nolan's neck tie and took it off patiently.

“You want me to make coffee?” caca asked, offering a warm drink that might ease the burden and fatigue of the husband.

“Ngak. I want a shower and dinner.” said Nolan expressionlessly which could be read easily by Caca.

Caca stared softly and attentively, then rubbed the chest of Nolan's field slowly.

“You, any problems in the office?”

Nolan remained silent. He did not want Tiana's arrival to be something that made Caca uncomfortable at his side. Yeah, at least that's what Nolan's thinking right now.

“Eumm.” answered Nolan while nodding his head. I swear, he did not want to make Caca feel disturbed by the personal problems of his family that years ago he considered it had been completed, it turned out that now re-emerged and threatened his household that was still a lifetime of corn. “Eat outside yuk. Kangen motoran same you.” timpal Nolan trying to shift the topic. And honestly, he was eager to offload his mind by driving free air like he had always done before.

“Bby. I also miss you bonceng.” said Caca agreed to Nolan's proposal that sounds fun.

And here they are both now. Pushing the capital's night streets with Nolan's legendary motorbike ten years ago, accompanied by street lights that look festive along the street.

There's no talk. Nolan just silently stared blankly at the streets as his mind flew at his meeting and conversation with Tiana this afternoon. Then, his daydream was scummed when he felt Caca's hand circles tightened.

“What problem do you have?” caca asked with a muffled sound of wind.

Nolan took off one palm from the steering wheel of the motor, then cupped Caca's palm in front of his stomach. “Nggak.”

“You can't lie to me, Zero. You look not like you usually since last afternoon came home from the office.” complained Caca who realized the difference in Nolan's attitude since returning from work.

Caca got closer, inhaling the scent of Nolan who became his favorite. While Nolan again circulated his eyes on the road that stretched in front of him. Tiana's words again loomed in her memory.

Follow my will, or I'll ruin your marriage. []

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