My ex-Ipar Candidate
CHAPTERS 173. His love is an order.
Wife? Wait, Juan didn't hear wrong, did he? The man looked at Radha questioningly. The corner of his lips hurt amazingly, using what style Gian actually he also did not understand. What he felt now was not only pain, but also shame.
“How dare you look at me?”
Juan grimaced, after successfully making him look weak in the eyes of the people, now Gian increasingly make him cornered. Trying to look fine, Juan tidied up his actual clothes.
“Sorry everyone, this is just a small matter .. no need to worry,” Erick explained to his guests who are now interested in the sudden commotion.
If Erick is embarrassed or not, of course he is embarrassed. Because who is now here is not only his friends, but colleagues and other important people. These two friends, who had a very memorable first meeting, wanted Erick to congratulate Juan, congratulations for not fainting.
“Huft, Juan .. Because you're older, succumb to this once yes,” pinta Erick pleads for understanding to his little friend.
Not wanting to complicate matters, Juan relented and left the place without saying anything. His sharp bead looked at Gian and Radha at the same time, there was a grudge that might never end in the man he had met for the first time.
“Yes God, Gian ... You forgot the place or how?”
Andrew and Heru pat Erick on the shoulder slowly, giving strength so that Erick is not high blood with the action of his best friend. They are reluctant to comment on what Gian did, because Gian has been indiscriminate if other men touch his woman.
“Ck, shut up! Your fault invited that stress poet.”
Remembering Juan, the damn poem was still clearly imagined in Gian's mind. Things that might make him will hate literature in the future, see the word for word that Juan sent to make Gian traumatized.
“Penemy?” The three stared at each other, confused as to what Gian meant. Because as far as Erick knew, there was no poet he knew, Gian was increasingly heard making up in his ears.
For now, the truest goal is home, Gian no longer cares Erick will ban him or how. Without a sound he pulled Radha's wrist and walked casually out as if nothing had happened.
“She is still the same, when is her treatment?” Andrew shook his head slowly, nothing changed from Gian, especially his emotions.
“There may be a change, even if I notice Gian is worse than when with Adinda first.”
Erick opened his voice, the name of the woman who had long become unyielding in their friendship environment was now heard again. As a friend who has long been with Gian, the flow of Gian's life as if he knew almost the whole.
“Stop saying that name, you don't want your tongue to be cut into three parts right?” Andrew just reminded, before it happens it is better avoided, he thought.
“Hm, I think that rule no longer applies,” Erick calms his best friend who is now worried if the man they are gossiping about knows everything.
“In your opinion, but not necessarily according to him will be so.” Heru agrees more with Andrew than with him, even though Gian has a new life but they must know that the mad man is incredibly vindictive.
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“Ehem, angry huh?”
Along the way, Gian only focused on driving without staring at his wife for a moment. The anger that erupted in his mind made Gian as if blind, even now Radha realized that the way home to his home had passed Gian since then.
“Still ask,” chirps Gian cold, and economical of course.
His disheveled face is really real, Gian's mind is currently too chaotic. What he had just seen really hurt him, even as quickly as anger spread through his body.
Repeatedly Gian convinced himself that Radha was only his, how he had lost to be the reason why Gian was so afraid.
Decided to go back to the apartment for a while, actually Radha because she had not been here for a long time. And obviously the atmosphere will feel different, he thought.
"You want me in Mama's court, Ra?"
Perhaps if sorted, the one that Gian feared in the world after his Lord, was the anger of Jelita. Because it was clear that her mother witnessed how she behaved in the crowd, making her mother ashamed was enough reason for Jelita to curse her eldest son.
As a wife who for tonight didn't ask much, Radha just nodded obediently. Do not want to make Gian increasingly in the wrong position, because he knows all is wrong Juan who plays comot belongs to people.
The room that Radha had not met for so long, with a different feeling now she was again laying her body on this soft bed. There was no dust, and everything was still fine, Radha thought.
"Sister take a bath first, you're not coming, Ra?"
"No, it's cold."
The short answer that successfully made Gian cut him down, a little unrequited to his ears to hear Radha's rejection.
Still had time to grieve, hoping his wife would change her intentions. But how, Radha did not seem to care about him at all, the woman now turned to open the curtains of the room, the night view out there is more beautiful than Gian's body.
"Basar is insensitive" he whispered, but Radha could still hear, though not clearly.
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The gurgling water began to stop, Radha who was now cleaning the rest of the make-up on her face turned a glance towards the bathroom door. The man with greater emotion than his body approached with a towel wrapped around his waist.
I don't know, he was an adult or how, Radha looked amazed Gian, not even a second he blinked his eyes. He was indifferent but now his eyes cannot lie.
"Obviously, do you want to see another one, Ra?" The laughter sounded crisp, Radha throbbed with a reddened face, regretting that she looked at the man.
"Such PD, my people are not intentionally, it's in the stomach of Brother why there are scars," said Radha divert the conversation that is real.
"Oh yeah? Did you see that gawking scar?" goda Gian is getting closer, habitually, after a shower instead of changing clothes.
"Well, let alone." Being his wife does not mean Radha no longer has shame, often caught wet staring amazed Gian is the thing that managed to make it difficult to breathe.
Gian did not answer, the face looked glum but not too make the atmosphere change. He rubbed his wet hair, and there was a worldly quarrel, Radha who was afraid of getting wet issued words of pearl because Gian made the table filled with splashes of water.
"So why, what a caper!" It was quite rude, but Gian only responded with a faint smile.
"Caper? What's caper, Ra?"
"Find attention!! Here's an example, why would you try this." Radha ruffled her husband's hair, not rough but not a gesture of affection.
"You're my wife, it's natural to seek attention .. You want her brother caper to bi Asih?" asked Gian pinching his face was strong enough, not sick but enough to make his skin tissue stretch.
"Yes that's not it, too," he said crashing Gian's nosy hand.
"Honey, take a bath dong," pinta Gian with a voice that sounded compassionate, begging Radha to actually do it.
"So why did you ask to take a shower? It's cold, brother."
"Your hand, there's another man touching it .... Brother is not willing, understand, Azzura." The smile that Gian gave before passed, more to the threat that he obeyed the will of her husband. And had no other way, he had to go to the bathroom even though he later took a duck bath.
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