My ex-Ipar Candidate
Good Man (For Radha)
Long enough Gian raced in solitude, the man now came out and looked fresher. Even so, still the streak of his anger is not as easy as it is lost, in silence, Gian noticed the Wife who looks difficult to move her legs.
Whether what his wife does during his time in the bathroom to wear clothes alone is not perfect, the man can catch the insanity of Radha that makes his laughter trapped in anger. Until even though in his eyes looks funny, he tried his hardest to hold back his laughter.
"Sister."
Radha tried to step even though it was difficult, since then she waited. Hopefully Gian will not be that angry again with him, the woman intends to approach Gian, after previously preparing Gian's clothes and he put them on the bed.
"Ehm, there's no need to come any closer, Ra."
His heart was stunned, the cold nature of Gian who used to make him squeak is now back he feels. Sick, terbesit sentence asked, why Gian returned, but his lips choked. The anger he created himself became the reason why radha chose silence.
Reluctant as if he was a victim of a problem he made himself, Radha fully realized that this was his fault. However, his actions did disappoint Gian.
"Sister, I'd like to talk to you for a second."
The woman tried to reopen the conversation, whether she received it or not, at least an apology would come out of her lips, Radha thought.
"Don't move much if you don't want to get sick, Ra."
Even without returning that regretful gaze, Gian could not let his wife stay silent for too long. The man asks Radha to remain silent, just sit down and rest if she is sick.
"Sorry, Brother."
The short sentence, which sounded so sweet in Gian's ear was finally revealed. With a face full of regret, Radha did not for a moment release her husband who was wearing the clothes he prepared.
"Sorry about what?" the question is getting colder, Gian wants to see how much his efforts melt the disappointment that is now imprinted in his mind.
"Huft, you can't explain it, can you?"
After a while Gian waited, but only silence he got. Radha did not answer the husband's question. Maybe he was confused, and Gian was actually trying to understand that.
"Forget it, I'm not going to sue you," he glanced at Radha, understanding the beautiful bead his wife was asking for understanding.
"I-I just haven't been able to, brother, give me a minute."
"And I don't want my school to be interrupted if I get pregnant like Mama said" she added, just two sentences, two sentences that shook her soul as if the world was about to end.
Gian stopped his activity, the man was busy drying his hair and was staring at the reflection of his handsome face in the mirror. Quiet for a moment while re-examining the meaning of Radha's speech, what kind of readiness Radha meant, and time? How much longer does Radha need.
He won't say much, enough Radha understands what he should be. The man sighed slowly, approached and now rubbed the wife's small shoulder.
"Sister will wait for you, Zura, whenever you really accept me as your owner."
The words were so deep, indeed Radha felt that she was walking on the path of sin. The blade that was so sharp he was punching, I don't know when the blade hurt him, only Radha was able to predict.
"Allow your clothes, honey, Mama will ask a lot if you see you like this."
A warm smile began to Radha get, as soon as Gian back well, but did not rule out the man was able to turn like a monster in a short time. And clearly Radha is trying to align herself with Gian's nature.
"Ah? I-yes, Brother."
It's that easy, just because Radha's little prihal flushed. Realizing his clothes were upside down embarrassed him instantly. Obviously he was embarrassed, because it can show how the mess Radha up to something like that can be wrong.
"Hm."
Gian moved, and was about to spray perfume all over his body. Not fully back yet, Radha wants Gian to be completely without the anger he was before. He forgot that his leg was still hurting.
"Amkkkh!!"
Almost he fell, the intention of the heart wanted to follow Gian's steps but the woman actually got this kind of bad thing, lucky Gian quickly grabbed his body.
"Zura!! Watch your step, my God!!"
"Are you really stupid or what? Don't you understand that too? Sit down, Zura ... don't move much!"
Full of pressure, Gian let out a rough sigh. This time his wife was amazing. And Gian closed his eyes, holding back all the words that he was afraid to let out and hurt Radha because of his excessive worry.
"I just want to come with Brother."
"Currently, it could have been you, before you ran as if I were a criminal to you, you little boy."
"It's different" elak Radha poked his lips.
In the end, Gian did not survive in his anger, the soft voice and cute face of Radha seemed to make him forget that he should be angry.
"Haaah, you're really troublesome, Zura."
He nodded his wife's tiny body, and the sofa in the corner of the room became his goal. If he let it go, maybe Radha's legs will swell tomorrow.
Slowly, Gian took his wife down. Unlike before, he wanted his wife to be okay. Gian knelt down and examined Radha's legs, there were some reddish spots there, and of course it hurt.
"Aaww!! Brother do not press," he grimaced while holding back Gian's fingers who wanted to check some reddish marks.
"It hurts?"
Silly question, why should I ask. Without Radha screaming, Gian should be able to interpret. And as a good husband, Gian with little ability prihal joints trying to massage his wife's ankle.
"Sister!! Don't be so strong."
"Not yet I started it," said Gian mendelik while pulling the corner of the lips, the woman's legs have been made sure to dislocate, because Radha fell quite strong because the step was fast.
So quietly, Gian massaged his ankle. Radha bit her lip. Whatever Gian did, he still felt pain. Indeed, Gian should have done since, but in order to avoid things that are not good due to emotions, Gian chose to postpone it.
"She's too good," Radha's inner self caught up in her guilt, staring at Gian who was so sincere and considerate despite the overwhelming emotion that Radha seemed to be stuck.
Realize correctly, in this case he must learn to mature. Put yourself in position and remove what you don't need in life. Unknowingly his smile grew so warm, looking at Gian who was now taking care of his feet.
If Gian could understand, the fear and everything that Radha had in mind. Perhaps, the rights that Gian always hoped for through subtle coercion will not happen again.
As if reluctant to let go, the beautiful bead was still kept anchored to his good man. A figure that is feared by many people, but very warm when faced with it.
"Rho? Zura?"
Radha gasped, while Gian patted her face. The woman was too deep in contemplation and made her unconscious with the environment.
"Hmm, have you, brother?"
"Yes, does it still hurt?"
The man sat down by Radha's side, watching her beautiful face, which now gave her a smile. His thanks, the pain in his legs seemed to decrease and Gian only returned with a smile.
"Other times be careful, yes, and do not run away from Brother .. refuse well if you do not want to, dear."
"Sister loves you, Zura, and Brother is not willing if you are hurt even a little, that's all," he added, gently caressing his smooth cheeks, Gian trying his best so that there is no inner conflict.
So soft, but the sentence can be interpreted as the highest peak of disappointment. Radha lowered her head, linked her fingers and was confused as to what sentence to answer.
"Ck, your hair looks more like a bunch of grubs, you haven't tidied it up, hm?"
Switching the conversation, Gian did not want to make Radha feel more wrong. The man stroked the wife's black mane which was unusually tangled, it was true, the man would be able to melt if all he faced was the woman he loved.
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