
For an hour on the way, they were both silent. Not a word came out of the lips of the two.
Anaya prefers to look out the window, while Abian, the man focuses on his phone. They were in the same car.
Luna and Darrel looked at each other and let out a long sigh at the interaction of his son-in-law and son. Is it that hard to bring the two of them together?
Though Luna hopes their homes are harmonious just like her who was married because of an arranged marriage.
After Darrel's car stopped in the courtyard of the mansion, Anaya just got off regardless of them. Even the girl was impressed to ignore her in-laws. Usually, the girl is polite.
“Do you guys fight?” ask Luna. The woman turned her body back so that she could see Abian's face. “What are you doing again with your wife?”
Abian put his phone back in his pocket, then sighed. He had guessed for sure his mother would ask about Anaya's silence.
“Gak Abian apa-apain Ma. He's the one who looks like a boy!” answer Abian.
His meeting with Sandra some time ago upset him. How not to be upset, the shadow of the past when the woman made love to a man she very much recognized is again present in her memory. Open old wounds that he had closed tightly.
“Do not lie! Mama knows your wife's craving again. Though yesterday Naya was fine, why now changed ketus so yes?” Luna stared at Darrel and then turned to look at Abian.
“Again kali Ma, so sensi!” chirp Abian.
“Basic of this brat!” Luna hit Abian's arm which only grimaced in pain. “Quick chase there, woo him. If you keep this up when Mama has her granddaughter!” Luna looked up and folded her hands under her chest.
“And from now on there are no bed separations!” coined.
“What does Mama mean? Who split the bed?” ask Abian. He was surprised to hear Luna say. How did the woman know that she had split the bed with Anaya?
“Udah do not have to pretend to forget the memory. Remember Mama's words, you must immediately love a grandson! Or Mama–” Luna stops talking when the car window is knocked by someone.
Then quickly, Luna opened it. “What else is Theo?! You didn't see us talking seriously, huh?!” his jolt, making Theo unable to wart and silent place.
“Sorry Madam, Mr. Gavian has arrived. He was waiting in the living room.” after saying that Theo went straight from there before getting hit by Luna and also Abian.
Because Abian would have never agreed that Gavian lived there with him.
“What did Theo say earlier? Gavian stay with me?!” furious Abian.
“Mama must be with Papa who told ‘kan? What the hell did Ma. If Mama wants to have a grandchild Gavian should stay with Mama!” the protest did not accept Luna's decision.
Seeing how Gavian's attitude all this time to his wife while in the hospital alone had made her heart burn. Especially now, his sister had to live with him. They will meet more often every day.
“No rejection! Anyway Gavian will stay and you should also immediately love Mama's grandson point!”
“But, Ma–”
“Enough!” this time it was not Luna who answered, but Darrel. Seeing his wife and son arguing made his head dizzy. “Now you are in! Gavian's business, we'll think about it again. Because this is a trivial problem that does not have to be exaggerated, understand!” he insisted without wanting to be denied.
Not to be, Abian said. Especially if Darrel has spoken firmly like that. He goes inside the house after Luna and Darrel leave the mansion.
He stepped slowly with both feet enduring the pain, supporting his large body. Abian tried to get used to walking again without using a wheelchair.
“Where is the boy Theo?”
Theo frowned confusedly. “What do you mean Mr Gavian?”
“Whom do you think you are?”
“Mr Gavian has entered his room upstairs, right next to yours,” he replied lightly without sin.
“What? Next to my room?!” screeched Abian and again in surprise. Just look at his face currently flushed with the anger. “Is this also part of Mama's plan?” tanyakanya.
Theo nodded. The man had already guessed that Abian would definitely be surprised to hear his answer. There was no intentional element at all, as he did that due to Luna's request.
Theo had to do it. Otherwise his fate would have ended under the bridge.
“There is still a guest room, Theo! Why should it be in–”
“Mr Gavian is not a guest, but your younger brother. Shouldn't it be if we treat her special?” Theo smiled inwardly, it seems like Luna's plan worked.
Yes, the middle-aged woman had deliberately asked Gavian to stay in her son's mansion just to make Abian jealous. In addition, Luna was also still upset when she saw with her own eyes that Anaya and Abian were sleeping in separate rooms.
After arguing for quite a while with her personal assistant, Abian decides to step into her room.“Since when has he been such a dissident?!” muttered.
Abian then turned his head when he heard the bathroom door open. He saw his wife come out of there wearing a towel wrapped around his chest. Shows its smooth, clean white skin without blemishes.
“Shits!” abian's curse in the heart. Didn't the girl see him at all and it was as if in this room there was only him.
Realizing like someone was watching her, Anaya immediately turned around. Both her eyes were perfectly patterned when she saw her husband looking at her. As if it were a soft meal.
“Aaamph!” no time Anaya shouted, his lips were silenced first by Abian.
“Sstt. I'm off but I promise not to scream. You want that brat and Theo to think?” Abian whispered softly right in Anaya's ear.
Her breath could be felt by the girl, hitting the skin of her neck. Make the fur of Anaya's nape bristles for a moment.
Anaya nodded as a sign that she agreed with Abian and would not scream. “Basic pervert!” pekik Anaya did not accept being touched suddenly like this.
“Ck! Mesum same wife herself what's wrong?”
Their positions are still turned on each other. Abian simply removed his hand from Abaya's lips, but not her body.
“What do you want?” Anaya was nervous to death. Especially when she felt something behind her husband's pants stabbing her thigh.
He was truly sorry for refusing Luna's request to stay with him for a few days in the woman's mansion. And even have to live with her husband.
“Can I ask for my rights now as your husband?” abian asked by pressing each sentence. Resisting the passion that makes the head up and down dizzy.
“A-what?!” pekik Anaya's.
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