
"Why was it so surprised?" ask Regan.
Shea circulated the look looking clock that was in the living room. Time's four o'clock, and Regan's home. "Sir Regan why did you come home?" tanyakanya.
"Yes, Bryan told me you were going out of town, so I came home early to play with Al, before you brought him in tomorrow morning." Regan also explained to Shea the intention of his return faster.
"Oh .. " answered Shea who understood. "Let's go in then!" Shea widens her door and lets Regan in.
The two of them walked into the living room where the two cute babies were. Regan took the time to wash her hands before she touched her children.
"Well ... What's your daddy doing?" ask Regan. She was really anxious to see the two little babies sleeping with elephant pillows. Elephant legs seemed to be bolting them, and the two babies were cool to play elephant feet.
Regan teases baby Al and El and makes the two babies laugh. Shea who saw the scene, was very happy, because it turned out Regan was much more changed. Her sister-in-law's husband smiles more when with his son.
"What time is it going to go?" ask Regan. His eyes were staring at baby Al and El turned to look at Shea.
"Around six in the morning, sister, so as not to get stuck," Shea explained, "so later let Al sleep here," he continued.
"Yes, okay. I'll go home by myself." Regan slid a smile on her lips. She turns to baby Al and El back. "Later to be smart, don't bother mommy Shea and daddy Bryan" Regan told baby Al.
The little baby simply replied with a mutter and made Shea and Regan laugh together because of the vague mutterings from baby Al.
Along with Shea and Regan laughing, Bryan walks into the house. The housekeeper who was in front of the house, making Bryan can go straight in because the door is not in the key. When he entered the house, Bryan heard Regan and Shea laughing very cheerfully and it made his feelings turbulent.
"Mr …." Bryan cleared his throat to stop the laughter of Shea and Regan.
Hearing a dull sound, Regan and Shea turned their heads. "Honey, you're home" Shea said. She stood up and approached her husband. His hand grabbed the bag Bryan was carrying.
Bryan lands a kiss on Shea's forehead while explaining her return. "I came home early, so I could prepare for our departure tomorrow." Her eyes turned to Regan who was sitting in front of baby Al and El. "Son Regan's home yet?" tanyakanya.
"Yes, because tomorrow you're leaving so I want to play Al first."
"Oh …." Bryan nodded his head. "Darling with me in the room for a while" Bryan said, staring at Shea.
"I'll take Al and El for a minute, sister," Bryan said, turning to Regan.
"Yes, go! I'll take care of them" Regan replied, flirting with the two little babies in front of her.
Having answered his sister-in-law, Bryan pulled Shea's hand and went into the room.
Bryan closed the door immediately after entering. Shea puts down Bryan's bag, but suddenly his hand is pulled by Bryan.
Just one blow left Shea's body unsteady and went into Bryan's arms. Without waiting for a cue, Bryan buried his aunt on Shea's lips. He took a sweet sip on his wife's lips.
Shea who gets a kiss feels a strange thing, because the sip that Bryan does feels rough and not soft as usual. He also pushed Bryan's body. "Why are you so rude?" tanyakanya.
Bryan was frustrated. His jealousy made him treat his wife harshly. "Sorry." One word came out of Bryan's mouth.
"What actually happened to you? I saw you change?" Shea asked the question a lot, but she never got a definitive answer from Bryan.
Shea's forehead is wrinkled deep. She did not understand why her husband could say that. "Are you not aware, every day Al is with us, how can I stay away from Regan's sister?"
"I've been trying to get you away by picking up Al and waiting for Regan's brother to leave for work, but why are you laughing with him."
Shea only understands that her husband is jealous when she is with Regan. The laughter that Bryan might have meant the closeness to Regan, made Bryan so upset.
Closing her body to Bryan's, Shea's hand reached Bryan's waist. "Look at me!" shea Pinta.
Bryan who was still so overwhelmed with emotions did not want to see it. He lazily had to look at his wife with anger.
Shea's hand grabbed Bryan's cheek, making him look at her. "I love you, do you doubt it?" One sentence that sounded soft but so sharp from Shea's mouth.
"Not so," elak Bryan. He sighed in frustration.
"If you believe I love you, what are you afraid of?"
"I'm …." Bryan could not continue his words. She hugged Shea. "I'm just afraid of losing you."He was finally able to continue his words.
"I know, but don't you know I love you so much, and after all, Regan loves Selly. So what are you afraid of?"
Bryan only replied with a nod of his head. She herself realized her jealousy really made her emotional.
"Don't doubt me, 'cause it hurt me." Shea's hands gently caressed Shea's back.
"Sorry." That's all Bryan can say.
Shea smiled behind Bryan's back. "The word jealous is a sign of affection, but if done excessively will take away the affection," Shea said, "this time I will forgive you, but if you doubt my love, I won't forgive you" Shea said, releasing her arms and reaching out to Bryan.
"Yes, I won't doubt you."
One kiss landed on Bryan's lips. Shea hopes that with her kiss, she can ease her husband's emotions. However, his kiss turns into a kiss, as Bryan pulls Shea's body and deepens the kiss.
After his emotions subsided, Bryan removed the link of his lips. Shea's softness is indeed effective in relieving her emotions. He was lucky, his wife was so gentle to him except in certain moments.
"Clean yourself, I'll get your clothes ready." Shea takes off her embrace and helps Bryan take off his shirt. Bryan nodded and went to clean himself up.
After cleaning up, Bryan returns to meet Regan in the living room. Shea and Bryan looked ordinary after their quarrel. Shea had already asked Bryan not to involve anyone else, as their problems were sourced from themselves.
Shea gets busy in the kitchen and lets two daddies play with their child. Letting Bryan throw away his jealousy by always being close to Regan.
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