
“Tuan .. wake up Mr.” Roger, whose article was in his room, was immediately shocked to wake his master who until now was still asleep.
“Tuan .. let's wake up Sir,” said Roger again shaking Faris' body in haste.
“Emmm what is Ger?” faris asked still with the net closed.
“Tonight Mr Faisal and Mrs had a meeting with Mr Faisal's adoptive family, do we have to follow them?” roger explained what he had just heard from the eavesdropping device that was still stuck in his ear.
At once Faris was immediately jumped to hear Roger's explanation, “Where is the place?” asked Faris who immediately got up from her sleep.
“Not knowing Sir, they're not talking about anything. I'll track where they go immediately.” Roger immediately operated his tablet, trying to trace where Faisal and Aisha would go through a wiretap that he accidentally installed on the back of Faisal's phone.
While Faris immediately ran to the bathroom to just clean his body and prepare with his surveillance of the wife.
“I got the location, Sir,” said Roger with a little shout because Faris position is still in the walk in closet.
“Good. We leave now.” As usual, the young master stepped in with his wife, trying to find his fortune to save his household.
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Roger parked his car quite far from Abbas's residence, where Faisal took his wife and mother-in-law to meet the adoptive family who had been raising him.
For a while Faris was still calmly listening to every conversation that took place inside the mansion. Until suddenly Faris straightened his body when the senses of his listeners caught a sound like a slap in the middle of their conversation, also heard a woman pronouncing a curse that he now knows if it was intended for his wife, Aisha.
Faris felt very sick to hear the woman he loved being blamed, but he knew that his wife had never done what Ayla alleged. And what makes Faris sick the most is the expression of Aisha who just silently accepted all Ayla's accusations.
Hearing Ayla who continued to corner his wife, making Faris' blood boil instantly, he could not stay silent to hear his wife was treated like that. Just about to reach the handle of the car door, as fast as Roger held it.
“Don't be rash, Sir. Madam can certainly handle it,” said Roger gave advice, he also understood that at this time Faris was really upset so it made him not think clearly.
Faris also undoes his intention because a moment later he heard the voice of Aisha who tried to straighten out what the woman did not do.
Until after a long debate, Faris was again made to panic because he heard the voice of his mother-in-law and Faisal who seemed to call his wife's name.
“Ger my wife why Ger?” faris asked in a panic when she no longer found her wife's voice.
“I can not be quenched,” he said later and immediately opened the door of his car intending to approach the Abbas residence and take Aisha.
But again his steps had to stop when the sky water suddenly fell, making him return to the car grabbed an umbrella to protect himself from the rain. Not because Faris was afraid of getting wet, but he realized that his condition was currently in a state that was not so good, he only tried to protect himself so as not to fall because the body he needed to always protect the woman pujaan. He thought, if he got sick then who would protect Aisha?.
Faris stepped far enough because it was the position of his car that he deliberately parked far from the Abbas residence, until then his ears slipped to catch the sound of a sobbing that was almost drowned by the rush of rain.
He followed the direction of the sobbing sound until his steps stopped when his net caught the figure of a woman sitting limp on the side of the road with a cry as if complaining of pain in the rain.
Faris heart ached to realize that he was again unable to prevent his wife's tears from falling, “Maafin Abang Ca,” mumbled softly before the end stepped toward Aisha who seemed unaware of her presence.
Aisha looked up to feel that someone was protecting her from the cold rain, for a while she just stared blankly at the face that was now unfurling an umbrella to protect herself.
“Abang ... Why is Brother here?”
Faris only smiled before finally crouching on Aisha's shoulder, “Because love knows where she should go back.”
Finding Aisha who is silent without rejection makes Faris can no longer resist reaching for the body and bringing Aisha into her arms. “We go home huh Darling?” He carried the soaked body into his parked car not far from where they are now.
Aisha, who was still full of thoughts about her brother, could only follow where Faris had taken him.
“Ger matiin AC,” said Faris who was immediately embraced by Roger.
Now the cold AC has changed with the heat of the heating engine in her husband's car.
Seeing the wife who was still faithful with silence made Faris again reach for the body and lean slowly on his shoulder. Wanting a rebellious heart but in fact Aisha's body was too tired to just refuse what Faris did to her, her net was slowly closed along with the speed of the car that slowly crept apart the swift rain.
Aisha dyed as she opened her eyes and found out that it was not the location where she lived, “Bang?” He turned to Faris who had been looking at him for some time, while Roger had gone where he had gone, the man no longer seemed to be seen behind his wheel.
“Abang do not know where Ica lives,” said Faris who seemed to understand the look of protest printed clearly on his wife's face.
“Ica want to go home,” said Aisha then then immediately reach for the doorknob to get out.
“At least change clothes first so as not to catch a cold,” said Faris as fast as lightning held back Aisha's movement.
“Haaciih .. haaciih ..” Again Aisha sneezed again when she was just about to throw her protest, her nose even looked red with lips that began to turn blue to withstand the cold weather of Istanbul which this evening continued to rain.
“Tuh kan .. change clothes only abis it Brother anter go home to Mother.” Faris said by hiding her grin.
Aisha who was already very cold was no other choice but to ignore her husband's proposal if she did not want to freeze to death.
Faris slightly slowed down her steps when it was felt Aisha who seemed to keep her distance by walking a few meters behind.
“Come in,” invite Faris when they have arrived in front of his apartment room. Aisha can only resign herself to follow where Faris took her.
Once inside, Faris immediately led Aisha to sit on her couch, while she stepped into the kitchen to get some warm water to ease the cold.
“Drink used to be a pity,” said Faris handed him a glass of warm water which made Aisha feel awkward with the call.
After gulping down the warm water, immediately Aisha got up because she intended to put the glass back. But who would have thought if Faris also got up and immediately pushed Aisha into the closet behind her.
“Aa-branch want what?” Aisha was a little nervous about facing Faris who was now looking at her intensely.
“Haaciih ...” Again Aisha sneezed again even as Faris pressed her more.
“The only way to cure the flu is to transmit the virus to others,” Faris whispered right in Aisha's ear.
Without wasting any chance, Faris grabbed Aisha's chin and kissed her lips very gently, but it seems that it actually makes the blood of Faris more rippling to make him more curious even do not want to release the lips ranum the wife. The longer even the kiss has now turned into a pagutan, I don't know who started it, which is clear now the pagutan is getting deeper until the breath of both equally hunting irregular.
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