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Keenan clenched his hands, he stepped away with an erratic taste.
His heart ached as he recalled the incident that befell his wife. However, he must also consider the lives of innocent children.
If only there were none of them in the lives of Alana and Aryo, perhaps he would not hesitate to make them feel more pain.
Ringing the phone from his pocket, awakening Keenan from his thoughts, he stopped his steps while looking at the name on his phone screen.
His smile rose as soon as he saw an id called 'my wife' seen there.
"Yes, honey. I'll be there soon" said Keenan, as if he knew what his wife was going to ask.
"Hem, be careful on the road, yeah," Riska said, before hanging up.
"Surely, dear." replied Keenan.
He immediately disconnected his phone. He resumed his steps, while sticking the phone in his ear. Looks like Keenan is about to call someone again.
Yes, the distance from the restaurant where he met Aryo, was indeed not far from his apartment. Keenan is only on foot.
"Make sure he and the man cannot escape all the snares of the law. Do everything we can with the evidence we have" he said, more like an order.
"Good, Sir. We will do as we can" replied someone across the street.
"hem, nice. Let's keep the case going" Keenan said before hanging up.
A few moments later Keenan had arrived in front of his apartment unit, he immediately attached a Key card to open the door.
"Assalamualaikum, baby," he said, stepping into his apartment.
Riska seemed to walk up to him, the wound that had improved made him allowed to walk by Keenan.
Yes, so far it is not the doctor who forbids Riska a lot. However, her husband is in control of everything that concerns her.
"A really long time?" ask Riska while taking the shopping bag in her husband's hand.
"Rame is really good at the restaurant, so I have to wait in line" Keenan replied, with a little lie there.
Riska simply nodded, as she continued walking towards the kitchen to prepare everything.
At the dinner table, Keenan led his wife to a chair.
"Bang, I want to take a plate first" Riska protested, objecting to her husband.
"You sit down, this is what I'm ready for" said Keenan, taking a shopping bag and keeping him away from his wife.
"Abang, I bought it, so now it should be, brother, who sits down and rests. Look, brother, the sun smells the same again." Riska rubbed Keenan's forehead which looked still wet by the kerinat, then sniffed her husband's body.
"No, I'm not cape at all. You just sit down, do not argue with your husband much," said Keenan.
Riska finally resigned, she just sat quietly, while watching her husband busy preparing food for them both.
No need to wait long, all the dishes that were purchased by Keenan were ready on the table, with all the tableware complete.
"Come, we'll eat" said Keenan.
He is seen preparing food on his wife's plate and preparing to feed Riska.
"Bang, I can already eat by myself. Brother, eat alone, yes," said Riska while taking her plate from in front of her husband.
"Open his mouth, aaa," said Keenan again, holding out a spoon in front of Riska's mouth.
Riska took the first bribe from her husband's hand. Keenan also smiled to see his wife now more obedient to him in previous appeals.
The second mouthful was already waiting in front of Riska's mouth. However, Riska refused, taking the spoon from her husband's hand, and turning it to Keenan's mouth.
"Now it's your turn, brother, who eats," Riska said later.
Keenan smiled, and he took a bribe from his wife's hand with a flowery heart. I don't know since when his wife felt more romantic than before.
The two had lunch together in the same dish and spoon.
Yes, the sudden atmosphere of roamntis created between the couple, making both of them look happy.
Without them realizing it, the calamity they had just gone through together, the closer between the two, also made them aware of the taste that was in the hearts of both.
Moreover, coupled with the presence of the most beautiful gift that is growing in the womb of Riska, of course it all makes the two feel increasingly strong attachment.
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Days passed, now it was one week after Riska left the hospital. All his wounds have healed and also his psychic condition, now has been greatly improved than before.
Today they plan to visit Mom and Rio, as well as stay there.
"Abang, may I not go to mother's house right now," asked Riska, while helping her husband wear his clothes.
Yes, today Keenan will return to work, considering it has been a week more, he did not enter the office.
Fortunately, Garry can still handle his smeverything, including looking for excuses for shareholders and other company officials.
"But, have you been able to meet another man without me, hem?" Keenan looked doubtful, letting go of Riska himself.
"There's Rio, he's off school, so he can help me. But, it looks like I can already," said Riska.
Actually it was just an excuse, he was just afraid of being left alone in the apartment. However, Riska also did not want to prevent her husband from going to the office.
"I miss my mother too, we haven't met for a long time" said Riska again, with a face made clear.
Keenan looked anxiously at his wife, he seemed hesitant to leave Riska alone, considering that at his home-in-law, no one knew about Riska's current condition.
However, he also could not bear to see his wife like that.
"alright. But, you have to promise, if there is a bit of turmoil and anxiety back, you have to tell your current condition, at least the same Rio. So that he can take care of you, "pinta Keenan.
Riska seemed silent, when she heard her husband's request, she seemed difficult to grant it all.
However, Riska finally nodded her head. In the day, he prayed that the anxiety disorder would not return, as long as he was there.
Keenan smiled as he hugged his wife, he actually still wanted to be next to his wife. However, his obligations at the office also cannot be ignored.
"Yes, I'm ready first yes, Bang," said Riska who immediately got a nod from her husband.
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