Sharing Love: Wife Ventilation of Your Desire
IPH CHAPTER 4 - A Plan

There is no Sonya at home making Aira and Ibrahim's time more and more. Nothing changed from Abraham, but he remained indifferent to his second wife. In fact, they never greet each other when in the room.

Aira only saw her busy husband by himself, preparing to go to the office.

Can not be lied to by both eyes Aira, that the husband has a handsome face. The jaw line was firm with his gaze that looked so cold.

Having such a perfect man for Aira was just wishful thinking. Even in wishful thinking, he is not worthy.

Especially when staring at herself who was far from perfect made Aira smile bitterly.

It was impossible for Ibra to be my husband. Inner Aira.

When she became pregnant, she began to love her husband. The feeling arises by itself. It felt like Ibrahim was always nearby, just seeing even if not touching already made Aira feel relieved.

As if nothing else was in my heart. 

Even Aira was grateful when Pram's grandfather moved Sonya to another house.

I'm like a bad woman. Inner Aira again.

He was busy because he did not have the courage to open his voice.

"Why stay there? come down" Ibrahim asked with his cold voice, not one bit warm.

Even when he spoke his face was so flat with no expression.

Making Aira flinch and straight down from the top of the bed in a hurry.

Ibrahim was very concerned to see the attitude of Aira. A careless woman, he thought. 

How could my son grow up in the womb of a woman like this. Inner Ibrahim.

He then pulled Aira's arm to walk out of the room.

"In front of Grandpa Pram treat me like your husband" Ibrahim said as they began to descend the steps.

Aira did not reply, only nodding her head slowly as she went down the stairs carefully. Even unconsciously touching Ibrahim's arm as a handle. 

And Ibrahim was reflex to hold Aira's body to stay in a safe position.

For Ibrahim, Aira was not only careless, but also always looked weak, like a hypocrite. So disgusting. I don't know, whatever Aira did, Ibrahim never liked it.  Even he was so hateful when he saw Aira who always obeyed all Sonya's words, always bowed every time he was spoken to and always acted as if he was the most persecuted. 

Abraham hated all of that. 

And in the middle room of the 1st floor Grandpa Pram was sitting on the sofa there, he carved his smile as he saw Ibrahim and Aira coming down the stairs with a hug like that. 

The peace in his heart that had been lost had now begun to come back to him. Sonya's absence in this house makes her able to breathe a sigh of relief. 

"Why is Grandpa here? grandpa had breakfast?" asked Ibrahim to the grandfather, he still held the shoulder of Aira until now approached Pram's grandfather.

"Have, you two go have breakfast together," replied Pram's grandfather, not missing also the smile on his lips.

Aira again could only nod, being near Ibrahim made her voice disappear. He did not dare not open his voice, he knew Ibrahim did not like his voice. 

Ibrahim said his voice was disturbing, like a noise that made him uncomfortable ears. 

At the dinner table, Ibrahim sat Aira in one of the chairs, and he chose to sit next to him.

"Eat a lot, give my child nutritious food" explained Ibrahim and Aira nodding obediently. 

Whatever side dish Ibrahim served in his plate Aira ate until the toilet. 

Truly a gluttonous woman. Inner Ibra. 

But even so he continued to add food on Aira's plate, until finally Aira said it already.

"I'm full, sir."

Then Abraham stopped. 

After breakfast together, Ibrahim immediately headed to his company SM Corp. While Aira spends her time with Pram's grandfather. Talking about this and that, when with Pram grandfather like this Aira became talkative, he was even so cheerful. 

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SM Corp's.

Sonya's lunch hour came to her husband in the office, he went straight to the husband's room, the room in front of which was clearly written the CEO said.

Go inside and Ibrahim immediately greeted him with a big smile.  He even asked his wife to sit on his lap. 

"I miss you so much" said Ibrahim, hiding his face in both his chests.

Feels soft and so comfortable.

"Me too, very much, especially last night I slept alone," Sonya replied, she kissed the tip of her husband's head.

"Is your second wife okay?"

Ibrahim nodded, and hugged his first wife. 

"I'll add to your spending money, are you happy?" ibrahim asked, raising his face and looking at the wife's two eyes.

He saw Sonya's sparkling eyes.

"Is my spending money really added?" sonya asked to make sure and Ibrahim nodded. 

Sonya immediately let out a small cry of excitement and hugged her husband affectionately.

"Thank you dear," said Sonya and made Ibrahim breathe a sigh of relief. It's easy enough to persuade Sonya not to get angry after her departure from home. With money Sonya will always forgive him of his helplessness at the wishes of Pram's grandfather.

"But, can I have another one?" bargaining Sonya, he broke her embrace and made them look at each other.

"What's? say."

"Treat Aira well, but after your child is born divorce her. Then we'll take care of the baby" Sonya asked with a deep look.

And Ibrahim nodded his head, for in fact it was also his plan. 

"All right" replied Ibrahim.