Suddenly Husband Wife
CCTV

Sraya stared intently at Akram who was holding Amel, even though their marriage before him was not based on love. But some time their bond becomes closer.

Amel smiled inwardly catching the change in Sraya's face, his arms getting coiled up on Akram's neck and still maintaining his excretion of pain-bearing.

"Well why, son?" ask Permana to panic.

"Amel slipped in the bathroom, Pakde," answered Akram quickly, then he sat Amel in the chair before his girl sat.

"Had you said anyway, don't wear high shoes. Yes, you are not horrified" grumbled the Permana.

"That's it, sir. Who knows if Amel will fall." Lita defends her son, she knows her son is just pretending.

Hendi who witnessed this took the initiative to take P3K drugs by inviting Sraya, not because he cared. But he wanted to take advantage of this situation in order to talk to Akram's wife.

After leaving Sagara to Akram, Sraya followed Hendi to the second floor of the employee room. Hendi told him what he saw in the toilet earlier, Amel asked Akram to wait for him and accidentally dropped himself.

"But maybe Amel is lost, brother. He will wear high heels" Sangkal Sraya.

Hendi just sighed, again the friend he had considered as a sister is easy to trust with people. There must be evidence to make Sraya believe, then he invites to see CCTV together.

"Do you believe it now?" hendi asked after seeing the CCTV on Sraya.

Sraya just fell silent, he recalled the time in the village of Akram some time ago. Inadvertently he steals the hearing when Lita and Amel are talking about Akram, then he remembers his wedding photo that broke because of Amel's nudge.

Sraya smiled coldly, she is indeed a girl who can be kind to everyone. But his status is now a wife and also a mother, although it can not be ascertained directly what the purpose of Amel? Is it intentional or not? He will be careful again.

"Business ... You all right? Why even dumbass?" Hendi flicked his hand in front of Sraya's face which was a few minutes silent.

"I'm fine, brother. Thanks for letting me know, Sraya will be even more careful."

After her they brought P3K drugs and ointments that can relieve pain due to sprains. Akram looked at Sraya and Hendi alternately, his wife was too long just to take medicine.

"How long, Dik" asked Akram who was still holding Sagara.

"Sorry, Mas. Sisters Hendi forgot where he kept the ointment" replied Sraya.

Sraya's gaze turned to Amel whose feet were raised to a chair, Sraya approached the girl. Seen Amel's ankle slightly showed a blue color, Sraya knitted his forehead.

Even though when Sraya saw CCTV, Amel was clearly not lost. Sraya picked up a piece of wet tissue belonging to Sagara, as he was about to rub the ankle that seemed to be bruised that Amel was holding back Sraya's movement.

"Sir, what do you want? My leg hurts a lot, don't hold it" said Amel a little panicked.

"Mbak just want to apply this ointment kok Mel, just have to be cleaned first your feet. You don't want to be in pain when you're on the road?"

"Akram can help Amel kayak earlier if his leg still hurts," an answer from Lita who is too confident.

Sraya ignored the words of Amel and his mother, he continued to wipe the wet tissue. Sraya smiled thinly, even very thin when he found a faint blue stain on the former tissue, he continued to apply the ointment on Amel's legs.

Trisna booked a hotel near the airport to stay. Tomorrow he and Lita decided to return directly to East Java, they all first delivered Trisna only after returning to the apartment.

"Mel, bed linen and bad cover earlier Mba has changed the same new, you can immediately rest." Sraya helps Amel walk to the guest room.

"Yes, Mba. Thank you very much yes," replied Amel flatly.

"Mas has been pesen photos and his frame is larger than before, Dik. Maybe two more days so we can keep it on the hook."

Akram laid his body beside Sraya, Sagara himself sleeping in a baby box next to their bed. Sraya looked at her husband and smiled gently.

"How many days will Amel stay with us, Mas?"

"Have you asked someone to help you find a place to live for Amel, do you mind Amel being with us?"

"Engga, Mother. I don't mind, hmm .. I think we should install CCTV, Mas."

"CCTV?" rework Akram make sure.

"Mas object?" Sraya did not answer Akram's question.

"Of course not .. whatever the request of the wife, Mas. Must be Mas alsoin, When should we put it up?"

"Just like a picture frame, Mom."

Sraya dared to embrace Akram, of course her husband was very happy. Akram returned his wife's embrace warmly and then kissed the head of Sraya.

"It turns out like this it feels like dating after marriage," Akram chuckled.

"The former Mas Akram must have been a lot."

"Very much so that it can not be counted using the fingers and toes," said Akram.

Sraya flicked her lips and released a hug on Akram, her husband felt anxious and held Sraya's body.

"Kan, you've heard from comrade Mas in the village whose name is Restu. Mas is not good at seducing women, although mas tau Mas very handsome," said Akram with a blink of one eye.

Sraya just laughed to see the behavior of her husband who has a high level of confidence, she felt every part of her husband's face. Akram is really handsome.

Very sharp eyes are monolidic, the nose is perfectly pointed, the lips are thin, plus the jaw is very firm. Akram was closed to enjoy every touch of Sraya's finger on his face.

When Sraya stroked Akram's cheek, her husband restrained Sraya's movements. Akram opened his eyes with a shady look that was able to drown Sraya on the charm of Akram.

With so soft Akram kissed Sraya's lips, sweet and make opium for Akram. Although Akram's haste was very high, he could still refrain from doing more.

Until the sound of Sagara's cry is able to resuscitate a couple who are lulled with suction on each lip. The baby asked for milk rations that Sraya made directly.

In the morning when Sraya was busy preparing breakfast, their apartment bell rang. Akram who was playing with Sagara in the family room was about to open the door, but Amel first opened it.

"Excuse me, miss," said a middle-aged man who looked authoritative. The foot was accompanied by a man who looked like a bodyguard.

"I'm sorry who's looking, sir?" amel asked with a judging look from head to toe.

"Who, Mel?" tanya Akram slightly raised his voice.

The old man smiled when he heard Akram's voice.