The Cold Wife
Chapter 44

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"Where are you going?" alex asked when he saw Sweet was neat with office clothes. The black haired woman looked at the wonder of her husband from behind the mirror.

"Work, my cut is over." Sweet moved off the dresser. Approaching Alex who was still lazily on the bed.

"Who told you to work? I told you to stop working. I want you to focus on your pregnancy program."

Sweet rounded her eyes, not accepting her husband's orders. "What if one day you throw me away? Then I'll be a bum?"

Alex was quite surprised to hear Sweet's words. He never had the slightest intention of throwing Sweet away. Even if Sweet was involved with the death of his parents, he wouldn't let go of the woman.

"I'm not going to do that" Alex said slowly. Sweet smiled amusedly at it, there was still doubt in Alex's speech intonation.

"I want to work" Sweet said. Early in the morning Alex had already pissed him off. Sweet is quite bored of continuing to live in someone's recent past. He wants to be free like everyone else, free to choose his own life.

Alex moves closer to Sweet, pulling him in a crib. "I know you don't fully trust me, Ana. But there is not the slightest intention in my heart to throw you away."

Hearing that, Sweet returned Alex's hug so tightly. The feeling of being abandoned and ignored again enveloped his heart. Right now it's only Alex that he's backing up.

"How can I trust you? You always disappear without news." Sweet shed her tears in Alex's embrace. The last two days Alex has come home late and has not told Sweet anything. Makes the woman's feelings wobbly again. Sweet had already given his whole life to Alex, maybe he would have been ruined if the man had really thrown him away.

"I'm sorry" only one word came out of Alex's mouth. It was impossible for him to be honest about the matter he was investigating. Lately he was busy looking for strong evidence to prove the perpetrator of the murder of his parents.

Alex broke their hug, then gently rubbed Sweet's cheeks wet with tears. "All right, you can work. But just a few months, after that you can just stay home. Give me a lot of kids" Alex said, peeping Sweet's forehead.

"I don't want to" said Sweet pushing Alex's chest. Looking at the man deep enough.

"I'll let you work next week, for today and tomorrow there's no need to go to the office."

Sweet was about to protest, but Alex immediately restrained the tiny lips with her fingers. "This is your husband's order and your boss."

Sweet seemed resigned, he took a deep breath and threw it away slowly.

"Maybe tomorrow I won't go home" Alex said, rubbing his wife's cheek. Sweet was surprised to hear that.

"What's the office problem so complicated?" sweet asked, holding Alex's arm still on her cheek. Alex nodded and stared at Sweet for a long time.

"I know you'll miss me" Alex continued with a big smile. Sweet who heard that was completely expressionless.

"Come on," said Sweet resigned. There's a feeling of unwillingness if Alex leaves.

"I won't be long, the day after tomorrow I'm in front of your eyes again." Alex cupped Sweet's round face.

Sweet nodded in response, though he wanted to protest if he didn't want Alex to leave. Alex, who saw the look of his wife's unhappy face, began to change his sitting position. Putting his head on Sweet's confession, staring into the wife's pretty face. Sweet was quite surprised by what Alex did.

"You're so pretty, but prettier if you're hair's out." Slowly Alex's hands moved to remove Sweet's hair fastener. Then the black hair was so beautiful, touching the soft face of Alex.

"I love the smell of your body" Alex whispered as she stroked Sweet's long hair. While the owner chose to be silent, confused what to do. Until he is again surprised by Alex's warm embrace. The man put his face on Sweet's stomach.

"You're going to be late" said Sweet, who finally let out a voice. The tiny hand hesitantly touched the husband's head. As for Alex, he did not respond at all to Sweet's words.

"We haven't had breakfast yet" Sweet once again tries to escape Alex. As usual, Alex won't let go easily. The man really enjoyed his closeness to Sweet. It's hard to get a moment like this. Sweet is not the type of woman who is sweet, rather she is very stiff if close to Alex.

"Five minutes" Alex said without hesitation. Sweet resignedly, letting Alex do his wish. Long enough they were silent, until Sweet even ventured to ask.

"Mas, I want to ask you, can't I?" ask Sweet. Alex is shocked to hear Sweet's call for her. Happiness again filled the recesses of his heart.

"What's that?" alex asked, staring at Sweet's face quite intensely. Waiting for a question Sweet will ask.

"You're a muslim, aren't you? Why have I never seen you pray? Sorry, if I'm presumptuous."

"I'm busy" replied Alex. He is quite lazy when discussing religious issues. His heart still harbors a sense of disappointment in the Creator.

"busy? That's no excuse" Sweet said. She just wanted her husband to do his duty as a Muslim.

"Come on," continued Alex getting up from his position.

"Was it because of Nissa's rejection of love, you're like this?"

The question Sweet asked was like a dagger piercing through his heart. Alex does not answer Sweet's questions, and chooses to leave. But Sweet's words again held back his steps.

"Now that you are my husband, I have the right to know all that, Mas. If you can, I want you to forget about the past. And open a new leaf with me," Sweet said, staring at Alex's back, standing at the door.

"I know you still love Sister Nissa, I can see your gaze look at her. Different when you look at me, a look I can't understand." Sweet gets up from a sitting position. Then move toward Alex who is still sculpting. Removing the distance between the two.

Sweet pulled Alex's arm, asking that the man turn to face her. Sweet hugged Alex.

"Maybe I'm starting to love you, Mom. I'm jealous when you're still keeping your eyes on Sister Nissa."

Alex was stunned, Sweet's confession made his heart pound. Unbeknownst to Sweet, Alex boasted a warm smile.

"I can't possibly forget it" said Alex smiling meaningfully. Sweet who heard that immediately let go of the hug. Then looking at Alex sharply, he did not accept Alex's confession. With great difficulty he opened his heart, but what did Alex give him? Alex is cruel, Sweet thought.

"I understand" said Sweet coldly. Then left Alex, who was still standing by the door. He let his wife get upset, he thought it was adorable. Let Alex be said to be a child, even though he has reached the head of four. Seeing Sweet upset is his new hobby at the moment.

"You still angry?" alex asked as Sweet walked out of the dressing room. Sweet has changed into a casual dress. As usual, he wore a white t-shirt paired with mocca-colored trousers. His black hair he had the original bun, and left the child hair adorning his neckline.

Sweet seemed to ignore Alex's question, and chose to get out of the room. Because her stomach feels sore because of hunger, Sweet also intends to go to the dining room. Of course there were no more people there, because the breakfast hour was over.

Since then Alex has continued to follow his wife's small steps, he knows if Sweet is still upset. Evidently from his slightly pursed lips.

"Do you want me to make you an omelette?" Alex tried to offer himself up. Maybe his wife is interested.

"No need," replied Sweet coldly. Then the woman went to the kitchen. Take some fresh vegetables and fruits from inside the four-door refrigerator. Alex frowned when he saw Sweet pick up a lemon.

"What's that for? You can't take acid in the morning." Alex is approaching Sweet. Take back the lemon fruit that Sweet was about to wash. Makes the master annoy.

"Give it," Sweet pinta in an annoyed tone. Alex shook his head, and put the fruit back in the refrigerator.

"Remember that acute stomach acid, I don't want you to get sick." Alex holds Sweet down who is about to open the refrigerator. Then encourage the girl to sit on the chair.

"Sit down, I'll make you breakfast." Alex starts moving to pick up the apron and put it on. It looks funny when it is attached to its body. Makes Sweet unable to resist her sweet smile. But Sweet quickly returned with a flat face as Alex stared at him.

"You smiling for me?" alex asked who had seen a smile from the lips of his wife.

"Quickly a little, I'm hungry." Sweet replied with a witty. He won't lose to Alex.

All Alex's movements can't be separated from Sweet's supervision. For the first time Alex jumped straight into the kitchen. The last time he cooked was in college. But all that does not make him feel stiff when dealing with kitchen equipment. Although he was a little confused to distinguish sugar, salt and some spices. Luckily, he has a smartphone that helps him.

"Darling, can you still be patient?" alex asked a glance at Sweet who was sitting casually at the dining table. With both hands cupping their faces.

"I'm so hungry, can you go faster?" sahut Sweet wants to prank Alex.

"A little bit more" said Alex pouring omelette into the dish. He also made vegetable and fruit salads. After it was finished, Alex held all his work on the table.

Sweet smiled faintly, for the first time someone treated himself so affectionately. She made herself a queen.

"Thank you" Sweet said sincerely. Without a second thought, he immediately ate a dish like the husband. The first bribe, Sweet was silent for a moment while staring at Alex who was also looking at him. Waiting for a comment from his wife.

"It's salty, but it's good." Sweet put a second mouth in his mouth.

"I love the salad, it's delicious." Sweet ate it so crazily.

"Slow down" said Alex, sweeping Sweet's slightly dirty lips with his thumb. Sweet smiled happily, and resumed eating.

Without them noticing, since then someone had been watching them. A middle-aged man standing in the doorway smiled meaningfully. Then he chose to leave, not wanting to disturb the romance of lovers who were drunk in love.