The Desired Angel of Heaven

The Desired Angel of Heaven
Chapter 180 S2 (Back To Home)


Khaira felt his sleep this time the most soundly he had felt since Abbas' departure. He began to squirm, and felt strange as he felt something solid and fragrant so close. Without opening his eyes Khaira sucked the scent of perfume that was so comfortable on his nose. The smile rising on his face felt a calming scent making him reluctant to open his eyes.


Ivan who since an hour ago woke up saw all the adorable behavior of Khaira in his eyes. The view this morning was the best he had gone through in a lifetime. He tried to resist the smile of seeing Khaira who was still closing her eyes inhaling her scent.


Khaira's hands began to fumble around something rather loamy and sturdy in front of her. Still closing his eyes, he tightly hugged something warm as he thought it was a bolster. But his feelings were uncomfortable, the bolster he hugged felt alive.


Sontak Khaira opened her eyes. The look in his eyes met with dark eyes that were looking at him fixedly. With a feeling of shame Khaira immediately took off her embrace on Ivan's chest. Her cheeks flushed realizing the gaze of her husband who was holding back a smile looking at her deeds.


“How are you doing this morning, already lightened?” Ivan asked attentively.


Khaira just nodded. He shifted his body trying to distance himself from Ivan who was still reluctant to get out of bed.


The knock on the door, made Ivan rise from the bed. He felt lazy to move anywhere. He wanted to enjoy the two of them for longer. Before stepping to the door, he took the time to kiss Khaira's forehead which immediately rounded his eyes to see Ivan's treatment.


“Good morning sir. We want to see the condition of the madam this morning. If it is possible, this afternoon the mistress can go home,” said the nurse who tagged Rini Hapsari with respect.


“Please,” Ivan replied flatly without a smile.


Shortly the controlling doctor entered the room. Khaira was surprised to see that there were other men who saw him not covering his head. Ivan approached to see Khaira who was agitated because of the young doctor who tagged dr. Hendra Sihonbing, Sp. OG immediately greeted him with a warm smile.


“What's the matter dear?” Ivan immediately rubbed Khaira's shoulders gently.


Khaira glared at Ivan's call to her, but she couldn't answer just to take her eyes off her husband's face lazily.


“Sorry, you are madam Khaira's husband?” dr. Hendra turned his gaze to Ivan who was standing beside the bed calming his wife's anxiety.


Ivan nodded his head quickly. He looked at Khaira who seemed to want to talk to him. He brought his ears closer.


“I did not feel good talking to the doctor without using hijab,” Khaira lirih said.


“Alright, I'll take him outdoors.” Ivan nodded his head as he winked at Khaira, “Sorry doc, we speak in front only.”


Doctor Hendra frowned looking at the two couples in front of him. But finally he followed in the footsteps of Ivan who had walked first.


So Ivan, dr. Hendra and his assistant came out to coincide with Hasya and Ira who had just come to visit Khaira and brought her a change of clothes and breakfast.


“Wah, who already merried look sueger,” Hasya smiled to see the face of his sister who was not pale like last night.


“Udah can vitamin times,” connect Ira with cuek.


“Apaan sih mba ..” Khaira pouted hearing the jokes of the two.


He felt relieved because the infusion tube had been removed by the nurse. So he's free to move. He wants to go to the bathroom immediately. Nature calls that can not be rejected when he woke up in the morning, and he wanted to immediately take a shower because his body feels sticky. Slowly Khaira began to lower her legs one after another from the bed.


“This is a change of clothes for you,” Hasya immediately put a paper bag on the bed.


“Mba, help me …. “ Khaira felt his legs weak to take a step, when he had lowered both his legs.


“I just mbak,” quickly Ivan embrace Khaira waist that still looks weak, “Let me just carry.”


“No need,” quickly Khaira refused. He was sure Ivan would not force him because there was Hasya and Ira between them.


But Ivan immediately lifted his wife's body and carried her into the bathroom. He leisurely leaned against the door observing the movements of Khaira.


“Honored Master Ivan, can you leave me alone?” Khaira felt bad as Ivan was casually waiting for her inside the bathroom.


“I'm afraid you fainted again here. I want to make sure my son is okay,” he replied as he put both hands into his shorts pocket.


Khaira's eyes glared at Ivan in annoyance. He was inexhaustible in the way the stone man still looked at him leisurely.


Khaira had not done any activity seeing Ivan who was still in the same room as him. He only saw Ivan who washed his face and brushed his teeth in the sink and gargled with one of the usual brands of advertising seliweran on tv.


“I beg you,” finally Khaira lowered the volume of her voice, “Mas Ivan dear, can you let the mother of your son do his activities without being disturbed?”


Hearing Khaira's words a bright smile was immediately drawn on Ivan's face, “Wah, I was happy to hear it. Alright baby, I'll let you do your thing.”


Ivan straight out of the bathroom made Khaira feel relieved. After throwing away the hajat, Khaira immediately took a shower. During the bath he began to think about what was going on between him and Ivan.


Will Ivan keep his promise, that he will not touch her as long as she has not opened her heart to her husband? What if Ivan forced her back?


Khaira shook her head. He couldn't think of it. He wants everything to flow like water.  Let everything go. He still needs time to organize his heart, because he knows, until now the name of Abbas is still attached to his heart.


After the bath Khaira only realized that he had not brought a change of clothes from Hasya who was still lying on the bed. Luckily in the VIP bathroom there is a towel that he will use to wrap his body. Slowly he opened the door. Ivan was still waiting for him while playing his phone.


Ivan's gaze focused on Khaira who was only using a towel that covered her smooth body. He swallowed. The sight that returns seduces faith. A shadow of the night was again drawn in Ivan's eyes.


“Hold yourself Ivan,” his monologue in heart.


His desire to reply to Roni chat was immediately ambyar to see a refreshing sight. If he did not think of a brother-in-law and make Khaira sympathize with him he had already withdrawn right now and he would lock Khaira in the bathroom to do morning sports with him.


“It's done?” ivan's tone of voice sounded heavy as he asked that.


Khaira just nodded her head without answering Ivan's question. He tried to walk slowly on his own. Ivan could not wait to see Khaira's behavior.


“Eh …. “ Khaira was unable to dodge when the sturdy hand lifted and carried it quickly.


It felt like the distance between the bathroom and the bed was too close, making Ivan unable to linger smelling the fragrant aroma from his wife's body as he carried it. Even at home he can carry it, because Ivan wants to feel the fragrance longer, even though he can not do more, but this small thing has made him happy.


“Aih, the new bride and groom couple wants to stick around …. “ Ira who is still dressed bed had teased both.


“Doing anything else has not been able to. The bride had fainted first,” replied Ivan casually making Khaira immediately pinch his arm.


A smile rose on Ivan's face to see Khaira being attractive hearing his words with Ira. Regardless of the presence of Ira and Hasya, he grabbed the nape of his wife and immediately landed his lips on the honey lake that he had wanted to taste since waking up.


Just the actions of Ivan made his two brothers-in-law look to the other. They did not expect Ivan to do the deed in front of the two.


Khaira instantly pushed Ivan's body firmly. He was ashamed of Hasya and Ira, but the forced man did so without feeling. Once satisfied Ivan let go while smiling brightly.


“You are not ashamed of your sister-in-law.” Hasya immediately rebuked Ivan who had ended his activities without feeling sinful.


Ivan smiled, “Mumpung there both can not be rejection,” replied Ivan relaxed.


Ivan's answer made Ira and Hasya look clueless. While Khaira was just throwing away her face as Ivan looked at her with a smile that still adorned his handsome face.


“Today we will return home oma,” Hasya said as he looked at Ivan who Ivan replied with a nod.


“I entrust everything to mbak,” replied Ivan quickly.


His gaze turned to Khaira who was still glued on the bed. It was hard for Ivan to leave the woman who had become his wife. But he still takes care of some things related to his work all day. And it can't be replaced by anyone.


“Darling, I'm leaving for the office this morning. Soon I'll catch up with you at the oma house. Hopefully our house can be occupied as soon as possible. We'll move soon.”


Khaira was stunned to hear Ivan's words. She will move in and follow her husband. Things he never imagined before.


The knock on the door back shocked them. Ivan quickly opened the door. It turns out Roni who came to deliver work clothes and will take him to the office.


As soon as Ivan enters the bathroom, Hasya and Ira smile at Khaira's reddened face holding back the embarrassment of Ivan's unseen actions.


Hasya immediately prepared the breakfast he had brought for his sister and brother-in-law who were going to work. Khaira had finished changing clothes. Now her appearance is fresher with a cream-colored robe and a motif hijab makes her look fresh and graceful.


Ivan was very happy, as Khaira began serving him a makeshift breakfast in the VIP room of the hospital where Khaira is now. Simple happiness, the important thing is that people who accompany and are near us, that is true happiness.


Arriving at the oma house, Khaira felt something missing in her heart. But he doesn't know what it is. With the help of Junior he stepped slowly.  Luckily he did not need to return to the upper room, the lower guest room had been transformed into his room.


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