The Desired Angel of Heaven
Chapter 193 S2 (Starting Getting used to It)
Knowing his wife had returned home was the best thing Ivan felt. After their conversation earlier, Ivan's mind worked fast. He will not allow Khaira to move alone outside without security. Especially after the accident that resulted in them losing the fetus that was conceived by his wife.
He did not know how many women out there wanted Khaira's position as his wife. Seeing Irene's behavior, he realized that there were many things that he had to fix in maintaining his association in the social environment, and certainly he must keep his wife's feelings that even though until now his wife's heart still can not have. And Ivan didn't want anything negative to happen to his wife.
Ivan immediately called Hari to ask for security and escort services for his wife while outside the house. He will also ask Khaira to use a driver who will pick him up during activities outside the house.
A smile immediately rose on Ivan's face after half an hour later Day gave good news, that what he wanted was ready and would go straight to work today as well.
While cleaning himself in the bathroom, a smile did not disappear from Ivan's face. It was a beautiful morning to start something good. Seeing Khaira who has returned makes him excited to live the day.
Now he began to understand the character of his wife's secret. Khaira never said he liked it or not directly, but from the look of his eyes was already knowing that he liked to be emanated directly from his clear eyes, as well as if he was upset and angry.
What makes him happier is that there is no more rejection of Khaira when she wants to be in physical contact with him. And Ivan will do it slowly. He knew Khaira had never been touched by anyone but him. The trauma of his actions is still evident. As he wanted to hug and even kiss her, his wife's body would instantly stiffen and stiffen.
Ivan realized that he had to be patient and guide his wife to accept her existence as a whole. He could not expect his wife to be as aggressive as the woman who had stopped by in his life.
Out of the bathroom he saw Khaira coming out of the walk-in closet carrying the clothes she was going to wear this morning. A smile immediately rose on his handsome face. He leisurely walked up to his wife, moving his arms, showing off his sixpack.
Khaira who prepared Ivan's work clothes as usual remained relaxed, until she saw her husband who had just come out of the bathroom just wearing a towel made her uncomfortable. The fragrance of bath soap lurked in his kiss.
His face began to turn red noticing Ivan standing nearby as he moved his arms. She did not dare to look at the face of her husband who was still standing next to her. He wanted to get out of the room immediately. His mind was only one to want to get out of a rather horror situation to prepare breakfast for the husband
“Where are you?” ivan's voice stopped his steps.
“I will prepare breakfast for us,” he said slowly without looking at the face of Ivan who is now right in front of him.
Ivan tried to hold back a smile seeing the tension begin to envelop Khaira. He would not let his wife pass him by. This time he had to be a little strict.
“Not necessary. There is bi Risma in charge,” Ivan's voice sounds like an order to him, “From today you not only prepared my clothes but helped me to finish dressing.”
Khaira looked at Ivan's face with a frown. The faint smile on the corner of her husband's lips made Khaira hold her breath. I wanted to refuse, but I was afraid of sin. Didn't she promise to oma and her in-laws to start trying to open her heart to her husband. Khaira followed everything Ivan wanted.
“Help me put on this shirt and tie,” Ivan started to get closer to Khaira when he saw his wife still sculpting with her face started to blush.
Khaira began to put shirt buttons on her husband's sixpack body. The masculine fragrance indulges Khaira's sense of smell. He could not see the dark eyes that kept staring at him while putting on the tie. Cold sweat started pouring down Khaira's forehead.
A warm feeling slipped in Ivan's heart, when Khaira's fingers began to play on his body, even though it was just a button shirt, and now began to put a tie.
Its height of only 165 is very far with Ivan who is almost 190 cm. Forced Ivan to bend his body to be able to match his wife. Khaira also tiptoes because the range is not yet maximal.
Ivan smiled at the attempt to tidy up the tie already attached. His heart rate ran fast when the distance between the two was so close. The smell of the gentle perfume his wife used made Ivan's feelings erratic.
Once installed, Khaira felt relieved. She immediately took her hand off the tie that had perfected her husband's appearance.
Khaira surprised. He tried to keep his face away. But Ivan's fingers were already holding his nape with his right hand, while his left hand was directly embracing his wife's waist.
Khaira's heart beat faster, as she felt her husband's sturdy body clinging tightly to her. Ivan's lips immediately locked it making Khaira unable to resist. He held his breath as Ivan's tongue began to tear apart the contents in his mouth. Ivan's kiss was very gentle not demanding as usual.
Ivan let go of his kiss for a moment when he saw Khaira starting to have difficulty breathing. His black eyes looked at his wife's face fixedly.
“Breathe properly,” he said softly as his hand stroked his wife's lips.
As Khaira began to draw breaths with her face getting redder, Ivan again brought the two faces closer together. He immediately familiarized the honey lake which is now the candle. His hands began to guerrilla everywhere.
Something soft and clinging to the chest of his field made Ivan feel challenged to do anything else. His fingers nimbly began to descend searching for something that was so eye-catching.
Khaira surprised. He immediately pulled his face away from Ivan's face. His hand quickly held the hand of Ivan who had found a spot for his finger sport.
Ivan tried to hold back the passion that had filled his head. This time he had to stop. There's still a chance next time. A calming smile instantly rose on Ivan's face as soon as the gazes of the two were bound to each other.
“Do not worry, I will wait for you ready,” Ivan said in a heavy voice.
Her fingers stroked Khaira's hair gently. He had to be patient to reduce his wife's trauma. And he began to think quickly, so that Khaira was getting used to the touches he gave.
Khaira lowered her face with an erratic feeling. Something warm landed on his forehead. Khaira ventured to look at her husband's face. That warm look made his feelings even more erratic.
Ivan smiled calmly. His sturdy hands re-embraced Khaira into an embrace. Having satisfied his wife, Ivan immediately released Khaira.
“I have prepared a personal driver and a bodyguard for you,” Ivan said while looking at him closely, “I don't want anything harmful to you hanging around out there as long as we are far apart.”
Khaira looked back at Ivan. He felt his movements were restricted if there should be an escort against him.
“I can take care of myself,” Khaira tries to resist subtly.
Ivan shook his head quickly, “This time you must not reject my words. I don't want the events of Irene to happen to you again,”.
Khaira. He knew what Ivan was saying was too much. To avoid debate he had to nod his head.
“I love you. I don't want anything dangerous to befall you out there,” said Ivan seriously.
“Thank you. I appreciate what Ivan did for me,” Khaira said softly. As free as he refused, Ivan would not agree to anything he would say.
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