Wife 108kg Mr. Bara
Chapters 27. A heart that easily turns away.

“Tonight I was so happy to have a casual chat with you! You also turned out to be a cool woman, unlike most women I know. Besides being beautiful, you are also independent,” praise Gavin ended a long chat between them.

Too cool to enjoy the time together, Gavin until unconscious if the clock has shown eleven o'clock at night. If Yonna hadn't reminded me, maybe the two of them would have stayed there until the cafe's operating hours were over.

Yonna did not expect that a Gavin who was always rude and strict towards her could treat women so gently. They can even have casual conversations and connect with each other.

Unlike when they lived together, Gavin often said ketus and treated him so harshly. Let alone to talk both, just glancing at him the man felt so reluctant. During their 2-year marriage, she was like a show wife without a bridal night.

“You have always praised me from before, Mas. Make me ashamed.” Yonna moved from her seat, which was followed by Gavin.

They both walked out of the cafe. Again Gavin treated her so sweetly, opening the door for her as she was about to come out. Behind the smile, for so many times Yonna felt her heart pinch in pain.

“Beauty and physical beauty changed the way and how you treated me, Mas!” inner Yonna. His chest felt so tight, yet as hard as he could bear.

“I not only praised, but it was indeed the impression I caught from you from our several meetings. Oh yeah, what are you going home? Want me to drop off? Women as beautiful as you are not safe to go home alone these nights.”

Yonna looked at the man standing beside her. The sleeves folded up to the elbows, plus two open upper buttons flaunt his chest. One of the criteria of men dreams of women. Handsomest.

“I don't want to trouble. I just came to bring my own car, so I'll just go home by myself.” Yonna pointed at the white car lying across from where they were standing and it turned out to be next to the car Gavin was carrying.

Yonna of course did not know it because Gavin came first than she did.

“Well if so, later until home tell me yes, beautiful! I'm worried,” said Gavin teasingly. Yonna returned Gavin's mischievous eyes with a gentle smile, but deep down the woman was so fed up.

Perhaps when he reached home he would bathe repeatedly with a shower so that traces of the man's disgusting touch could be erased from his skin.

Yonna leaves Gavin. Waving his hands before entering his own car. Turning on the stater of the car and driving his car left the place with all the anger that was accumulating in his heart.

Two years he believes, if he gives love in a relationship, then he will get the love back. But in fact, all of that is just an illusion of what he gives.

Perfection is what determines a feeling. Maybe the term “coming love starts from the eyes down to the heart” is true. Unfortunately, he was so naive he didn't realize it.

After Yonna left, Gavin did the same. Drove his car left the cafe parking lot that was so spacious and had been deserted.

Under the dark sky strewn with such a bright star, the black car split open the city streets. His lips hummed merrily, Gavin's mood became so good after meeting a new heart.

Gisella was pacing back and forth in her room with a restless heart. The phone in his hand repeatedly let out an operator's voice telling him if the number he was going to was out of range. Let alone to wait for a while like a female voice message from the operator, waiting for a second has made the woman urinate.

Since Bryan was born Gavin's attitude changed to him, no longer romantic let alone pamper him. Until their son turns one year old, the initially warm relationship turns increasingly cold and almost tasteless for both.

“Where the hell are you, Mas? Why this hour has not come home!” gerutu Gisella who was standing on the balcony of the room. He hoped that the cold night wind that hit his body could relieve the heat of his heart at this time.

Gisella pulled the phone that was stuck to her ear. Repressed the number combination to call her husband again. Gisella did it repeatedly until finally her eyes caught the shadow of a car entering the yard. Gisella went downstairs to greet her husband.

A large house with four pillars that stand firmly in the middle as a support. The outside of the house was dominated by white with a yellow-gold gradation on each edge carving. Standing on the ground that wide can make two pieces of the ball field.

“Where have you been, Mom? Why didn't you pick up my phone earlier? I asked your assistant, you've been home since this afternoon!” Gisella chides Gavin who just came in with a lot of questions. Gavin looked perplexed, passing his wife and ignoring his wife's seemingly insignificant question.

“Mas, wait! Answer my question.” Gisella held her husband's arm straight at the rough edge of Gavin. Gisella wandered backwards, if only she was unable to balance her body. He may have been shot to the floor.

“Mas you, where are you going? Answer my question first!” Gisella chased her husband into their room.

Even in the room, Gisella still does not want to let go of her husband. It's not the first time Gavin has done this to her. Her heart as a wife was so sore that she endured the anxiety of imagining her husband having fun with other women out there.

“Mas! Answer me!” the woman's jolt was getting more emotional because she never got an answer.

“What the hell! You are very chatty, the husband came home instead of being taken care of even a lot of questions like the police!”

The couple faced off. Gavin unbuttoned his sleeves and clothes, he who was sultry already wanted to refresh his body under the refreshing cold shower.

“Tonight which other woman did you meet, Mas! Answer me, Mas!”

“Whispering!” gavin yelled at Gisella who kept pressing her. Gavin also pushed the body of the woman who had given him a son to the point of being shot into the bed.

“Your job is just at home and parenting well. So don't interfere with my business if you still want to live in this house as my wife. Understood!” gavin said firmly. Her footsteps jerked into the bathroom so irritatedly.

Gavin does not like the jealous attitude of the woman, from the beginning Gavin does not really love Gisella. Then how can Gisella manage when and where she goes and with whom she spends the night.

“Mas, you are outrageous!” Gisella growled with the crystal feathers that were now flowing on both cheeks.