Wife 108kg Mr. Bara
Chapter 56. A caterpillar that turns into a butterfly.

Gavin entered the room with all thoughts tangled like a net rolled up and stuck, several times his mouth screeching trying to understand what Bara said to him.

He still does not understand how he can not recognize his ex-wife himself. How he did not realize the awkwardness for the awkwardness that was present in front of his eyes.

His footsteps were rough, making Gisella who was sitting leaning on the head of the bed with the fashion magazine in her hand turn her head. Her eyes squinted at the annoyed look that surrounded her husband's face.

“What's the matter with you, Mas?” ask Gisella. Gavin threw his body rough on a long sofa in the corner of the room. Gisella moved from her seat, she approached Gavin and walked with a thin black nightgown she was wearing.

Tonight Gisella wants to take her husband to the contest, seeing the mood of her husband is a very good moment according to him, usually Gavin really likes to be made love when he is angry, as an escape from the annoyance that men feel.

“Mas, what's the matter anyway? Why does your face look so tense?” gisell said in a spoiled voice. She sat on her husband's lap, rubbing his tightened jaw gently.

“I want to ask you one thing, can weight loss change the shape of a person's face?” ask Gavin plain. He looks like a fool now.

Gisella chuckles at her husband's funny-sounding question in her ear.

“Of course can Mas. Especially the shape of the jaw, usually fat people will tend to have a round face even though when thin he has an oval or oval face. Especially if the weight changes in a fairly drastic amount. Even makeup in the hands of someone who is proficient can turn the same face into someone different," explained Gisella based on what she knows.

"Then the sound, what can change?" ask Gavin again.

Gisella frowned. "To know I have no effect on the voice. The voice can change if the person is proficient at changing his voice. Like this one."

Gisella demonstrated her voice which she changed in different tones. Something he learned first when he played two roles in one play in the theater while still in high school.

Gavin's eyes widened perfectly. Although Gisella's voice does not really change 100%, the characteristics of her voice feel different.

"Why did you ask that, then? Tumben.” Gisella asked suspiciously. She looked into the eyes of her husband in front of her.

The distance so close that she could see the twinkle of her husband's eyes were staring sharply straight ahead with a deeply furrowed forehead. Like there was something heavy enough he was thinking about.

“Mas, you why the hell, so strange?”

Gisella covered her husband's cheeks with both hands. Then direct the eyes again yak concentrate it on his chest that pokes from behind the transparent nightgown. Synthetic chest that soared defiantly to the distance on the face of Gavin only a few inches.

“Mas tonight the air is quite cold, how about we make a sister for Bryan, a beautiful princess seems very good for our little family, Mas.” Gisella's voice sounded raspy wet teasing.

Gavin brushed off his wife's hand violently, this time he was not the least tasteful with the woman who had resigned at his call.

“Keep! I'm tired!” gavin ketus. Gavin pushes Gisella's back to shift and she stands up and goes to the bathroom.

Sontak Gisella gawked at the attitude of her husband who seemed to have no taste in touching her. He sniffed to the two sides of his armpits in turn.

“Come, why has Mas Gavin rejected me lately?” furious with the woman when her desire is not able to channel.

Long unchanneled to make him lonely, there is something in his body that bubbled and wanted to be ventured, but her husband just ignored it.

Gisella stood up and stomped her feet towards the bed. Lie down and pull the blanket to cover his body up to the neck. He takes a back sleeping position right in the position Gavin will sleep later.

Feeling the movement on the bed Gisella also slowly glanced. How arrogant his heart was when he found the back of Gavin who also collided with him.

“Sial! Damnit damnit! Damnit damnit! The guy has no feelings! Just watch out for you Mas, I will repay your treatment when you need me, you insensitive man. Ahhh shit!” gisella in the Heart. His hand held the corner of the blanket so tightly.

His blood rippled to the head, jerking to the brain. Gisella felt her head dizzy heavily, her lower half twitching unbearably. He wanted to finish the desires that happened to have been present, he tried to sigh. Grabbing his phone that is on the nightstand, open social media to distract his mind.

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In the morning when the sun had not yet revealed its light, Jelita came out of the room to take the stairs one by one to go to the kitchen. Just arrived at the last rung of the stairs, his nose had already smelled the aroma of cooking that was so fragrant.

His wrinkled forehead was increasingly folded inward, he was glued to the spot holding the end of the ladder handrail to hold his old body. Something very different happened in the Apsara family after six years had passed since the departure of the first manantu.

“Any, who's been cooking this early in the morning? Since there was no Alice, the kitchen has always been quiet. If I don't cook, don't expect anyone else to set foot in that kitchen. What Gisella? But where possible, the woman can cook,” muttered Jelita.

His hand that was clasped on the ladder hand was immediately released as his footsteps began to move.

Jelita's eyes widened to see who was struggling with all the kitchen utensils with agility.

Yonna turned around to pick up the vegetables she had cut on the table. His eyes were rubbed by Jelita's face which looked so astonished.

“Mama? Why are you sitting there, let's sit down! Sorry if today I messed up Mama's kitchen early in the morning,” said Yonna.

“Ah .. is okay, it's even good. Mom didn't think you could cook. The smell is good,” praise Jelita sincerely.

Jelita approached Yonna who was now about to move the cooked vegetables in the cauldron into a large enough clear green crystal bowl.

Jelita looked amazed by some of the menus that had been filled in some serving dishes arranged not far from the stove. A waiter helped Yonna get closer and took her to the table.

“What is it all you cook it for?” ask Jelita to make sure. There are four menus that have been served, quite a lot for the breakfast category.

Yonna smiled and nodded, putting on as sweet a smile as possible at her in-laws.

“Mama want in masakin what? Chicken porridge, or honey pancakes?” ask Yonna in a slightly different voice than usual while mentioning the food that became a favorite at breakfast.

Jelita was stunned. His body was fixated, staring at the beautiful face of his new son-in-law.

“Alice?” lirih Jelita's. The voice reminded him of a woman who had been neglected in his family. Every morning the woman in her past memories always asks the same sentence with a smile exactly as what Yonna is doing right now.

“Alice? Who is Ma?” asked Yonna with her innocent face. His voice has now changed back to normal as before. He touched Jelita's arm, making her flinch from her daydream.

“Ahkk .. what I think, how could that woman be Alice, her face a little different, her voice as well, but ... earlier?” jelita is confused. He rubbed his temples, his head started to get dizzy.

“Nobody, it doesn't matter. You just finish your cooking, Mama wants to go back to the room for a while!” Jelita immediately turned away after saying that sentence.

Yonna smiled wryly looking at the old back that was moving away.

“Not important? Well ... I was never that important in your eyes!” lirih Yonna is sad and angry who melted into one.