Wife Contract Ventilation Desire
RBJ . Chapter 7

Kania and Satria were still walking hand in hand. Enjoy their last night in the city before returning to routine. Which means, they will no longer be able to appear friendly in public places like today.

“Tomorrow morning I'm back. Because tomorrow afternoon I have a meeting,” said Satria.

Kania cheered in heart. He lowered his head while smilingly imagining his free day without Satria.

“Be careful on the road, dear,” reply Kania who can not help her smile.

Satria cupped Kania's face. “Why smile? Are you happy far away from me?” satria asked while putting on her cold face.

Kania wants to laugh because instead of looking creepy, Satria instead looks more adorable. However, she was self-conscious enough not to cross the line as a contract wife.

“Honey, I smile because you look handsome, not because I am happy away from you.” Kania looked at the face of the man who had filled his days two months, also warming his happy nights.

“Bene? I'm handsome?” ask Satria.

“Yes, Dear Mr. Satria. You really look handsome tonight. Unfortunately, tomorrow night we can not walk together again,” replied Kania who looks sad.

“Then, we just enjoy tonight as the most beautiful night.” Satria embraces Kania's body.

Satria also wants to enjoy this free day, because not necessarily they get moments together like now again.

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Kania and his entourage had arrived at the capital just as it was dark. Those who bring the vehicle can go straight home. While Kania, she has to take a taxi home.

Knowing Kania had come home, Satria immediately forced to pick her up because she was worried that it was already very late.

Kania had to think of the right place as there was no way she would be picked up in their office. Finally, Kania sent the address of the stop far enough from the office, and he decided to ride the online motorcycle so that it would arrive faster.

Hopefully, Mr. Satria has not arrived. It could be bad if he got there first.

Kania was hopefully anxious while staring at her phone.

Meanwhile, Satria had already reached the stop that Kania said, but there was no sign of the wankta. Satria's feeling suddenly worried, afraid if Kania why-why before he arrived.

The man waited in the car while trying to call Kania. Just before the phone was picked up, Kania came down from a man's bonnet.

An irritated Satria got down from the car and approached Kania. However, he had not had time to interrogate the taxi driver who was piggybacking on his wife, the man had already fled.

“Who is he?” ask Satria who put on a serious look.

Well, honestly, no. Can I ramble later on him.

“That's a motorcycle taxi driver, honey. I'm going home!” take Kania while embracing Satria's body.

“I already ordered ojek, Darling. I'm not good if cancel, he ‘kan also find money, Honey,” replied Kania.

“OK okay I believe, instead you tonight three times out,” said Satria who then closed the car door and walked around.

Hearing Satria's request, Kania certainly did not accept.

“Darling, I just got here. I'm so tired, darling.” Kania looked at her husband who had just gotten into the car and was instead grinning at the horse.

“I don't want to know,” reply Satria who then turn on his car engine.

They argue with each other, but the debate makes Kania and Satria more friendly. The two got closer as if there was no Felicia between their relationships.

They finally arrived at the apartment. Just out of the apartment, suddenly Satria's phone rings. Satria was forced to answer the call because Felicia called.

“Kanya, briefly.” directly shifts the phone answering button on his phone screen. “Halo!”

“Halo, Darling. Where are you again?” ask Felicia.

“I'm again in the apartment, Honey. Why?”

“Ah, don't lie, dear. It's me in front of your apartment. I pulled the bell from earlier nobody opened, didn't you hear me, honey?”

Feli in the apartment. Ouch, druck!

“This is me in the parking lot, honey. Are you really in the apartment? Okay, I'll be right there. Wait, don't go anywhere!”

So, his wife came home again. Does that mean I sleep alone again?

Satria put her phone in and walked towards the elevator.

“Your wife is home huh, Darling?” tanya Kania who walked tailed behind Satria.

“Iya, Kanya. I think we should split up again. You're nothing, ‘kan?”

“I'm nothing. You go up first. Let me wait after you board,” Kania said as she put on a knotty smile.

“Don't call ya, I'll try to meet you.” Satria got into the elevator first. Although his private residence unit and the Kania residence unit they used to live with were different floors, still a separate street was the best way to avoid Felicia.

Kania nodded. As an undisclosed contract wife, she realizes her position will disrupt the relationship between Satria and his wife. If Satria is like a car, then he is just a workshop that becomes a temporary place to meet his needs, and Felicia is a garage that becomes the safest place to go home.

It is impossible if the car will stay forever in the workshop. There will come a time when he will have to go home and be happy. However, when he needed something, Kania remained a workshop that brought him joy.

Coffee maker do not forget 😚😚