I thought You were Love
Like her mother

Keenan and Nana were under the shower, Keenan hugging her from behind tightening her body. Nana screamed as she felt something hard behind her body.

“Introduction first, let it be tame,” said Keenan while chuckling. Nana really did not expect that she would be treated to the practice of body anatomy. A moment his body shuddered, Keenan who saw it landed a kiss on his wife's shoulder made Nana's body more bristling.

Keenan began to inhabit Nana's body, starting from the back, shoulders, including the folds at both ends of his arms. When Keenan's hands were on two mounds of Nana's body, the swipe stopped because of Nana's hunting breath and felt a thumping heart.

“Take it easy, I won't do it now,” whispered Keenan seeing Nana doesn't seem to be really ready yet. After enough rinsing, Keenan turned the shower faucet to grab the bathrobe and put it on Nana. “You come out first, put on your shirt.”

Nana covered her face with both hands in embarrassment and did not want to see Keenan's innocent body, Keenan only chuckled at his wife's innocent behavior. Resuming her shower and solo activities of her career.

“Sabar, his name is also married to a plain girl.”

A few moments later.

Nana was still staring at the ceiling of the room, for some reason she had not been able to close her eyes. Keenan has been asleep since. Something still stuck in his heart and made him restless. Nana lay on her side staring at Keenan.

After all this man is your husband Nana, you can't keep avoiding. Serve him and make him love you more. Lest he fall into the hands of another woman, inner Nana.

Nana reached out her hand touching Keenan's face. Apparently getting a touch on his face made Keenan sleep disturbed. The man doesn't like it if anyone touches his face, but realizes that if Nana touches him, Keenan intends to prank Nana again.

“Why? Just realized your husband is handsome,” said Keenan but with eyes still closed.

“Ehh.” Nana reflexively pulled her hand back.

“A-branch hasn't slept?”

Keenan blinked his eyes and then turned his head, “It has been, but there is a playful fingers touching my face.”

“Then we go to sleep, I'm already sleepy.” Nana closed her eyes, pretended to be sleepy and then pulled the blanket to cover her body up to her shoulders.

“Hey, I'm awake you have to take responsibility. Nana,” call Keenan and then sneak into the blanket. I don't know what he did to make Nana chuckle, “Abang, amused ..” Nana screams while laughing.

The blanket they were wearing had already fallen on the floor and Keenan's current position was already above Nana's body and the two were staring at each other. Keenan brought his face closer and then clenched the thin lips that every talk seemed to tempt him to immediately on you mat.

Nana did not refuse but also did not respond when Keenan did the paging. Until Keenan bites Nana's lips to make the girl screech and open her mouth, Keenan's sense of taste does not waste the opportunity by directly darting in and obscuring the entire contents of Nana's oral cavity.

Nana's breath gasped as Keenan unraveled his pagutan. “You want me to teach you more?” asked Keenan while rubbing Nana's face. Nana shook her head.

“Tomorrow,” says Nana.

“Why with tomorrow?” Keenan still stroked Nana's face, increasingly realizing that Nana was indeed very beautiful.

“Tomorrow, I am ready to be a wife entirely to Abang,” replied Nana then draped her hand around Keenan's neck. As if not believing what Nana said, Keenan scrunched his forehead.

“You're serious?”

Nana nodded slowly.

“Yakin' ready?”

Nana nodded back.

Keenan smiles. “Oke, prepare. Because tomorrow will be a long and historic day for us.” Keenan sat down and took the blanket to the floor. “Sleep, don't let you get sick tomorrow and I don't have the heart to collect your promise.”

...***...

Kyra, who had just watched an art show at one of the malls, walked hurriedly to one of the cake and bakery shops. Planning to visit Oma, he also bought Oma's favorite cake. Kyra glanced at her watch, already showing it at almost 6 p.m. Not wanting to be too late to reach the Eltan residence, Kyra rushed over.

Brucks.

The plastic with cake in his hand fell off. “Sorry, I was in a hurry,” Kyra said as she grabbed her head down to pick up the plastic that had fallen. Fortunately, the cake purchased is packaged in a box so the contents must be safe even though it had fallen to the floor.

Kyra stiffens, feeling creepy to the crown, knowing the person she hit was Jeff. The man didn't say anything just staring at Kyra's face.

Recalling the dark night that Jeff had gone through, Kyra wanted to spit on the flat, guiltless face that was currently still glued in front of him. Don't say anything Kyra, it only further adds to your heart's hurt and humbles you, inner Kyra.

Kyra leaves Jeff without a word. Jeff had turned his head when Kyra passed, had thought if Kyra would beg or hold her account but Kyra instead indifferent.

“Women trash, just like her mother.” 

\=\=\=\= Uh, maneh mah Jeff, 🤬