The Charm of an Unloved Husband

The Charm of an Unloved Husband
The arrival of the ex-wife


The journey that only takes an hour is more successfully passed by Raka and Bianca. The couple was also awaited by the driver of the invitation requested by the mother of Vienna.


Bianca got in the car first, while Raka was stuffing the luggage along with the driver into the trunk.


When he finished, Raka went in after his wife.


"Cursed?" raka asked as she watched Bianca continue to yawn.


Bianca turned her head, she nodded her head in response. Bianca was really sleepy, because she did not sleep on the plane, and last night also stayed with Raka to watch Korean dramas.


Raka smiled thinly, he pulled the head of the wife and leaned her on the chest of her field.


"How many times have I said, my chest and my whole body can provide comfort for you." Bisik Raka with a tangah that rubbed his head, then down to his wife's shoulder.


Bianca just cleared her throat, she finally fell asleep without saying anything more to Raka.


"Young master, shall we go to the mansion? Or just go home?" ask the driver.


"Go home." Raka answered briefly.


Raka wants to bring Bianca to go straight to their house, because Kiano is not currently in the big house.


Kiano was being invited to walk by his maternal grandparents, aka Bianca. The boy will be driven home in the afternoon or evening, said Mama Vena.


As long as Kiano is busy walking around, Raka will let Bianca rest first, because she knows her son will definitely not be separated from Bianca if he meets.


"Even sleep your beauty added, Bi." Bisik Raka with her sweet smile.


Raka lowered her head a little, giving a kiss on the top of the head of the wife she loved so much.


Arriving home, Raka also brought Bianca in by carrying her. While their belongings will be taken care of by the maids at Raka and Bianca's house.


Raka rubbed his wife's body slowly, then covered her to the limit of the stomach.


As Raka gets out of bed, she decides to take a bath and change her clothes before joining Bianca on the bed.


Raka flushed her body under the shower and opted for shampooing. Although the trip can be said for a while, but managed to drain a little energy.


Not to mention the 1 week he spent with his wife in Bali. Ahh it feels like Raka wants to repeat her honeymoon again.


Raka wants to go back alone with his wife, with Bianca. Hugging, and kissing without the girl refusing.


"Bia, I don't know what you're wearing to make me this crazy as you are." Raka said in front of the mirror.


Raka came out of the bathroom with only a towel, she also brought another towel to dry her wet hair.


"Mas, you can wear clothes inside." Bianca said with a face covered in blankets.


Raka is surprised to hear his wife's voice, he thinks Bianca hasn't woken up yet.


"Darling, are you awake?" Raka walked over to his wife who was still coolly covering her face.


The more Raka approached, the more Bianca could smell deeply the scent of Raka's body that had just finished bathing. The aroma is so refreshing.


"Later you can't breathe, Bi." Raka said then keep the blanket away from his wife's face.


Bianca closed her eyes, but occasionally she peeked right at the sight of her husband's checkered stomach.


"I'm gonna take a shower, you step aside." Pinta Bianca who now covered her face with a palm.


Already covered in palms, Bianca's eyes remained closed. He who paid no attention to his path, almost fell down as his feet hummed the carpet beneath him.


Luckily Raka was quick to catch the body of his little wife.


"Kan, wayward." Raka pinched his wife's cheek.


"Open his eyes, why are they covered." Raka said and this time Bianca said.


Bianca looked at her husband's handsome face, so handsome that Bianca wished her husband's good lips had kissed her.


"Mas, let's kiss." Batin Bianca pleads.


"Mandi gih, I asked auntie for food. So we eat after you take a bath, yes" said Raka while releasing a grip on the slender waist of his wife.


Raka also walked up to take her clothes. He put on a shirt and opened his towel but Bianca prevented it.


"Let's go, Mas. I went into the bathroom first, you just opened it." Prevent Bianca and then immediately go into the bathroom.


Raka smiled as she shook her head. He also continued to wear his other clothes.


Just as Raka was about to pick up her phone at the table, suddenly her bedroom door was knocked. Raka opened it.


"Excuse me, Mister. Sorry to bother you, downstairs someone's looking for you." Said a waitress named Nina.


"Who?" tanya Raka raised next to her eyebrows.


"Mrs Yola." Nina answered a little nervously.


Raka's jaw immediately hardened hearing the name called by the worker in his house.


"Hi, Ka." The woman was full of smiles.


The woman named Yola Wulandari was about to hug Raka, but Raka asked her to stop with a hand code.


"So your limits." Tegur Raka with a cold voice.


"Ka, you're so cold. I'm just here to see Kiano, see you too." Yola said with an unexpected look.


"I miss you, Ka. I miss the times we were together before" Yola added, not knowing the shame.


Raka screeches. "Stop that shit, and get out of my house." Banish Raka.


Yola's face seemed unhappy to hear the expulsion Raka had done.


"Ka, I'm coming to see my son." Yola said a little loudly.


"Who do you call a child?" Tanya Raka quipped.


"You don't have any children." Add Raka with eyes that are so sharp.


"Raka! You can't deny that Kiano is my son, I gave birth to him." Yola reminded.


"And you threw it away, you prefer another man over my son." Timpal Raka does not want to lose.


Raka took a step forward, but the distance is certainly not close to his cheating ex-wife.


"Get out or I'll have the guards drag you." Raka said with emphasis.


"But I want to see Kiano, I'm his mother!" yola still hasn't given up.


"Mass?" call Bianca.


Raka who was about to reply to Yola stopped and turned her head immediately. His face, which had been irritated, turned full of smiles as he looked at his wife.


"Darling, is it over?" Raka walked over to his wife.


Bianca just nodded, she then looked at the foreign woman who was now looking at her with hostility.


"You who?" ask Bianca politely.


"How dare you ask that. I'm Kiano's mother, his real mother." Yola answered proudly while pointing at herself.


Bianca smiled, she extended her hand to Yola.


"Oh so. Introduce, Ma'am. I'm Bianca, Mas Raka's wife." Bianca introduced herself.


Yola squealing. "So a little boy like you who made my household ruined, cih!" hiss Yola.


Raka clenched her hands. "Take care of your mouth, and get out of my house!" drive Raka.


This time Yola left the house of Raka and Bianca who were confused themselves to hear the woman's words.


"Not to think about it, he's not sane." Whisper Raka while rubbing his wife's back.


Raka took his wife to the dinner table. Can Raka feel that Bianca is currently still thinking about Yola's words earlier.


"You ever tell me about me with Kiano's mom, Mas?" Tanya Bianca was serious.


Raka nodded. "Even before marriage, I've said that I love a girl named Bianca." Answer Raka honestly.


Bianca sighed and then the mangosteen, now she understands why her mother Kiano called it the cause of their household rift.


"Don't think about the woman's words. You're not a cause, from the beginning he knew I loved someone else." Said Raka who understood the look on his wife's face.


"One more time, I told you that he was cheating. So he alone made his household destroyed, not because of anyone else." Raka added explaining.


Bianca smiled, she was happy to hear the explanation from her honest husband.


"About that woman wanted to refer to you, didn't she?" ask Bianca.


Raka was surprised to hear the question from Bianca.


"You mean?" tanya Raka raised next to her eyebrows.


"Somehow I feel that woman wants you to come back with her." Answer Bianca honestly.


Raka let out a breath. "If that were so, would you let it go?" ask Raka seriously.


Hearing her husband's changed voice made Bianca fear herself. Bianca could feel something different at this moment.


"Because you don't love me, so maybe you'll let him take me, okay?" raka asked softly, but this time was different than usual.


"Mas, I–" Bianca's speech came to a halt as Raka got up from her seat and left just like that.


WAHH, IS MAS RAKA ANGRY??


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