Wife Sense of Depcollector
Chapter 81: The Gift?

Of the many problems in life the hardest is balancing thoughts and emotions with the closest people, namely family. If there's still any hesitation, or feel better to finish it yourself. Then it must be considered again. Is that a family?

In reality, family is not about sharing food or just laughing. Right no? When we feel tired, hurt, unappreciated, we must return to the house that is the back. The house that became a shelter from the rain and heat of the sun is the family.

This is what Asthma is trying to bring change to her new family. Without explaining, it is true that Rey and Bagas love each other, even have unwritten rights and obligations that both fulfill without coercion. However, there are still barriers that provide distance from each other.

It could have been, Bagas explained to Rey about his decision that could add new problems to their lives. However, as expected. That one man preferred to think for himself, and finish without wanting to trouble others. Even though it's his own brother.

If only now, there would be no deliberation. How later? Any problem that is thought of without sharing, will certainly result in damage to the brain nerves because too often get pressure. In order to improve the condition of his home, he must show a simple way for the common good.

Her footsteps stopped in front of the room, "Knock the door, will you?" a little thought about what would happen inside, but also tired if standing in front of the door continued. "Just go in. My room is also."

The hand grips turn the knob, then push the door forward. Footsteps walk into the room while closing the door again without locking it, but the room is quiet. Is her husband not inside? Just taking a few steps forward, his movement had already stopped.

The hand wrapped around his waist slipped with the warm roar of breath coming down to touch his cheek. "Mas, can you? Don't bother me that."

"I know, you're not surprised by all my actions. Want proof?" rey asked as she breathed her breath into the neck of the wife who was silent without reaction.

Sometimes I wonder about that girl. When out there a lot of women like hot worms thrashed to be approached by him. His wife was seen keeping her distance. What is less than him? Handsome yes, rich yes, well yes, understanding yes. Confused yourself with the attitude of Asthma.

Asthma tried to loosen her husband's hand, then turned around, then draped both hands to the neck of the man who now dropped an eye with a question search. "Tell me what a gift I should give."

He was eager to say something that he had prepared, but after his conversation with Bagas. Maybe this is the right time to ask about the opinion of the wife of a home visit by her business partner. If it becomes a gift, it will certainly not get a rejection.

Seeing Rey's hesitation, he made her stare even more intensely. "Mas, speak! I'm waiting for your answer."

"Can we have a meeting at home? Like having dinner together. My business partner, Mr. Axel will sign the contract if he meets the family. So take that as my gift." Rey's bated breath explained the content of the pressure in her mind, without releasing the two hands that were still circular.

Just a family dinner? Nothing is difficult and if that is what is needed. As a wife, you will prepare the best. Although he did not know, who Mr. Axels. Without answering with a word, Asma rested her head on the chest of the husband's field.

Feeling warm brings longing. But not about the taste, but about the comfort. For the first time a hug turns fatigue into calmness. I don't know how long he's lost in solitude.

"Asma, isn't our room too spacious? Why not add new members. What say?" rey asked half a whisper by loosening his hands from his wife's waist.

The hug ends, but the eye sight still lasts. "New member? You can tell me what that means."

Restrained in a hunchback. Rey takes her right without consent, talking the heart in touch. Slowly bring her woman in the warmth of seduction. A mischievous touch that drowns the two in togetherness. The hunting breath that carries the sting.

The warm-up Rey is doing is getting wild. Unaware of both, there was an eye-watching look from the keyhole of the door with clenched hands. The gaze of the eyes filled with fury with mounting envy. The detached hand touches his own. Shame to imagine that spoiled touch just for him.

His busyness forgets the work to be done until another waiter comes to a thud. "Suket! Are you not sane? Downhill!"

"Bi, I ...," Suketi tried to defend herself, but Bi Jia's gaze grew increasingly cold. Want, do not want to leave the front door of the main room, then run down the stairs.

Suketi's behavior was getting out of bounds, making Bi Jia worried about the future of the Young Master's family. Somehow in the future, but the girl one should always be watched. Just how do we stop this obviously abnormal madness?

In the midst of his heart's dilemma and confusion. Suddenly Fay came out of the room greeting the aunt who was pensive at the end of the stairs. The tense face with trembling hands explained the fear of the mature woman. I don't know why, but he felt there was something important that disturbed the calm of the aunt.

"Bi, let's sit down first." Fay held the woman's shoulder to sit with her, even though she was only sitting on the stairs. At least a body that feels cold with trembling hands can be momentarily rested. "Wait a minute here, Bi. I'll get you a drink first."

Bi Jia simply nodded her head slowly, letting the guest leave her alone. Now the thought is quite contrasting with the pros and cons that cause a cold hot body. Not the first to see behavior beyond the limits of Suketi. Where the servant girl often secretly watched the Young Master since working in the house.

It would be nice to say to Young Master or at least to Mr. Bagas. Only, his courage was not that big. Especially not having evidence. As an elderly woman who lacked knowledge, could not even use a cell phone. How do I collect evidence? Everything was recorded in the memory of his brain.

Busy with this and that thought, until Fay comes to him again. The girl held out a glass of water, without even hesitating to help hold the glass up because her hand was shaking uncontrollably. A sip, two sips slightly relieved his throat. Glasses released.

"Non, thank you" said Li Jia with a faint look in her eyes, clearly empty with a flaming confusion.

Fay is still trying to calm down while rubbing the palm of the woman's hand that must be her age above the mother. Want to ask what happened, but afraid to be mistaken. I just got into the house for a few hours. Don't talk about trust because it's still a long way to ask.

The gaze of the eyes that circulated the glance back and forth, made Fay not understand what was troubling Bi Jia's emotions and thoughts. However, suddenly the woman waved her hand asking him to come closer. Worrying feelings do not make him refuse, then align the position to know what the aunt wants.

"Non, please help Madame Asma to take down Suketi from Young Master. The girl ....,"

He listened with bated breath. Bi Jia's confession would be the other side of one of the maids, making her heart heat up. How could a woman forget her honor and act so low? Not out of thought, even though since his arrival at the house of the brother online. Nothing is suspicious.

The outpouring of fear, dilemma and confusion that became the shackles of Bi Jia's discomfort, made Fay repeatedly sighfar in his heart. "Auntie take it easy, I'll try to do something, but before that. Just keep acting like usual. God willing, everything will be back to normal."