The Charm of an Unloved Husband
My kangen?

Bianca was shocked when her mother-in-law told her that the man was the husband of Yola. Yes, that man was the one who made Yola choose to leave and leave Kiano.

But there is something strange here, if the man was the husband of Yola, then who was the woman who was with him in the shoe store earlier.

"Woman earlier, maybe her new boyfriend. Mama heard the connection and Yola's not okay." That was the reply of the Viennese mama when Bianca asked earlier.

Bianca Sighs, she walks slowly and sits on the side of the bed. Now Bianca knows why Yola wants to go back to Raka.

"So he wants to come back with Raka after being dumped." Bianca Mumbles.

Bianca will not be afraid if Yola wants to damage her household, she believes in Raka and in herself that she will be able to defend her household from the threat of women like Yola.

"You're back with Raka, it's good." Bianca Grunts.

Bianca got up from her seat, she approached the sofa and took a paper bag containing the clothes her mother-in-law had bought.

Bianca's hands sorted through the clothes, but her movements stopped when she saw the clothes that so surprised her.

Bianca took it, she lifted the shirt with wide eyes and her mouth wide open.

"What is this shirt?" bianca wondered.

The clothes in his hands are clothes that are commonly referred to as harom clothes or official clothes.

Bianca still remembered if she did not take the shirt earlier, what a Viennese mama who put it and deliberately bought it for her.

Bianca chuckles, she'll keep this shirt. I don't know when he'll dare to wear it. Just as Bianca was about to put the shirt in the closet, she somehow suddenly remembered her husband.

"Honey .. want to unseal."

Bianca shook her head with a laugh, so she remembered Raka who whined before leaving for service.

"Kangen doesn't have any Raka either." Mumbled Bianca smiling to herself.

A moment later he removed his smile, then shook his head slowly.

"What the hell, I don't usually like him either." Bianca denies it.

Bianca also chose to go into the bathroom and clean up because the day was getting late.

Bianca has not seen her son who fell asleep after his father-in-law came home, she also had to quickly wake Kiano up and take him to take a bath.

Elsewhere, a man wakes up from his sleep. He was so shocked and angry at the message his mother sent.

In the message, it was clearly written the name of the man he so hated dared to flirt with his wife.

Raka smiled cynically, he would not let the man dare to disturb his wife. And again, Raka also believes that Bianca would not be as likely to be tempted by a cheap guy like Juan.

Yes, his wife is a good girl. Although Bianca ketus to him, but he believes that Bianca will not be possible to betray let alone Bianca has said to try to accept their marriage.

"I'll take care of you later, Juan!!!" Furious Raka clenched her hand.

If Yola was captured Raka did not react this angry, but Yola actually got captured, maybe because he did not love the woman.

Raka used to be just disappointed that Yola chose another man over Kiano, her son. Raka has no problem at all Yola chose Juan, he just pity Kiano.

But now, when Bianca was just teased, it felt like Raka had a beard fire. He was angry, and did not like it.

***

That night, Bianca was having dinner with Kiano. It felt very different, there would usually be Raka in the middle of them.

"Mommy, I miss papi." Kiano said suddenly.

Bianca turned her head, she smiled at her son and gave a swipe at his head affectionately.

"The same kangen papi? Want to call papi?" bianca Scoop.

Kiano looked at Bianca excitedly and twinkled happy eyes.

Bianca chuckles. "Spend your meal first, after that we just call papi." Bianca's speech is soft.

Kiano Nurut, the boy quickly finished his food in order to contact his papi.

After finishing dinner, Bianca did not invite Kiano to the room but relax first in the living room, of course while trying to contact her husband.

Just a few seconds Bianca called, Raka immediately picked her up. Raka really made Bianca a priority.

"Hi, Honey."

Bianca smiled looking at her husband's handsome face, she always liked if Raka wore a regular t-shirt like now. Looks like a college kid.

"Darling, how do you daydream?"

Bianca realized, she immediately shook her head and turned her face to hide her admiration.

"Darling, I even threw my face away. Look here again, I miss knowing."

Bianca stared at Raka's face, but only briefly. The girl gave her phone to Kiano.

"This is your papi, he said he wanted to talk." Bianca told Kiano.

Kiano smiled. "Thank you, Mommy." Timpal Kiano then received his mother's cell phone.

Kiano also seemed to talk with Raka, heard the sound of laughter several times from his son and it made Bianca curious.

"Mommy, I'm sleepy." Kiano said suddenly.

"Cursing, going to bed?" Bianca asked and Kiano answered with a nod of his head.

"Darling, get Kiano to bed but the phone's not on matiin."

Bianca recalls, she invites Kiano to sleep in her room. Of course, Bianca does not want to sleep alone.

Arriving at the room, Kiano and Bianca went straight to the top of the bed.

"Kiss mami before bobbing." Pinta Bianca pointed at her right cheek.

Kiano immediately kissed Bianca's cheek, but it was not only Kiano's kiss that was heard, but Raka as well.

"Ngapain anyway?" bianca asked narrowed her eyes.

"Said mami asked for kiss, so papi kiss."

Bianca did not say, she put her phone with a pillow and pulled a blanket to cover Kiano's body.

The position of the mobile phone makes Raka can see his son and wife who are now hugging each other.

"Honey, come on hug."

Bianca smile. "Here, unseal them." Bianca mocked Raka with the most seductive smile.

"Sayangg!!!!"

Bianca laughs off, but she hastily stops him for fear of waking Kiano up.

"I'm going to sleep, Mom. The phone doesn't have to be deadit's okay." Bianca.

"Why? Do you miss me?"

Bianca did not reply, she only gave a sharp look that even made Raka laugh so loosely.

"Good night my most beautiful wife."

MBAK BIAA, YES KALI BAPER 😭

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