Stealing The Wife's First Kiss Chapter 181
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"Aaaaa…". There was a commotion on the other end.
"What's wrong with that girl?". A group of people asking questions.
"That's very dangerous, you know..". Others said.
"Let's just go home. Kids can't see someone committing suicide". A group of mothers covered their children's eyes.
Hendra and Aruna were curious to see what was going on. A girl's hand was tightly gripped by a man. It could be seen from the 6th floor of the shopping mall that she was hanging on the 7th floor. The girl was hoping to be released while the man was holding on to her hand as hard as he could. Crowds of people with uniforms were running around, looking for a way to save that girl.
"Let's go up to the 7th floor, Aruna. That man's hand is no longer able to hold her. That girl is going to fall". Mahendra ran into the elevator, followed by a petite woman running after her husband.
"Hendra, are you sure you want to help her?". Aruna's shout was ignored.
_You can't see a woman committing suicide, right? You can't even see a woman sleeping_
It turned out that Hendra didn't stop on the 7th floor. He went up to the 8th floor. Aruna, who was tired, followed him at a slower pace.
Just when the people down there were screaming loudly, Hendra had jumped to catch the red Chinese New Year banner with gold writing. That banner stretched from the 12th floor to the bottom of the shopping center.
As that woman fell, Hendra let himself slide while hugging the banner.
The sound of someone screaming got louder. They ran because they couldn't bear to see it anymore.
Aruna couldn't say anything other than feeling her heart skip a beat. She prayed to God that Hendra would be safe.
In a few seconds, Hendra surprisingly managed to grab the woman's body and both of them were hanging on the red banner.
Aruna didn't experience that incident but this woman lost her breath. She was so worried to see her husband doing such a crazy thing to help a woman he didn't know.
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Slowly, the body of the girl who had fainted slid down the banner. Hendra made the woman's body caught by a uniformed man.
Aruna also ran like crazy from the 8th floor to the ground floor. Her eyes couldn't even focus anymore. She bumped into several people in front of her so that she could immediately reach the ground floor to meet her husband.
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"Thank you for helping my fiancé". A man shook Hendra's hand.
It turned out that the man was the boss of the uniformed men. He didn't seem like an ordinary person.
"What's your name?". The man who'd just shaken Hendra's hand asked.
"Hadyan". Hendra replied, not wanting his identity to be known.
"Gibran. I can send a gift to you, because you've helped my future wife". That man's face looked familiar.
"There's no need. I don't need that kind of thing. I just hope that your future wife doesn't do something horrible again". Hendra was also worried.
"If she's depressed, hopefully whoever is around her, maybe you, can give her hope. Or there'll be a lot of regrets". The man who disguised himself with his middle name, Hadyan, added.
Along with the female body that was carried away by the bodyguards, the man named Gibran also disappeared.
A moment later, the girl who was gasping for air dropped her tired knees.
"Hendra, are you okay? Huh.. Huh.. Can you see people fainting like that?? Isn't that very dangerous for you??. Aruna spoke, stammering with her breath.
"What I see now is that you're even more messed up". Hendra held his girl's body so that she could stand up.
"I ran from the 8th floor like a crazy person. I feel like everything's shaking". Aruna complained.
"Wait a minute.. You're the one I have to worry about now. How are you? Anything hurt?". Aruna checked all parts of her husband's body.
"I'm fine, Aruna..". The blue-eyed answered.
"You can see that girl fainted.. Have you recovered?". Hendra was attacked by repeated questions even though Aruna couldn't stand up properly because she was tired.
Hendra offered his back and forced that girl to climb onto his back.
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"Look, I'm okay. I'm the one carrying you anyway". Hendra calmed the girl who was still asking questions.
"Ugh. I'm so tired..". Aruna was tired and buried herself on the back of the man who was carrying her.
"Remember. Don't sleep. We haven't taken a bath together. Hendra shook his back to wake her up.
"You keep talking about taking a bath.. I'm tired, you know?".
"Please, don't sleep..".
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Not sure how Aruna arrived at the main house. She already woke up now. There was a face decorated with a frown sitting beside her, looking at her non-stop.
"Finally, you woke up.. You've used my platinum card but you haven't paid the bill. Now the loan shark is collecting debts". Hendra made a threat excitedly. The debt analogy really amused Aruna.
"Hahaha". Aruna laughed. He still insisted on getting what was rightfully his.
"Why didn't you wake me up? What time is it?". Aruna asked.
"You slept for two hours. I couldn't wake you up because you seem exhausted". Hendra explained, welcoming Aruna who woke up from her sleep. That man quickly grabbed his wife's body and carried her.
"Wait. Where are you taking me?".
"Bathroom, where else? I'm a loan shark who's collecting debts". That man couldn't stand it.
"Wait. I'm going to change my clothes". Aruna complained. She needed something to secure herself.
"Don't be long. I'll wait in our bathtub".
"Make sure the water is warm. Okay, Hendra?". She ran, sneaking into the dressing room.
"Yes.. Madam..". The Wenceslas Group CEO replied.
"I've been preparing since we got home. The important thing is don't be too long". Mahendra walked while whistling a song. The tone was messy but he was still confident.
That man covered his own face several times because he was too excited. He smiled non-stop.
While on the other hand, the petite woman was looking for the thickest clothes. Even her bottoms are trousers, sports pants.
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"What the hell! Why are you bathing in that kind of clothes? Aish.. Damn..". Hendra complained about the clothes his wife wore. Long sports pants and thick long sleeves top.
"Hahaha. There's no rule on what clothes I should wear". Aruna was so happy.
"But, Hendra, why don't you wear a top? Don't tell me you also don't wear boxer pants". Aruna was horrified to see his bare chest.
"Hahaha. There's no rule I have to wear clothes". Hendra replied to the taunts that Aruna said earlier.
"Aish… Damn..". She cursed, imitating Mahendra's style.
"Hahaha..". The man laughed loudly, knowing himself being imitated.
"Hendra, if you don't wear boxers, I don't want to get into the bathtub". Aruna grumbled and made threats.
"Am I wearing it or not?". He started acting up.
"I'll just go".
"Hey. You have a debt.. Remember, you already got a platinum card".
"Whatever!".
"Here, here. Take a look first..". That man was standing in the bathtub, showing himself in a banana boxer.
_Ugh, his body. What if I can't stand it??_ With great worry, Aruna leaned closer to the bathtub. She dipped her feet slowly into the warm water prepared by Mahendra. It turned out that this water had been scented.
Her chest trembled even more as the blue-eyed stared intently at her.
"Eh.. What are we doing?". Aruna was confused. She was still standing in the bathtub, not wanting to enter yet.
"Here. Come closer to me". Mahendra asked her to sit in front of him.
With her heart skipping a beat, that girl slipped into the water. She was as stiff as a robot. Slowly, as usual, a hand hugged her from behind.
"If other people saw this scene, they would've laughed out loud at me. How can a married couple take a bath in full clothes?". Mahendra complained as he put his face on Aruna's shoulder.
That hand pulled her further back, asking his wife to lie on his chest. They seemed to find a comfortable place. Hendra leaned his body on one edge of the bathtub.
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