Chapter 92. Trust

Kenanga, who heard him singing, was stunned and stayed to watch at the man beside her. That man was so handsome. He had those cute Japanese's half-bred on his face sculpture. For some moment, Kenanga was quietly listening to his alto low voice, which was soothing her heart immediately. That was the man who became the third person in her marriage still sang a song to calm her down.

"I told you I could sing, even if my voice is not as good as Kahitna," Gentala said, slowly turning to Kenanga, who was stunned to see him. She approached him and rested her forehead on Gentala's shoulder.

"I never have anyone sung a song for me before, thank you," muttered Kenanga softly, hugging Gentala's shoulder. Gentala held Kenanga's hand and kissed her head.

"Let me have you, Kenanga," Gentala whispered in Kenanga's head. While closing her eyes, Kenanga muttered.

"I am someone else's wife, Tala," Gentala's hand touched Kenanga's left finger.