100 DAYS OF MARRIAGE

Roti

Namira POV.

Mounds of red soil that is still wet with the decoration of various kinds of fresh petals has now become the final resting place of the father.

Every living person will surely meet his death at any time and any way, but, may I feel disappointed because I was not beside him in his last moments? Or actually that night, he actually came to see me before finally leaving to leave the world forever.

I don't know what to do, my planned return full of joy even covered in sorrow that incised a gaping wound. I had lost the figure that made me fall in love for the first time, the figure of the man who guided my hand as I began to learn to step, the figure of the man who became the protective shield when mother brought a broom to chase me and hit me whenever I was wrong.

I daydreamed inside the room looking at the medium-sized photo framed in the old figura that was currently within my grasp. Dad looks very handsome and dashing with a white shirt clad in blue jeans.

All the memories seemed to revolve in my mind, about my childhood, school graduation, until I worked, the figure of the father was always there to accompany and support me.

I kept crying until I was tired and asleep while hugging the old picture frame.

'Dad,,, forgive your daughter, I love you and miss you.'

***

As I began to open my eyes, my net goals caught the figure of the man who became my true love in place of my father's responsibility towards me, Emil, my husband.

He seemed agitated, walking back and forth while holding the phone he was sticking in the ear, like he was having a serious conversation with someone on the other side, but I had not had time to say hello, yet, he found me first who woke up.

"Darling, are you awake?" Emil immediately hung up his phone, put the flat object in his pants pocket, then walked up to me who was sitting on the bed cross-legged, and he sat on the edge of the bed facing me.

"Good morning, how did you sleep? Wakeless? You need anything? I'll get you some water, you'll be thirsty." Emil was about to stand up but I quickly grabbed his hand, then pulled it slowly, and Emil sat back on the edge of the bed.

"Don't go anywhere, I don't need anything. I just want you by my side, I just need you." I'm spoiled for wrapping my hands around Emil's waist, and putting my face into his bvlgary-scented chest. The scent that became my candlestick, the scent that became my pride and was able to make my blood rush faster.

Emil returned my arms warmly, stroked my hair, then kissed my forehead. I feel very happy, behind the sadness of losing my father, God sent Emil as the best husband, the substitute father to take care of me, love me, love me and take care of me.

"Darling, have you forgiven me?" tanya Emil sounded bitter. I know, he must have felt guilty for keeping my father's death a secret from me yesterday, but I tried to understand Emil's position at that time which was very difficult. And of course I don't blame him. I just feel disappointed, maybe in fate, or in myself, I don't know, because I'm just a human being.

"I don't need to forgive you, baby, because you're innocent." I replied.

"You know? I was so afraid, you would get angry, hate me and then you left me, I kept thinking about that for a long time, I was so afraid of losing you," Emil gave a tighter hug, as if to affirm that what he said was the truth, and I believe that.

"I'm so happy, thank you for loving me, I can't live without you, it sounds childish, but I really, I love you so much, so I'll never get away from you, Emil. Even if you tell me to get up early, ask me to make breakfast for you, or prepare your work clothes, I won't leave you, unless,,," I hang up my words, my tongue suddenly feels weak when I want to say them.

"Except?" Emil took off our embrace, he lifted my chin to lock our net to look at each other.

"I can't forgive a betrayal" I said in a trembling voice, my eyes blurry with tears beginning to run down the river.

"I cannot turn away from you, you are everything to me, you have touched my soul, I love you so much." We hugged back.

"Please promise me you'll always be faithful no matter what our circumstances, you know? I've always been scared, afraid that if you're tempted and go back to your old life, really, I'm always scared when I imagine you're with other women, including Sexyola, it makes me feel sad, my heart suddenly aches and I hate it."

There was no answer from Emil, he only intensified his embrace while showering my head with a few kisses.

If I had known what Emil was whispering about right now, because from that moment his heart kept pounding, or maybe he was wanting to? It's been two days since we got to mom's house, we've never done it.

"Dear," I'd like to start.

"Hem,,," Emil still hugged me.

"Didn't you want to?" my question is very slow. As soon as Emil took off our embrace, he looked at me in a meaningful way, a gaze that I clearly knew what he meant. Hazel beads sparkle.

"You,,, ready?" tanyanya enthusiastic.

"He em," I nodded with a smile, come to think of it, my ex-Casaanova man's husband is very funny. And I'm falling in love with her.

Emil connected our lips, melu.mat my upper lips, alternating with the lower lip, kissing them softly and gently, until the longer our kisses turned rough and deeper, wanting more and more.

Emil slightly pushed my body back, I resigned still continue to hold Emil's lips, Emil's hands began to guerrilla, unbuttoned my nightgown patterned moon stars, and, but when that burly hand started to come down to touch my core area, I felt something else, wet, but I knew it was different.

"Gum!" I took off our kiss.

"Wait," I cried nervously.

Without answering, I jumped out of bed and ran into the bath, ignoring Emil who kept calling my name.

"Darling,, what's up? You why?" Emil followed me, but his steps stopped at the bathroom door because I locked him from the inside.

Well, the release of our longing had to be postponed until next Sunday because my guest had arrived.

'Ck.' There was a sense of disappointment from the arrival of this monthly guest because I was expecting a pregnancy, I was rude, but this is the provision that God gave, maybe not yet.

'Lunches!' I went out of the bathroom glumly.

"Darling, what's wrong?" emil asked worriedly, he looked very anxious.

"Darling, are you sick? How about gini? Don't get sick, hold on for a second, at least after we've finished a round, uh,,, no-no, no-round." hail who immediately got a thumping ultimatum on his arm from me.

"Aww,,, shhtt!" Emil rubbed his arm which must have been sore and hot because I hit him hard.

"Honey,,, sick, ." lamented Emil followed me walking towards the nightstand of the closet.

"Darling, what's wrong?" emil asked as I searched for my sacred object that might still be left.

"Dear,,,,"

"Emil,,, no love sessions, forget it."

"Whatchu mean? Why?" Emil seems to be inadmissive.

Look, where's that cute face? Suddenly disappeared.

"The red one's coming,"

"The red? The red one was ready,,,," Emil's sentence paused because I was shaking my waist while looking at him sharply.

"O oooh,,,, the red one,,, he he he, yes. The red one, he he he."

I want to laugh at the look on Emil's face right now.

"Darling, until when?" asked Emil again when I was busy checking the nightstand or nightstand near the bed.

"One Sunday" I answered. I don't know why I want emotions.

"One Sunday, it's a murder plotting its name!" exclaim Emil did not accept. I stopped looking for sacred objects and looked back at them.

"Oohh, one Sunday, yes yes yes yes, one Sunday not long, just a minute, the patient yes, junior yes.... Later will be the same as Mera."

"Mera? Who's mera?" I shouted not to hear Emil mention the name of another woman.

"Iishh,, iissh,, the jealousy is creepy. Mera it's me.me.w Namira." clearly Emil is clear who immediately makes me laugh crazily by the abbreviation he gave to the core area of my body, Mera, not a bad name!

"Darling, can you please?" I asked spoiled who immediately got a response from Emil.

"What dear?"

"Please, buy me some Japanese bread, which has wings."

"Huh?"

",,,,,,,"

I could only smile at the horse's grin in response to Emil's shock.

'Remember, winged Japanese bread.'

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