A Mistake

She's My Husband

The car drove at a moderate speed with Hans still loyal to his silence. This situation has certainly made Dira sad, confused and misbehaved.

"If it turns out that every birthday I celebrate always makes the people around me angry and unhappy, I want to feel like I chose not to be born in this world, so that they could be happy because I was not there." he murmured softly while looking straight ahead and his eyes began to glaze over. Dira's mood is now really chaotic, in addition Dira now has to face a husband who has always been angry with him since last night without him knowing the reason.

Hearing the muttering of his wife, Hans immediately pulled over his car.

"Why talk so dear? I don't like to hear it." said Hans as he stroked Dira's hair.

"Like not like, that's what Dira feels right now. Can't Dira reveal Dira's own heart?" Hans speechless... "According to mas. what's wrong with Dira try... Dira it never needs a birthday greeting from others, Dira also does not need a gift from others let alone from the former who is clearly no longer in Dira's heart... But why is Dira still to blame... If later every Dira celebrates the anniversary will happen like this again, what is wrong if Dira regrets being born in this world?" And the tears escaped from Dira's defense... Dira cried without a sound. Hans immediately removed the car seat belt on his body and which was attached to Dira's body. The body of his favorite wife into his arms, making Dira cry more and more.

"Dira tired... Dira tired if always blamed.hiks hyks..."

"Astaghfirullah.don't say that, no one blames you, dear...." Hearing Hans's words, Dira suddenly pushed her husband's body.

"Mas lied.. mas did not say I was wrong, but what happened last night? I know last night I was angry with someone, but why did you vent your anger at Dira. With the heart and heart to treat Dira harshly as if Dira had done wrong, even Dira's phone that did not hurt also joined the danting mas... Now Dira want to ask the same mas... what mistakes have Dira made so that mas treats Dira as rough, so that the mas also do not think about the condition of Dira who is two-bodied?"

Hans was silent for a moment and then he started to tell me the cause of his anger last night.

"Sorry. mas is too childish..."

"Hmmm..."

"But I really don't like the style of Damar saying happy birthday to you... Apaan tuh my princess. What's wrong with the usual ngapinnya.ja happy birthday... It's just an emotion." Dira smiled batedly as she listened to her husband tell her a story.It was exactly rich Hara who was complaining to him, but Dira still chose to be quiet and pay attention to every word spoken by Hans.

"In addition he is clearly trying to provoke you about the mas meeting with Jessica in the mall... So throw that phone, baby... But you do not have to worry, today also buy it instead. the latest and most expensive mobile phone for you..."

"Have the story finished?" Hans nodded at the rich bego man... "Now it's not a problem mas want to replace Dira's phone with a new phone, but who needs mas underscorei of all that.... Dira wrong what and where is the fault?"

"There's no dear..."

"Na... tuh mas tau.. but why did last night seem to be punishing Dira?"

"But I'm sorry, dear. mas khilaf, because of emotions. mas jealous.. mas not willing if you are seduced by others. mas afraid to lose you again..." Hans hugged Dira's body tightly.

"Since when was the crisis confident? And since when do you feel like you're competing with Damar?" Hans took off his arms and held both of his wife's shoulders.

"Eh so good... Mas Hans mah never felt contemptuous to compete with Damar yes. because mas is sure if mas will be the winner..."

"Ma... So what ...? Why...?"

Instead of answering Hans hugged Dira back.

"We just close the book about last night, and I promise I won't repeat it again." whispered in Dira's ear.

"Hmmm..." Hans took off his arms and put his seatbelt back on Dira and himself.

"Where do you want to go? Today is your day, ready to be your handsome servant.he he he he..."

"Being ready to spend whatever Dira wants?"

"Ready..."

"Today Dira wants to go to the mall, a lot of shopping for the children's home and then we go to the Orphanage Hope Kasih after Hara comes home. Can you?"

"Of course, dear... but Hara today came home in the afternoon... So we can go for a walk before shopping for the orphanage right?" Dira nodded. "So where are we going?"

"Where are the origin with mas and Dira not left..."

"Ngaco.. mas can not leave you. mas do not want to be alone anymore. It's only five years we've been through... I love you dear..." Hans kissed Dira's forehead.

"I love you too... We're leaving now?"

"Let's go..."

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The arrival of the couple was able to distract the mall visitors that day. Actually Dira felt uncomfortable seeing the eyes of the mall visitors who the average girl was watching her husband.

"It's wrong place deh.." grumbled Dira softly while pouting.

"No papa... Oya mas, Dira laper..."

"Hmm... What do you want to eat, baby?"

"Can Japanese be tasted?" asked Dira while sulking spoiled to her husband. Dira deliberately behaved so because more and more beautiful girls were looking at Hans, then dossiers with his friend.

"May but eat the food of the dead yes.don't eat the food raw.." replied Hans while walking his wife's nose. Hans knew at this time, his wife must be uncomfortable with the behavior of the girls.

"Yes, but Dira wants to go to the toilet for a second, mas..."

"Mas delivery..."

"That's all right... Go to the ladies' room, not the public toilet..."

"Because, we'll wait in front of the toilet. I don't want it to happen again." said Hans worried about his wife.

"But..."

"Why does there always have to be 'but' anyway...? Please baby, I guess you can't..."

"Yes yes, but what is it..."

"No..."

"Ish.. has not finished talking... have played cut aja.." grumbled Dira. "Don't poke.. keburu kebelipis..."

After the unimportant debate, they finally walked to the women's toilet.

"That's lucky that the girl has a rich partner that. To the toilet, just want to go..."

"Yes..why the handsome ones are good practice... Make me envious..."

Dira heard all the rafters, wanted to get angry but what was the problem? Hans did not look at the girls, and the girls were simply amazed.

Hans was standing not far from the ladies' room, playing with his dresser, when a beautiful and sexy girl approached him. Along with that, Dira was out of the toilet.

"Excuse me, can I contact you?"

"Can't.." cried Dira "He's my husband... Do not try to dare to approach him." he said again while shaking his waist and standing in front of Hans and the sexy girl immediately left because of embarrassment. Hans who had not even seen the form of a girl who invited him to meet became surprised to hear the voice of Dira who was angry.

"Mas, we go home now..."

"Lho why? He said he wanted to eat at a Japanese restaurant..."

"It's not a laper..."

Hans was confused by Dira's sudden change in attitude, but in the end he could only obey.

'Bumil base.' Hans murmured inwardly...

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