About A Taste

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...Because many ask for a part containing the contents of the hearts of Cak Ibil or Husna, here Lhu-Lhu will grant your wishes. Happy reading!...

POV Cak Ibil

This troubled state of heart is what I now feel. An innocent girl who is not ahu I have sacrificed her true feelings. And now I am trapped in the fire that I have set myself.

This love has grown with her over time. From the beginning I got married was to divert my feelings of love towards Anisa. The girl's best friend I married. It worked, but the girl left.

I never blamed him, because it was my fault. But I still hope to be back with him. Until I came to Jakarta to meet him and to fight again for the love I had wasted.

The beauty of my heart when I found out that my woman already had a new one. Someone who deserves it. Not like me, this bastard.

My heart broke again when I came to her wedding. Not my woman who invited, even her husband-to-be.

“You did not attend the reception of Ustadzah Wardah Na?” I asked Husna who happened to meet in a pendopo memorizing the Quran.

“Ndak Cak, rather than later even cry there, mending do not have to see all of you,” he replied.

“Nangis moved? Yes no papa to, it is natural,” I replied in wonder.

“Nangis because my heart prefers others,” continued Husna.

I never thought Husna liked my ex-wife's future husband. My daydream was spread by a voice call from the office for departure to Jakarta with a group of pesantren. I finally left husna alone in the pendopo.

Strengthen the heart and strengthen the emotions and faith is now my motto. Must be strong against my woman who already belongs to another man. Along the way I tried to win the beat of my jantunh as if to wrestle.

"Please Bill" that's all my friends can say.

From the beginning of entering the reception hall, until Kinj was about to say a word of congratulations it felt very heavy. To draw the lips to smile should be forced.

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Out of the studio Eza still faithfully clasping Wardah fingers. Wardah is still struggling with her own thoughts. How could the man she met on the beach once be her own husband? And at that time he was still a wife with Cak Ibil. The world is so narrow. Surprisingly Wardah did not remember the man's face.

“Why Ay?” ask Eza.

“Still doubtful the same said Mas earlier. Time yes, which time is Mas?” answer Wardah.

Eza ordered a cafe in the office. It's unethical to explain everything in the middle of the road with people milling about.

Eza took his salary and showed his social media to Wardah. A photo of a woman from behind Eza was posted on Instagram. Wardah knows very well if it's her. The post was also posted at the same time. Waitaminute! Those caps break Wardah's focus. “Let me hope if this woman is for me Ya Robb”

“Yes, and God granted my prayers. I knew at the time that I had a husband. But, Mas still has hope to be united with Ayang,” replied Eza. Now they are in a cafe vvip tv station office they visit.

“Sorry Ay, because of Mas prayer you suffer with the kunyuk,” he continued.

Wardah smiled at Eza. There was no hatred at all for her husband. He was down with the incident that happened to him, but now it is very happy to have Eza on his side.

“But, maybe at this time Dedek is still struggling with the cold attitude Cak Ibil if Mamas does not pray Dedek,” replied Wardah.

The cup! One kiss landed on Wardah's lips. Gently Eza*******that soft textured object. It has been a long time since he wanted to*******, but he always kept it. Afraid of blur. Haha.

Geck! Geck! Geck!

The knocking of the door broke the romantic session of the two of them. A waiterss delivering their order turned out. They had lunch first before continuing on to Eza's office. There's a monthly meeting this afternoon. Though Eza still has a vacation, but still this monthly meeting can not be carried out without him.

"Wooaahh! Cheff Arnold's been to this cafe it turns out Mas!" exclaimed Wardah saw a signature on the wall.

"Yes, the place to eat that has his signature is definitely famous for its delicious," replied Eza.

True to Eza's words, Wardah seemed to enjoy the food order with pleasure.

"You try the ramen Mas" Wardah pointed at Eza's bowl.

Eza happily greets Wardah. Because Wardah himself is not good at using chopsticks. Okay fine! Now Wardah is spending Eza's food.

"It looks like the drink is delicious" said Eza.

"Wanna try?" ask Eza doubtfully.

Without hesitation Wardah nodded and took Eza's glass. Suck it in carefully, scrutinizing its taste.

"Can really! It's good to have Mas... Yes change!" he said without sin.

"Yes" answered Eza.

"The sincere dong," said Wardah.

"Yes my love, what a love that does not make me beautiful," replied Eza again.

Behold it! Why belongs to others feels more delicious than your own choices.

"Even though having her own is also delicious," the inner Eza who is now sipping Wardah's drink.

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