ALYA DIARY

175

"Mas... Alya's sorry, Alya didn't talk about anything other than the job."

Alya was still talking to himself but Angga just kept quiet, without saying a single word while turning his back on his wife.

"Mas... Hiks.hiks... Sorry Alya, don't be quiet. Alya was confused as to how to."

Feeling the tightness that was on the chest, Alya spilled it by crying and turning her back to Angga. He buried his face in the pillow, it felt like screaming to let go of all and everyone heard.

"As for Mas, if you want to get angry, Alya is tired of Mas explaining everything. Take aja Alya O Allah, Alya tired of mending to die."

Alya it feels overflowing to say so.

Hearing so Angga flipped his body and hugged Alya from behind.

"Don't say that."

Alya was still crying and Angga wiped her tears with her finger.

"Don't say that, if there's an angel through it."

"Biarin, Alya tired Mas Angga not horrified Alya, hiks...Why does Alya exist."

"Hustt... Don't say that, sorry."

Angga hugged her tightly and rubbed Alya's tears gently but Alya's heart hurt.

"Udah is also a child's behavior." In my heart Alya spoke, sin actually cursed husband like that but really Angga if jealousy makes Alya frustrated maybe if they are dating status has asked to break up but this is married and married it is not to be played.

"Don't like to say it's not good to be afraid of an angel passing by, I'm sorry."

"Mas Angga his jealousy is late, Alya tired Mas taste." Alya still turned her body and Angga twisted his wife's body to face him but Alya was still reluctant.

"Now it's a war."

Again, Alya only dared to speak in his heart.

"Honey, face here dong sin you back to the husband."

Angga and even make Alya more annoyed.

"If the wife does not obey the husband of sin he said, continue if the husband makes the wife annoyed whether there is no rule that says it is sin."

Angga sighed and then he who spun in front of Alya who was still silent did not budge.

Alya did not look at the Angga who was in front of him.

"Darling.."

Angga cupped Alya's face with both hands.

"Sorry..."

He said while giving a sweet kiss on Alya's forehead.

Alya is now just silent she is confused by the nature of Angga who is easily angry continues to turn into romantic again.

"Don't repeat what you said earlier, just alone with another man Mas jealous darling. It's almost a guy with his legs."

Alya stared at Angga's face not expecting her if her husband was willing to do such a thing.

"Mas can be a non-jok that's a person."

Angga and Alya added like they did not believe their husband if they were jealous they could be blind.

"Don't cry anymore, we're sleeping."

Angga brought Alya into his arms but Alya who usually hugs also the body of her husband now she quietly received the treatment of Angga without replying.

Alya was silent still hurt with Angga did not listen to what he said and just angry.

Angga grabbed Alya's hand and wrapped it around her body.

"This is warmer."

Alya could not smile yet, He was silent in Angga's arms and just pretended to close his eyes because he actually could not sleep.

"Bag.."

Alya opened her eyes but without facing Angga.

"Hmmm, yes, dear."

"Alya just quit work."

Angga is silent not to react anything, which in the heart of Alya at this time only wants to find a solution so that Angga is not jealous if talking to the opposite sex.

"Sleep, baby, it's night."

Angga held it tightly.

"Alya must how Mas, so Mas Angga is not jealous even though Alya's friends are a lot of guys."

Angga did not answer, He closed his eyes and pretended to sleep when in fact he had not slept.

"Yes..."

Alya looked at Angga but there was no response, her husband was silent.

"Mas can't answer, dear." In Angga's heart.

"Why does it hurt to see you talk to another guy I'm afraid of losing you."

Angga closed his eyes and spoke in his heart.

Alya felt Angga not paying attention to her, He released his embrace and then flipped his body back.

Angga opened his eyes and held Alya's body so as not to turn his back on her.

"Darling, sleep is night."

Angga rubbed Alya's hair and kissed her forehead.

Alya was silent, She already felt that her husband was reluctant to talk to their problems and always switched the conversation.

Alya closed his eyes again, it also did not make him sleep his mind even to where - anywhere.

"Mothers... Alya wants to go home."

Alya only dared to speak in her heart as well and her tears just escaped.

The night is getting late at 3 am, somehow what time He just closed and now Alya woke up feeling like he wanted to go to the bathroom. After fulfilling his wishes he took ablution and night prayers asking for peace of heart.

He saw Angga sitting on the bed looking at himself, Alya returned to the bed and laid down her body.

Angga looked at Alya's eyes which clearly looked damp, because they cried out at some point and finally slept alone.

"Darling..."

Angga fell down next to Alya and hugged her.

"Hmmm..."

"Sorry, honey, I'm sorry."

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