Anila For Anala

CHAPTER 18 - THE OTHER SIDE OF THE FIRE

"An... Please let me in?" Maliq stared at Anila sharply. Trying to convince Anila to

give access to his life.

Anila silence. The longer Anila stayed, the more heartburn Maliq. Answer

hurry, please, An. I am angry too. Just don't shut up.

"An ...," call Maliq.

Anila straightened her head, staring directly at Maliq's bead of eyes. Anila saw

a seriousness in it.

Anila nodded.

Whahuh? Did he just say yes? Maliq could not believe Anila's answer. Anila

just agreed to Maliq to go further on his life.

The following days, Anila reopened sheet after sheet of her life journey

which has been past.

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Marriage with or without a courtship is the same according to Anila. Anyway, no

all are shown as is when dating. Sometimes they are intentionally made just for

impressing the couple. If you get caught ugly, yes ... that, anyway, apes only.

If not dating, then we are interested in the opposite sex, how? Yes, if you're ready to stay

justsaytheword. If not, wait until you are ready. Then if first people? Yes her name

not soul mate. Kan, if the soul mate will not go where. Sure, there will be the best as destiny.

That was the simple mind of Anila. Therefore, when Ranala and the family asked for it, Anila

enough istikharah and voila ...Have a great faith to accept it.

There is no confusion about the future. No doubt about the past. Anila sure,

ranala's courage to ask for her is enough as a sign that she is ready to give up the time

then. Starting a new page.

Ranala's a good man. Never once Ranala angry, rebuking, or just

disappointed in Anila's shortcomings. He was more silent, or evasive.

At least that's what Anila felt after three months of marriage.

Lately, something has been going on. Ranala, the introverted guy who is ironic talk into a man

it is exciting and a lot of stories. No, not to Anila but to someone else.

Like that night. The clock has shown at eleven o'clock in the evening. Just some lights

corner left on. The silhouette of the catapult swayed gently. Anila is not

found Ranala by his side.

After the search inside dimmed, faintly heard Ranala's crisp laughter behind the glass door. One of the ankles

held up over the thigh. Not silent, Anila could clearly see her mouth kamit komat. Mark

talked about.

Anila's glass door slid slowly, trying as much as possible not to cause a sound that

surprising to Ranala.

"Mas, aren't you sleepy?" ask Anila kindly.

"Yes, already. It will be connected again. Thanks, yes. Assalamualaikum." Ranala.

conversation on the phone. "Yuk, sleep," Ranala asked without answering Anila's question.

Anila followed Ranala's embrace. Back to his bedroom. But there's something

she was curious about Anila. Makes it unshackled.

"Mas" called Anila in the dark room.

"Hmm," Ranala replied from her side.

" Have you slept?" Hard to see in the dark. Only the silhouette of Ranala's face was captured

netra.

"Not yet."

"Can it?" Anila asked carefully.

"What?" Questions answered questions.

"Whose phone is the same? How's it till night?" Finally this question sentence came out

well from Anila's mouth. It had been three months that Anila was looking for the right time to ask. Until Anila realized, there would never be a good time. Anila just needs

a quick answer to calm his heart.

"Finished."

"Women?" Anila had indeed caught a voice across the phone. Voices

gentler. Anila was sure it was a female voice.

"Yes," replied Ranala lightly.

"Sorry, yes, Mas. But shouldn't you keep your distance from the women?

That means..this, right, is the mall...."

Ranala got up from her lying position. Now sitting on the side of the bed facing Anila.

Sighing in rough breath. Anila was stunned by Ranala's sudden movements. Spontane makes Anila

stopped saying. Follow uphold the position of his body, equating with Ranala.

Staring at Ranala who was caught was taking a step to talk.

"Gini, yeah. Before you, I already had a friend. I've known them for a long time

than I know you. Not that when I marry you, I have to

leave my friends."

My-you? Why does that pronoun sound foreign. Seasing Ranala's figure in Anila's eyes

hodiernal. The first time Anila saw the other side of her husband, Ranala–Sang fire.