Antonym Intellect, Synonym of Dearest

I'm trying to make peace

50 missed calls gosh...

What time is it? It's dark out there.

Yes, I ended up staying at the Anggun house, Wearing Graceful pajamas, wearing Graceful sinkers, eating graceful food.

I brought nothing but my briefcase.

I was also given a guest room on the second floor which was unusually spacious. It could be the size of my mother's house, I heard, Anggun and Rio's house is divided into two sessions. Uncle Banyu's 1st floor is dedicated to Anggun and Rio 2nd floor. On the 2nd floor there are 4 rooms.

I asked why many rooms were built, because he said Anggun want to have many children. And again Uncle Banyu there are indications are looking for a future wife, so as much as possible they do not interfere with their father's activities.

I see my phone's at 21:30.

I woke up after dinner.

I was treated all-out by graceful. She was pregnant and ate a lot. All snacks exist. So yes I just need to.

I opened my WA. There is 1 Wa from my mother, the writing is : “Healthy body, nduk. Don't stress-stress.”

From the sentence he was not worried about my situation, surely Uncle Banyu had already informed me that I was at his house.

Then there's 37 WA from Ariel.

I let out a bad breath.

Should I open the contents?

At most it just seduced me.

But I'm curious.

But I'm prestige.

Duh,

Just open it.

Most words ‘maaf’ from him. And how much he loved me all this time.

Also the last sentence. “If you want a divorce, what can you do. As long as you are happy with your life.”

Those are the words I'm waiting for.

But why does it feel tight in the chest?

Then came WA in.

“I'm at home Anggun. Room next to you.”

Gee whiz...

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My heart rumbled erratically.I hesitated to knock on his room.

Whether this is shame, or prestige...

And why did he know I was here...?

It's like she's like a magnet that's always attached to me.

I stared at the big room door in front of me. I thought what was wrong with me?

Why did I come to Ariel's room?

Why don't you wait for him to come to my room?

Or had he knocked my room many times before but I didn't respond due to sleep?

Never mind...

No matter how he is my husband. We have to talk about problems...

Do I really want to get divorced from him?

Or is it just a momentary emotion?

Arka no longer exists...

Davina is no more...

What else is the reason I got divorced? There's none.

Kriet...

The door of the room opened before I knocked on it, when I hesitated.

Ariel in front of me.

Stare at me with eyes.

I was dumbfounded when I saw him.

He also seemed surprised to see me in front of his room.

Her hair was disheveled and her face .. pale.

He's still sick...

“Mm...” I'm confused about what to say, and where to start.

“I want to take a drink to the kitchen, my throat hurts so much,” he said without asking.

“Hm...” I awkwardly moved aside to give him a way.

“Drink in your room still there?’ tanyakanya.

“Hm... still.” answered me.

“Yes, we talked to you, I asked for a drink..” and he pulled me into my room.

Her hand.

It looks like the fever is coming back.

Then I saw some wounds on his hands

Is it not just berets? Why does it extend along the arm?

Is this a new wound? What the hell is going on?!

”Ariel? You are a beret gini?!” I cried in shock as I opened the sleeves of his shirt.

We've arrived in my room. He gulped down the mineral water from the pitcher above my nightstand and slightly glanced at me.

Then sit on my bedside.

Sighing.

“Hm, fall from motor.” Said.

“Fall from motor? When?!”?

But Ariel only shrugged her shoulders at a glance.

“Ariel-“

“There is more important than that.” he grabbed both my hands and held them.  Her white skin feels hot. Hotter than he had a fever yesterday.

“I asked once again... You want a divorce?” he looked up at me. His face was very pitying, as if he would not let me go.

“I...” My throat is suddenly very dry.

“I'm sorry, please give me a chance once again.” Hissing slowly. He was still coughing due to a throat problem. It looks like he's been hard at swallowing his saliva.

“Claudia, please.forget all my past. When we haven't met. All of that means nothing to me. It has nothing to do with the present. Please, baby? I'll apologize in any way you want,“

Now he pulls me and hugs my waist. His forehead is resting on my stomach. I stood between his thighs, beside the bed.

“I can I grant you all your requests, just don't ask me for a divorce, don't ask me to stay away. Please, Claudia. I've liked you for a long time. Since before there was a clause in our marriage! Now you've got it, but you're not happy. My fault where's Claudia? Please tell..”

He begged me.

This time I heard a man crying.

Because love.

Really, it felt like it broke my heart.

Moreover, seeing the daily life of Ariel who was violent and wayward, it felt that this scene in front of me was impossible.

The grip on my waist was so tight it didn't want me to fly.

I felt his hands even tremble.

How could I possibly see him like that?

Finally, gathering the energy, I put my hand on his head.

“You're not wrong anything. You're a good husband.” I said. “But give me a little time yes to be able to receive you.”

That night we both fell asleep in my bed, with him hugging me very tightly.

When I woke up at dawn, the one in front of my nose was his hot chest. I tilted my head, I heard his heartbeat.

Rhythm slowly, in a calm rhythmic condition.

Somehow, I was relieved her body was still beating.

“Ariel... wake up, it's dawn,”.

It's still closed.

I watched his face really.

Champ him.

His nose was pointed, his lips reddish and thin, with his arched eyebrows and his brownish hair in disarray.

His eyes were sunken and glazed as he stared. His smile is sometimes gentle, sometimes cynical. And the left canine teeth that appear longer than all his teeth.

How did his face grow when he grew up? When he grows up? Now he is already tall like this, even though his body tends to be thin. However there was a silhouette of muscles in his stomach, the number was six after the kuraba. Skinny but sturdy.

And his jaw is charming.

Naturally, he became the idol of most girls in school. Maybe even if he went to another school, he had become an impromptu artist.

But now he's my husband.

There was a sense of pride in calling this guy, who was crazy about all these girls, my husband. I feel like the most beautiful woman in the world. Ariel chose me from so many girls younger than me. Not that I feel old, I think 24 is even in the mood. Not too young, but not at all old. Although it is faster to be called ‘mbak’ not ‘dek’ anymore. Hehe.

I touched his jaw, then his chin, then his lips.

And after I realized I had advanced and softly pursed his lips.

“Build, darling... Pray first. Go back to sleep,”, I whispered.

He opened his eyes and looked at me while frowning.

“What do you call me? Dear?” he was still with micing-micing eyes because he just woke up.

I just smiled gently at him.

Ariel tried to sit with her eyes still on me. “Serious you call me ‘sayang’?”

“No likes?” my many.

“Such like...like....so very fond even..” he hugged me, and buried his face in my neck.

“Still yes... already want to admit me.” His whisper.

I felt my eyes tear up hearing it this way.

I don't really feel worthy of being loved this romantic.

**

“Learn love me, Claudia. Then I'll give you my whole world.”

ariel Clodio Rejoprastowo

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