Besan Ooooh Besan's...

Heart Failure

Hendra POV

I can't see this woman shut up and shut her mouth tight. I don't know why the situation feels so bland if he's silent.

As much as possible I tried to serve and comfort him. I, who had never been friends with a woman before, felt different about her.

After my late wife of course.

But they're different.

Saangat differs.

If my late wife was a calm, gentle, mature, patient and elegant woman. This woman is the opposite. Fussy, grumpy, tomboyish and a little sloppy.

But their opposite nature has its own charm.

If I don't have to go to great lengths to explain and ask my late wife for understanding, then with this woman I must die persuading. Like persuading my only way daughter, Aretha, when she was little while sulking.

Ah I haven't done it in a long time.

Just look at the mouth of the duck, which usually never stops sounding, now like a duck swallowing its voice.

I took a position in the long queue to pay for the food.

I was surprised, the cashier's position was in front of there, but why were their gazes centered on me?

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I glanced at my waist because someone was embracing my waist.

I was surprised when I looked at the owner whose sassy hand touched my body. I want to throw that little hand.

But I undo it.

Because that tiny hand belongs to my besan which also renders spoiled.

My hands are cuddling his shoulders. Making those hungry eyes tickle and return to their origin.

I remembered Arga's treatment of her which made me misunderstand.

I ventured to kiss her on the side of her head, as if I were her lover.

Uh he's diem. He looked me in the eye and gave me his sweet smile.

Gaaaaad...

I don't know if my heart doesn't want to be. Prance to prance in there.

My breath felt short and heavy.

I tried to catch my breath, but he was holding my hand on his boat.

He must have felt my hands trembling. The tiny hand patted his clap as if to calm me down.

Her crazy.

Now both hands are in my stomach.

Maybe after this he'll laugh at me because I feel my face blushing.

He might have gotten rid of the hyena herd.

But he's making new trouble.

Made me heart failure.

"Do you want anything else, baby?" my drama tries as naturally as possible.

I don't know if my voice is shaking.

He nodded, then looked at me.

"No. I see you're full, baby"

Ahhe... ****..

Why does she make her voice sexy?

"You can do it, baby"

I flicked his nose.

I want to put my lips to his lips. Just curious, whether the tiny lips will come back babbling.

I put my lips to his ear.

"Have you always been like this with Arga?" my many. Made him suddenly raise his head, and almost this lip stuck.

Why do not I immediately**** just, pura khilaf, or what should be the reason for improvising acting?

Ah stupid me.

"He em" he answered briefly. Then his head was back facing the front. While leaning on my shoulder.

He is really good at breaking women's hearts.

Is this one way to protect Arga from women unclear?

Justjust wonderful.

He broke my heart at that moment.

I admit.

I started to open my heart when I met her.

My curiosity broke my principle of not dropping my heart on another woman.

Every night I ask the Almighty for guidance.

I also seemed to be talking to my late wife, I apologized to her many times each night if reality exposed me to feelings that began to grow back after 20 years of my holding on to my principles.