Buying Wife

part#43

I still endure the pain that now feels so overwhelming. My big toe had a piece of rock inserted into his nail. Don't imagine what it's like. To get it my nails have to be removed. Thank goodness very much enjoy.

We were still in our position when Aldo's car drove me to the hotel where I was staying. Stepping with one leg dragged, made some people stare full of question marks. If I had been kosher to Aldo, maybe he would have carried me walking. I can see it from the look on his face that looks so beautiful. Or maybe he felt guilty because the surprise was not worthwhile.

Aldo is outrageous. She was so desperate to do what I thought was stupid just to find out how I really felt about her. But that answers everything. Including the anxiety I've been feeling all along.

Now, I know. Loss when he is not there. Awe at the change after change he showed, and the laughter of being with him was not because he I considered as the best friend. I really don't want to lose him. I'm afraid he's gone. I want him to be all mine.

Maybe because I've never been together before. I feel like a cheap, lowly woman. Why am I so easily in love. Seeing the kindness of Mr. Son, I immediately fell in love in an instant. And now ....

No I deny, I really need affection. I am thirsty for people who love me. I want to live with him who needs my presence.

I just want to be loved. That'sthat's all. And I got it from Aldo.

It's okay what people say. Isn't being loved by someone who happens to be equally rich is sustenance? what's wrong? I love them because they are the only ones who care about me. It was a coincidence that Aldo loved me and he was born the son of the sultan. It is not the intention of the heart to want to memoroti or aji mumpung life and enjoy the treasure.

If my intention is because of treasure. Maybe I won't care about Ririn not liking her when her husband gives me his fortune. If I were a matre, I would not give back what was in my name.

Maybe this is a gift from the pain I've felt since childhood. Alhamdulillah.

"If there's anything, call right away. Hours anyhow. Don't worry about anything else being embarrassed. Ok?"

I just nodded slowly without looking at him. He said, staring at him who is not clean is a sin. Ah, although sometimes I still do it. I lived in the boarding school for only one month. I still have a lot to know about religion.

"Rb ...."

"Yes." Yeah." I'm looking.

"Thank you."

I only replied with a smile before we were separated by the door I immediately closed.

My feelings are still very messed up. I don't want to lose her, and I'm ashamed. Shame on myself. Not long ago she was a widow but was able to accept other men. Oh my God, is this wrong?

After feeling fresh because my body is clean and has changed clothes. I lay down on the bed playing with my phone. There is a message I haven't read yet.

"Sir Son?" ask a little when you see the sender of the message.

[Mahira, whatever Ririn says, don't listen. Just ignore. I'm sorry if you're disturbed. Thank you]

Yeah, I just remembered. Before the incident, Ririn had said she wanted to propose to me for her husband.

"What the fuck are they? his wife wants to propose to me and her husband? Can you play with my feelings?"

I'm a little upset. I don't know if this message is different. Can I go back to rocking, or ...

[It's okay. I am not interested in your wife's offer.]

[Yes. You should have had happiness. I pray you are happy out there.]

I rounded my eyes as he so quickly replied to my message. Again and again my heart is broken. Honestly, I want to know what really happened. However, I'm afraid I'm wrong again.

[I always do the same. Don't ask why, because the whole world knows the answer."

I was fishing a little, wanting to know the reason he gave me.

[Thank you.]

Regretting. That's how I feel right now. Shame is incredible. I should have realized that he only loved that woman. His kindness was only because I was his wife at the time. He just does his duty. Oh God! what's wrong with me? Awake Mahira. Forget about him and start opening your heart to Aldo. Steady feelings from now on just for Aldo.

My phone went off again. I who was immersing myself on the pillow immediately raised my head and grabbed the phone. Still hoping she gives me a message that makes my heart happy. Astagfirullah .. I hit my head hoping to wake up.

"Aldo ...."

[Don't sleep too late. Tomorrow they will send food. You don't need a way out."

Uh! he is attentive and kind. The son is just as good. But Aldo, he's good because he loves me. That's difference.

[Yes, thank you.]

[Still sick? have you taken the medicine?]

[Still. But not too sick after taking the medicine, anyway.]

[Thank God. Again I apologize]

[Yes, it's okay. It's just a small wound, really]

[Alright, get to bed soon. I'll pick you up tomorrow at 10 a.m.]

[Yes. Good evening. Have a good dream]

There's no reply. Maybe he doesn't want me to be distracted. I'm getting ready for bed. Even if it's only a few hours, it's good.

I woke up again when I heard the phone ring, probably already. The sound of the hotel room phone.

"This is what I have to lift first. Aldo or call?" my murmuring is in the state of eyes gnashing. Sleepy.

"Yes, hello."

"Good night, Mom. Sorry disturbed. What food for sahur can we deliver now?"

"Oh, that. Yes can. Please."

"Okay, then we'll be dropping off soon. Thank you." Thank you."

"Together."

My phone stopped ringing. I decided to call him back.

"Just up?" tanyakanya.

"Sahur first. The hotel guys haven't sent the food yet?"

"Now. They called."

"Thank God. Wash your face there. Let her beauty grow."

"Goddess. Morning blind gini is dreadful."

"Hehehe. Yes already, I also want to sahur first. Goodbye."

"Yes." Yeah."

Not long after, the bell rang. I rushed to open the door. Room service that brings food.

"Here you are, Mom."

"Yes, Mas. Please come in."

The mas-mas entered by pushing a trolley carrying .. why so much? I watched the man closely. Something is strange. And ....

"Al?"

He remained silent and arranged the food on the table. I approached. I'm sure it's Aldo. I know her perfume very well. Every time I see her, she wears the same perfume. It's not that she doesn't have any other perfume, I'm sure.

"I love the smell of your perfume now" I said at the time. And that's why she wears the same perfume every time we meet.

"Scent perfume you can't lie, Aldo. I remember the money."

He looked over after saving the last plate. Opening masks. And sure enough it was Aldo. I shook my head as the horse gnawed back in his face.

"What the hell, Al? until the end."

"I'm looking forward to renting this shirt to the hotel. Let it serve food for you sahur," he said spoiled. Like a little boy who is seducing his mother to buy candy.

"Couldn't you? can you, huh?"

He just scratched my head that wasn't itchy with his grin that wasn't gone. Ah, I forgot. The rich are free. The slogan seems wrong. They can do anything with money. Moreover, Aldo's parents are successful entrepreneurs, I believe that those who own this hotel include people known to Aldo's parents.

"Well together, yeah."

"We can't be in the same room alone. We're not mahrom, Al."

"Calm down, wait a minute." It's like he's got Inspiration, I don't know what it is. Immediately ran a little out of the room and came up with ....

"Astagfirullah Aldo ...." I thought less and less once three of his friends came in.

"Well, we're not both anymore, are we? they'll accompany us."

Honestly, I'm overwhelmed. Just because he wants to be with me, he has come this far. And that, the client wants to be brought here. I'm sure it's not for the money. As far as I know, Aldo's friends are average rich people, too.

"Thank you, Al."

"Don't geer just yet. I'm doing this because I feel guilty for your feet." He's a bitch. And I know it's just a joke.

We finally ate the five sahur. Still, Aldo and I ate separately from the three of them. Aldo's friends eat split. Some were in bed, on the sofa and even lesehan below. Aldo and I ate at the table.

"Aldo .. Thank you for always making me feel like I'm in this world."

"More if you're a madam" said her friend.

"Don't! he's a possessive. Could be your hand he's handcuffed let's stick it in his hand." Added his friend who sat in lesehan. I don't know what their names are. Aldo didn't always introduce his friends' names to me.

"Fear you're in the sky" he said.

"Lots of bacots! just eat. Consider it too early breakfast."

"It's not morning! it's malem! Tar's tomorrow morning, breakfast. It's a late dinner."

"Nowhere. I can eat again tomorrow morning, right? let's get a little fat on Lo's body."

I just scrunched my forehead. And it seems Aldo knows what I mean.

"They're not muslims." His whisper. I'm mangosteen. All right, I'm grateful again for that.

They were still accompanying when Azan roared. Aldo said he wanted to pray with me. His friend still accompanied because he did not want to arise slander.

"I go back to the room first. Later if you're ready to go to the foundation, you just call."

"Room?"

"Yes, I'm here. Afraid you need something, right deket. If I'm home too far."

"Mode! Fortunately you are a good woman. If not, she's rooming probably the same as you." Babe's friend.

"Heeehhh ..." Another friend pulled and smothered the man's mouth. I'm just smiling.

Aldo's face turned to be embarrassed and sad, I don't know.

"l. Its alright. That's the past. What matters is how it goes ahead."

After speaking. His face returned to how it was.

"Yes already. I'll go to the room first."

"Yes." Yeah."

As soon as the sun rises a little. I called Aldo. And we're quickly sliding into the foundation.

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