Charm Duda Ganteng But Jutek

Chapter 44

Amaras

"In charge?",manyaku parroted.

"Yes, because I've been harassing you!"

I smiled cynically.

"Nothing happened between us. Just like that!", I said. Even in my heart, I felt immense shame.

"Just you say?" repeated Alby. I turned my face away. My position is still attached to Alby's body.

"Yes! Isn't kissing a natural thing?", I asked. I hope he doesn't know if my voice is shaking.

He looked at me so deeply, even his hands were already coiled around my waist. His eyes are staring at me so sharply.

"Steach say? I almost ruined your future, you said natural!? Even our status is unclear!"

I neutralize my own feelings. Why like this? I turned my face the other way.

"See me Amara?"

"All because of Alby's accident. You are in an unconscious state. I'm not holding anything accountable from you."

"You saw me 'doing' on top of your body you said unintentionally?"

"Enough By!'', I pushed her but she only took a step back until her hand that was on my waist came off.

"You don't have any feelings for me?" he asked. Huh! It always is!!!

"No!", I replied loudly.

"really? Even you replied to my ci*** earlier, you said you didn't have feelings for me? Answer Amara!"

"You want me to answer what By? What???"

Alby shook his head, only his breathing was hunting with his sharp gaze on me.

"You want, I say if I still love you, do you?", my tears suddenly melt.

"I know, I was too aggressive to approach a widower like you. The arrogant widower! The widower who twice offended his wives! What do you expect from me, huh?"

"You think I can't see from your eyes how much you still love Bia. Why are you asking my feelings to you! What's important to you?!," I pointed at Alby's chest.

"There's no Alby! Not necessary! And about what happened this afternoon, okay! I was too carried away by feelings. I enjoyed your ci***, even replying to it too. You know what that means? I'm not a good woman who just because of what you did earlier, makes you responsible for me. I've done more than that!"

Brakk!!

Alby hit the wall next to my head.

"I don't believe Amara!"

"As much as you want to believe or not! That's none of my business. Clearly, there is nothing you need to account for me. I want a break! Go home!", I said.

Alby looked at me.

"Maybe right, I still love Bia. It's not that easy to forget someone who's been with us all along. But that doesn't mean I'm....!"

"I what is heum? You want to tell me, you already have a taste in me. I mean???", now I'm the one who's staring hard at him. He also returned my gaze.

"Mario...!"

"Stop Alby's! Stopit! Never make me baper just because your attitude is different to me in other women. I'm used to being ignored. But I also have feelings. Please don't act like I have any expectations with you, By! Please!", I put both my hands in front of my chest.

"We live our lives like we never knew each other. We're just business partners! Forget if an Amara ever fell in love with a man who had never been able to move on from his wife who he had hurt so deeply. Forget Alby! Forget it!", my voice weakened in tandem with melted tears.

"Mara ..!", she will wipe away my tears. But I backed off and then ran him off.

"Enough, By! Enough!", I raised both my hands.

Regardless of Alby again, I went into my room.

I lean behind the door. What we just said has no meeting point at all.

My body is falling behind the door. I drowned my face in my knee. It shouldn't have happened today. I was still trying to forget the strange feeling present in my chest. Why would it be Alby? Why should I have a fight between us like we were lovers? We have no commitment whatsoever!!!

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Alby

Two o'clock in the morning I arrived home. Coincidentally when I needed it, there was a taxi passing by. I didn't bring Amara's car even though she let me take it. But, maybe now he needs time to himself in order to ease his emotions.

I asked about her feelings for me, but I didn't know what I felt for Amara. Do I really have the same feelings for her?

But I still feel tight when Bia is happy with Febri. What do I really feel? There's no way I'll just forget my Bia. Nay!

The happy shadow Bia told me her twin daughters made me feel claustrophobic. If I hadn't hurt him if.andai..arggghhhhh!

But seeing Amara say all her chunks, made me think. Something seems to be wrong. I'm wrong here! If I don't want to open my heart to Amara or whoever it is. Then why is it like I'm making an opportunity for Amara? I said I'd be responsible for him.

What kind of response is Alby????!!! Marry her that way? He just refuses, By! Or is she afraid of feeling what Bia and Silvy feel, like I hurt them???

Nabil slept with Mak tonight. Maybe tomorrow morning I'll be a little afternoon off to the office.

Morning greeting, Nabil went into my room in between Mak. But Mak just drove her to the front door.

"Papa!", Nabil went up to my bed. I rubbed my eyes. When I wrote, the sun was already visible. That means I don't pray at dawn.

"Hey, honey. I took a shower!", Nabil sat on my lap.

"What time do you come home? Nabil waited for papa but papa didn't come home. Nabil bobo with grandma!", Nabil with his lisp language. Although only two years old, in fact Nabil is smart.

There was a feeling of regret in my chest. I wanted to straighten out my problems with Amara, but instead I ignored Nabil's no-holds Mak.

"Sorry papa, baby?", I grabbed him and kissed him on the top of his head.

"Why work again abis from Dede Fesha?", asked Nabil with his song. I nodded, forced to lie to my son. If you knew my son, what I would have done.

"Papa do not continue to work, Nabil will be equally papa!", said Nabil. Yes, God! My son can protest now.

"Dear, sorry, papa." Nabil nodded in my arms.

"Nabil laper, papa take a shower?!"

"Dear, papa take a shower. Later on breakfast."

My nabil got out of bed. Half an hour later, I was tidy with my clothes and headed to the dining table.

"What time is Jang?", asked Mak. I stared at his old netra which still showed how much he loved me even though only his stepson, uh.

"Jam two Mak!", I replied. Mak no longer asks anything.

"Jang, there is den Azmi in front of his son deh kanya?" said Mang Sapto.

"Go in Mang!", I said. Mang Sapto also called Azmi and the princess.

"Assynnya!"

"Walaikumsalam!", answered me and Mak. Nabil has been focusing on his breakfast ever since. He's been eating for a long time.

"The salim used to be the same about Alby as Grandma Titin, Put!", Azmi told her seven-year-old daughter.

I welcome the Princess' hand, and so does Mak.

"Breakfast Mi!", I said.

"We had breakfast, Boy!"

"You want to take the princess to the office? Is he sick again?", I asked.

"Yes, I couldn't rest in the room. Kasian if I live in a rented house. I also want to work, today we do a lot of work. How could I possibly bear to you know that much work. I didn't go in yesterday."

If there are others, Azmi and I do not use the word Lo Gue, but I you hehehe

"Princess here alone, same Grandma as Nabil, huh? Let the papa work?!", said Mak.

"Well, really! Princess is sick. To be taken from the ponpes would tell to rest, instead ask to join his father's work!"

Azmi looks at the Princess. The princess nodded and smiled. I don't know, Azmi is very grateful to have a daughter who understands the condition of her parents.

"Yes, Abi. The same princess on Nabil's deck with Grandma is nothing" said the Princess.

"But it will be troublesome Mak..!", reject Azmi.

"What kind of repot? Lah nga. Not only did Ani dateng tea, she also helped Mak take care of Nabil right. Anyway, if there is a daughter Nabil so there is a play. The princess can also rest here. Kasian if in the office, later on little you live, which there is no work consequences."

Azmi was confused. In a way, he's not good at his boss. On the other hand, he actually also did not have the heart to take the Princess to the office. More sick. But, it looks like the Princess is sick because of the kangen on her ashes.

"Princess really wants to be here? Not coming with Abi to the office?", asked Azmi to make sure.

The princess nodded quickly.'' Yes, Abi!"

"No, princess wants to. Don't worry, the princess will also eat here. It won't be abandoned!", my tease.

"Ishhh..what the hell!", said Azmi. We finally said goodbye, this time I did not bring a car. Let it be, nebeng same Azmi. There's something I want to tell him anyway. About what happened between me and Amara. Perhaps, a wiser Azmi could give me enlightenment.