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"An, who's the prince of business ? where's your friend going to play ?" my door wanted to know a lot, especially not the answer I found but a slightly sarcastic smile

"why ? Want to know, what would you like to know ??" timpal Anita really makes me more ambiguous and back to doing Search Quick access the existence of a husband that I never get. Maybe that reaction made Anita think a little deeply why ? why I ask like that.

"Ris, are you okay ?" the question made me turn back in my attempt to find a husband, "forgive me An, I have to find someone" I asked as I walked away

"Don't you say you're a wife, Hendrawan Bramantyo Wijaya "Anita said with a little stammering as if remembering something and covered her mouth while muttering my full name "Riska Amelia Putri" he muttered as he grabbed me to confess it hastily pulling me up the aisle without a word.

it did not take long to get into the main room of the classroom for socialites, and mendorannya disrespectfully repeatedly until the inside feel careless, if they normally should go out, if they should go out, without a word that I can ask has come back some employees who proved us in front of a room that is still tightly closed, "open soon" only Anita's orders open the room to make the distance between us.

it does not take long already emblazoned real scenery that is very dear to be missed for lovers of romance movies where the game will soon start with a little resistance from the party who again do bed games.

"Ris, I'm sorry "a regret that again looks "forgive me Ris can only help you so far" Anita said with teary eyes as she left without waiting for any word I could give

Unlike the woman who is disappointed in her efforts that are being designed mature but too mature until the results cause a foul odor to be discovered.

"Who are you?! the figure of the seductress snapped at me as if she was the owner of the Man who was almost entangled and the heating medicine was almost fully reacted.

"Come out" I replied lightly as I reached back for my phone and provided bodyguard information to help us provide information about our whereabouts, but back luck came when in-laws were at the end of the door with a little wordless sigh only the aura of anger was clearly visible.

That night seemed gripping when all was revealed while Mas Herdi was still in control of the drug was also not fully aware. We went back home while on the way only my guilty look of a blur I did by giving a gap to the woman outside who was ready to accept the title of mistress, tears are now starting to be unstoppable again with the roar of our car which is always in line with the security proposition that has been prepared.

Living a marriage relationship is not an easy thing to go through, there are many obstacles and obstacles that must be passed together. Struggling together in hard or happy becomes the thing to face. Both husband and wife who respect each other can be the main thing in a lasting relationship.

True love does not end with death. If Allah wills, that love will continue to heaven that is my hope as a wife full of imperfections