CURSE EX (My Ugly Wife )

DO YOU WANT TO SEE AN EX?

Heaven mondar mandir in room. Sometimes looking up, sometimes down, really not clear. To the extent that Mayra who was sitting on the bed dizzy saw his absurd behavior. Early on he let go, but for a long time, he couldn't stand it either.

"Sister, can't you? I read a novel until I can't make it because of you" Mayra said.

Heaven looked at Mayra, walked up to her and sat down next to her.

"We're down now," Heaven asked.

"Well?" Mayra looks ogah ogahan.

"We told Mama that Rafa was your ex. He's a real guy, mama should know that."

Mayra rolled both her eyes lazily. "I don't want to. Ntar if I'm ugly Rafa, I don't think he's moved on yet."

"Cie..." Heaven nudged Mayra's arm. "So it's moved on," she said. "Surely because now your love has made me?"

Mayra immediately opened her lips. "No need to ge er."

Heaven giggled at the cute expression of Mayra. Her pursed lips forward were adorable, making her want to kiss him if only allowed.

"Why laugh?" Mayra frowned.

"You're more beautiful when you're sprained," tempts Heaven.

"Basic playboy, a really big hobby."

"Not a playboy, but an ex." Heaven suddenly grabbed Mayra's hand. Grasping it tightly until Mayra can't pull it off. "I won't let you go."

"Sir Heaven what the hell," Mayra was still trying to pull her hand despite the difficulty.

"We started everything from the beginning."

Mayra was silent at Heaven's request. If I'm honest, he wants to start over. Which woman would not want to have a husband as handsome as Heaven and also rich. But, once again he could not believe the change of the man. He was afraid that all this would be temporary.

"Convince your heart before asking me to start all over. I don't want to get hurt, brother. I'm afraid, afraid that your love is only because of my beauty. Beauty is not eternal, I'm afraid that someday if I'm ugly, again you'll change."

Heaven let go of Mayra's hand, bowing deeply as she pondered Mayra's words. It is natural that Mayra doubted her love if she remembered how she had treated Mayra.

Heaven raised his face, staring at both of Mayra's eyeballs. "Whether you believe it or not, before I see your pretty face, I already have a taste. I'm always jealous when you're close to Tirta. But I'm too proud to admit it."

Mayra did not comment on what. He was also confused at the moment, wanting to believe in Heaven, but also afraid that the man's love was just pseudo, just because of his face alone.

Tok tok tok tok

"Non May, Den Heaven, called madam. Take lunch together." There was a sound of Bik Denok calling from behind the door.

"Yes Bi" said Mayra from the inside.

"Oh, don't come."

"Nice as my mother." Mayra gets out of bed.

"It's not good with mom, or want to see your ex" Heaven sneered.

Mayra just a ringing bell. Walk towards the dressing table to tidy up the appearance.

"Right, really I said," Heaven said as he stared at Mayra's reflection in the mirror.

"What exactly?"

"Meet the ex, that's why dance."

Mayra did not comment on Heaven. She tidied up the hijab and polished the lipstick on her lips.

"Sir Heaven," cried Mayra as Heaven prattled her hand. The lipstick she was wearing became a straw to the cheek.

"It's ugly, don't come down." Heaven said casually, without the slightest guilt.

Mayra breathed a rough breath. Take a tissue on the dresser and then clean the lipstick scribble on the cheek. His eyes glanced at the sharp Heaven, deeply annoyed at the man.

"I'm going down, what do you want to come with?"

Heaven clucked slowly. Of course he's coming down Mayra. All the way down the stairs, his mouth endlessly murmured, until Mayra covered her ears with her palms.