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"M-gold...." Alfiya finally held back Elvan's hand movements quickly. Until finally the man stopped his activities.
Alfiya's face looked stiff. He shook his head quickly, to explain that this was wrong. But, it seems Elvan has lost control. The hand that is still cupping the chewy object back it moves to stroke slowly.
Alfiya's eyes were closed again. He was very eager to refuse. But this is too hard.
"M-mas Elvan, stop it." go again. "I'm sorry, please give me some time."
"For what? Why?"
"Maybe, we should think about this again." Alfiya returned slowly. "I don't want to take any wrong steps. I'm afraid we're doing it just because we're being influenced...." Alfiya turned her face for a moment. Too embarrassed to say this. "I'm afraid we're being lured into passion." In reality Alfiya still thinks that this should be done on the basis of love.
Elvan was stunned for a moment when he heard the words of the girl who was under him. He looked at the face of Alfiya who began to sweat deeply. I don't care what Alfiya said just now.
Suppose, why is it even like seeing Anggita in this girl. The curves of his face, eyeballs, lips and nose are Angita's side. It's just that Anggita has a mole under his left chin.
He smeared Alfiya's sweaty face with his finger. Then again kissing the temple with a friendly, Alfiya wanted to refuse but was again restrained.
A thought deep in his mind. If he continues this what about Alfiya? He was afraid that there would be regret in this girl. But when his eyes began to fog, he was already excited.
Seeing Alfiya below him made something in him even more urgent. Elvan then started again.
And, at that moment also suddenly a light penetrated from Alfiya's nightgown. I heard a cell phone ring there. Elvan immediately stopped their activities.
Meanwhile Alfiya quickly sat down and reached into his pocket. The screen of the phone is still ringing.
Joe's!
Gosh, gosh,
For some reason he woke up. Joe's! He has Joe. And, easily he was lulled by Elvan's behavior. Alfiya then turned to look at Elvan, this was a mistake.
"Mas, I'm really sorry." He patted his slightly messy clothes. "I'm sorry, this is wrong. We shouldn't be like this." Slowly his feet went down the bed. Make Elvan get away from him.
Alfiya came out of Elvan's room. Leave the man quickly.
Elvan was silent inside, highlighting Alfiya with an indecipherable look. It seems that the man knew who contacted Alfiya. Something inside him suddenly heated up. Elvan did not understand why he was suddenly like this.
His hands clenched firmly with the chest that was hunting getting hotter. That girl, still in touch with him. Elvan's jaw was stiffening. If true, he had a hard time accepting this.
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"Fi, it's Sunday night, baby. Kan, I told you Sunday night I picked you up."
Alfiya scratched his head slowly, riled, while his cellphone stuck to his ear. The focus is still not on Joe at this time. He thought about what he had just done with Elvan.
"Fi, you hear me?"
"Alphiya!"
Alfiya gasped, at this time he should have talked to Joe through his cell phone call. However, I don't know, he had no passion for talking to the man who was on the other side now.
"Joe, maybe not next time. This part is too bad. I can't go with you." The reason.
"It's still not 8 p.m., Fi." Obviously Joe.
Alfiya sighed slowly. Eventually, he decided to end the call. "I'm sorry Joe. I can't, another time. Hbs."
"Fi, baby."
Ah, Alfiya really can't think right now.
Tut!
With eyes closed because of feeling guilty, finally Alfiya disconnected the call.
For now Alfiya was completely confused about himself. It is like being carried away by the flow of feelings and atmosphere. He no longer remembers the plans he had made from the beginning.
Just think Elvan is an older brother, that's what he's instilled all this time. He will always love Joe. And today it is even shaky. He was lulled, lulled by things he did not understand.
Secretly his heart suddenly wavered, there was doubt in him about everything he had planned all along. For a moment he admires Elvan, while he has a promise to another man. Promise to live together forever. And now he has doubts about it.
Alfiya closed his eyes deeply. It shouldn't be like this, right? Why is his heart suddenly fragile. What is because he is too deep in the role that is done today, which is trying to be a good mother for Anggian, so that it gets carried away even with Elvan.
It was like he was trapped by circumstances. The circumstances that make it confused by all this.
Slowly he fumbled his body, he still remembered how Elvan had treated him. So soft that he was unconscious. Hah, if you think it's appropriate Elvan got it. By reason of a status, that she was the wife of that man.
Wife!
Wife!
She is the wife of Elvan.
The girl was stunned for a moment when she realized that, regardless of whether they were betrothed and married forcibly and theatrically.
But, uh,
But, uh,
Alfiya opened his phone screen. Then he typed something there.
What is the duty of a wife to her husband?
Alfiya's body shook violently, it felt like he did not need to look for it. Just remember when they get married they say marriage promises to each other. In fact, the duty of the wife is absolute to the husband. The wife must serve the husband wholeheartedly, how a wife should make her husband happy. But, what he did. This marriage was like a game to her.
But, behind that Alfiya was aware. There was another man waiting for him at this moment. Waiting without knowing that he is actually married secretly. A man who hopes to have a marriage to build a household with him later. The man who had been with him for seven years.
Even though Joe continues to urge him, demanding answers to the continuation of their relationship. But Alfiya could not explain.
Doubt, fear, guilt all mixed into one. Pressing his chest until he was tight, made his heart beat strongly. Until it feels something that is stuck and he really wants to let go. He wanted to throw away that bad taste.
But how?
What should come back like the original plan, which is to part with Elvan and marry Joe. But what about Anggian if he does that. Again, Alfiya felt guilty and scared.
Or, he continues his relationship with Elvan, without having to divorce and forget his promise to Joe? But, if he did that would mean he was a traitor, he would not be faithful to their promise.
Hows it? She should how? This makes it a dilemma.
And, immediately Alfiya realized. In fact, there is a promise, a promise that is considered the most sacred and sacred. A promise that makes the recesses of his heart feel cool and peaceful. That is the promise she once said before God, especially if not a wedding promise that is spoken from the mouth for Elvan as her husband.
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