Divorced on the First Night

Honestly Saying

Hamkan laughed. Anha's angry face was very cute.

“Suapin again, dong, An. My hands are dirty.”

“Ngak!” said Anha turned around for a while then back again his original position is to turn back on Hamkan. Let her laugh and eat with her own hands. It seems like the two of them are really getting better.

Anha recalled her purpose which brought her here. That's in addition to apologizing to Hamkan. Anha also wanted to say everything to the man.

"Have it. Thanks, yeah, that time saved me." Just answer it with a murmur because you are still chewing this sweet mango.

“Have. I'm sorry, yeah. Actually I never hate, really, the same you,” said Anha in a tone that changed softly. It turns out that talking while looking back on Hamkan like this makes it more comfortable to say. Anha did not feel too afraid of this kind of position.

Anha remembered her mother's words again when they were in the hospital.

‘... yes, no papa. Don't you want to keep you away? With you tell it all to him, surely he will go as far as you if he can't accept you as you are. But the good news is maybe he can get you...'

Keep it from chewing it.

“A-I never hated you. At that time I only wanted you to stay as far as I was so I was like that.”

Anha's tears came again. He did not expect that today he would be honest. Some kind of confession of sins maybe.

“Why do you stay away from me? Is it because you don't like me?” said Hamkan quietly. It didn't matter that Anha spoke while turning her back. But he was curious as to why Anha seemed to avoid him so much like that.

Anha shook her head. “Open I don't like you. I just. I'm just afraid that I'll like you. Me...”

Hampan smile. That meant that Anha secretly liked him too. His love turned out to be reciprocated.

Anha was no longer strong enough to hold back her tears. “I'm not pantes for you, Hamkan. I'm not as good as you think. I used to think it's better you hate me and make me aja.”

“I think you are good, kok,” said Hamkan calmly while taking a piece of mango from his lap bowl which is now only a few pieces left.

Anha took a deep breath to gather up all the courage to speak that she had never been able to do to Ikram or Hasan. The confession.

“I used to be a young man once promiscuous,” said Anha while closing her eyes and crying. Never mind. If Hamkan goes and hates him after this. Then leave.

There was a slight smile on Hamkan's lips. Actually, Hamkan already knew that. But he did not expect that Anha would dare to admit it. Even if Anha did not say it today, Hamkan would still accept it sincerely. He wants to marry Anha.

Anha cried sobbing. It hurts so much. Moreover, Hamkan did not answer a word. In his mind, Anha guessed maybe Hamkan was shocked and then disgusted at him like Ikram long ago.

But at least now his heart was relieved. I am so glad I dared to be honest.

Without feeling suddenly someone pulled her from behind and hugged her tightly. Anha opened her eyes and she was completely in Hamban's arms. Hmmhhhhhhhhh hugged him? Is it true that Hamkan didn't stay away from her after Hamkan found out everything? Anha grew sobbing in the man's arms.

“Sstt... don't cry anymore, yes. I already know everything, kok.”

Anha was surprised to hear that. He raised his head and looked at Hamkan who was smiling gently while wiping his tears that fell on the cheeks.

“Since the incident at the mall that time.”

Anha closed her mouth in disbelief hearing this. So... all this time, just keep knowing her past? But Haman kept getting close to her, did he? Anha hugged Hamkan again. He hugged her tighter than ever and cried sobbing in Hamkan's arms.

Cuddled Hamban. Anha told me everything. Tell me why he got divorced with Ikram. Tell me why he could not marry Hasan.

“No pa-pa. Anha.”

Let's listen to her and rub Anha's jet-black hair to calm her down.

“Sorry, yes, at that time I could not do anything. I have no power because at that time we did not know too well.”

Anha was still crying and buried her face in Hamkan's chest. About thirty minutes Hamkan hugged him. He never expected a woman as beautiful as this to turn out to be so fragile.

From the beginning, Hamkan knew Anha. He was already committed to being by his side and accepted all his advantages and disadvantages.

After Anha had calmed down. Hemp held Anha's right hand.

“Anha. Sorry, yeah, I haven't made a ring yet. Sorry if this is less romantic. But I want to marry you and live with you. I don't care about your past, An. I love you,” said Hamkan while staring at the two women he loved.

Anha closed her mouth in disbelief. She cried. Did Hamkan really propose to her? Yeah, God. Even after knowing everything, he did not leave.

Anha shook her head. No, it can't be like this.

“I can't Haman. I am not pantes for you,” replied Anha while crying sobbing.

“Ngak Darling. Terrified me. You pantes for me. You don't think so anymore and you're not the old Anha. Please don't ever say that again. I don't like it. You pantes make happy, Anha,” said Hamkan while cupping Anha's face.

Let's kiss Anha's forehead long enough. Anha closed her eyes permeating that sincere love. Her tears are pouring. Is this what it feels like to be accepted and loved? Anha hugged Hamkan back. He won't let go.

“I want,” said Anha softly with a face still immersed in Hamkan's embrace. "I want to marry you."

Smile Hampan expands. He's very happy.

“But... how about your mama?”

Surely Aunty Asih will not accept Anha if she knows Anha's past.

Swipe Anha's head and kiss her slowly.

“No papa, Let me talk to Mama.”

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Degan cie. This chapter of abis answered whether Jeng Asih nerima Anha. Folow IGku dong: Mayangsu