Don't Blame Me for Taking Your Wife

chapter 52

Roxy's hand rubbed Ayla's back. The widow did not respond to anything, remaining silent in the rigidity of completing her task.

Roxy emboldened herself to hug Ayla's waist, holding her back to get closer. While his other hand held the woman's nape. Ayla still did not respond to anything, even when Roxy's lips touched hers, Ayla just fell silent, even the eyes chose to close and the lips moved to welcome a small sigh from the bule man before her.

No longer fantasizing, Roxy really tasted Ayla's lips again. Only, this time, he got a welcome from the veiled lady in tune with her maid uniform.

Gayung together, the two tongues meet each other and caress. Roxy further held Ayla's back and nape closer. Giving Ayla a warmth that had been neglected.

Ayla's two hands are still holding the Roxy tie that she has finished fitting. Slowly his hands slightly shifted in the chest of the Roxy field. The widow of Alpha was above the clouds. Feel the aroma of coffee in each mouth cavity that adjusts. Until Ayla forgot if she had done the thing that her religion forbids.

Ayla opened her eyes, Roxy's face was so close even though their lips were already spaced apart. A happy smile rose on Roxy's face. He just did not expect to get a reply from Ayla. And it was really sweet for him.

Ayla realized, she had wrongly followed the impulse inside her that kept flaring without her being able to dim. In Ayla's heart, reflexes, hands pushed softly Roxy's body. However, the man was unwilling as he felt the rhythm of their rapid breath being earthy.

Roxy held the tiny body barada in her arms. However, Ayla's assertive attitude that continues to try to escape it makes Roxy do not want to force it.

Ayla took two steps back. Raise his hand so Roxy doesn't come any closer. A disappointed look was obvious on the face of the bule man.

"Aylla..."

"This is not true. We've crossed the line."

"What's the limit, Ayla?"

Ayla flinched, trying to fight with her own feelings. His sense cannot be lost. His faith can't fade. That's what he's now putting out in his heart. He can't falter.

"Initially, I doubt that I doubt all your attitudes and rejections. But after you kiss back. I know you have the same feelings as me, Ay." Roxy approached and boldly pulled Ayla in the warmth of her body.

"Don't do this, Mr. Roxy." Please Ayla her shoulders shake, trying to stem her tears from falling. Trying to push Roxy's body away.

"I love you, Ay. I know you too."

Ayla shook her head even though her heart said yes. Roxy feels quite furious with Ayla who continues to deny her own feelings. Roxy frames Ayla's face ambushing her again with the warmth of her love. Hope this time Ayla will return her kiss again.

However, the woman was stiff. Not at least welcome it. Only tears rolled freely on her cheeks and wetted Roxy's fingers.

"Aylla..." Whisper Roxy as the woman in her arms tries to escape from her again.

"Your breath is hunting, you feel the same way. You also desire me. Wh why? Why do you keep avoiding? Why, Ayla?" Roxy continues to hunt Ayla down with her inquiry demands.

"It's lust, Mr. Roxy."

"I was just reacting to you, Ay. It's up to you to call her." Roxy tightened her embrace even though the weak body kept trying to escape.

Roxy hugged with her hope, while Ayla cried with her helplessness. Helpless with his weak body and heart.

Seconds passed, and it changed into minutes. Minutes that keep crawling up. Roxy took off her embrace. Swiping Ayla's wet cheeks.

The face of the beautiful veiled woman was very damp because it was too much to shed tears.

"Married to me Ayla."

Ayla's body shook violently. Why does love grow in the midst of their differences. Which is clearly piercing deep?

"We have the same feeling, why keep holding it back because of differences?" Roxy held onto Ayla's shoulder staring fixedly at her.

"You love me, don't you, Ayla? I'm not in love myself, am I?" Look at Roxy expectantly. Her eyes felt hot holding a puddle there.

"Yes, yes, I love you...." Lirih Ayla in the middle of her heartburn. A relieved and happy face was clearly visible on Roxy's face when she heard Ayla's confession. "But I love my God too, Mr. Roxy."

"What is forbidden, I will try not to do, including our relationship." continued Ayla.

Instantly, the happy pedar disappeared from Roxy's face. He was lifted up, then thrown by the woman he loved.

Ayla grabs Roxy's hand, unites the two and interlocks and cupped with Ayla's own.

"You see?" Ayla opened her arms and looked up at both sides of Roxy's clutched hand.

"This is how we pray. This is how we ask..." Ayla's voice sounded hoarse.

Roxy's eyes feel hot. Without permission, the clear grain finally glides from the eye peluk.

"Can't we be together even if we're different?"

Ayla shook her head slowly."It's the most basic thing.... If the things that are the basis of life are different, then it will be different all the way to the end, even though it towers in the same place."

"I love you, but I love my God too. Don't ask which one's bigger.." Ayla's voice is getting rattled by the pain that keeps squeezing her chest."He's the one who found us..."

"He also separated us...." Roxy connected Ayla's sentence with a heart that had been broken.

"If you are a match, He will unite us again..."

A smile Iklas Ayla published. Gently rubbed the wet face of the handsome man.

"No matter how far we go and apart... It doesn't matter how big our differences are... If you're a fool...."

"You believe?"cut Roxy down.

Ayla nodded... "Be careful on the road, Mr. Roxy."

"I love you, Ayla. Very." Very."

After the long, emotional drama, Roxy left the country for several weeks. Although Ayla. He must rearrange his heart. He chose to move back to his hometown. The beautiful widow said goodbye to everyone, including Yaris' grandfather.

"Grandfather will miss you so much, Uwais." Grandpa Yaris hugged Uwais sadly.

"I'm also a cake."

Grandpa Yaris looked at Ayla for a while after taking off his embrace on uwais, "are you really going?"

"Don't go cake, we just go home."

Grandpa Yaris smiled wryly.

"This is your house, where are you going to go?"

Ayla quipped, "there's a house we've left behind for a long time."

"I'm waiting for you, Ayla. He's gotta pick you up." Grandpa Yaris said very confidently.

Ayla took a deep breath, and smiled with sincerity of her heart."thank you for all the kindness of grandfather and all."