Doubt Loves you

Sacred Promise

Finally, the anticipated day arrived. The day I officially assumed the status of a wife. I have become the mistress of Angga Permana now.

"WELL...."

I shed tears when Angga finished saying kabul ijab with just one breath. I also saw happy tears from my mother and my mother-in-law.

I am happy that Angga has kept his promise to provide a beautiful wedding reception, themed glamour with decorations dominated by purple, my favorite color. I also want to give a surprise to Angga. I sang a song called The Holy Promise by Yovie Widianto and offered it to my beloved husband. I sang while holding his hand on the lap.

"Oohh. This is so perfect," my inner self.

But I don't know why I saw Angga seem to be a little quiet.

The guests came back and changed. To greet and congratulate us. I feel like a day queen wearing a luxurious wedding dress crowned like a queen holding a flower bucket.

After passing the reception, we went straight to the hotel where we were going to spend our first night. The hotel is located in one of the beach areas with a view of the front of the room is a beach with white sand. Very lovely.

We passed that afternoon by walking along the beach. Enjoy the sunset view. Sit chatting casually while enjoying the young coconut water. We were like a good couple at the time.

And it was time for dinner. The hotel had prepared a special dinner for the newlyweds. They took the dinner menu to our room.

After dinner, this is a very exciting and exciting time for me. I prepared myself in the bathroom. I changed my clothes with the red lingarie I put in my suitcase. I hesitated to wear it. I feel ashamed. Angga's voice called.

"Anitaaa.. why do you linger long in the bathroom? Come here...."

"I.. Yesaa... Sebentaaaarrrr.", I replied.

I held the doorknob as I closed my eyes and took a deep breath and exhaled again. I told myself to get out the bathroom. I saw Angga sitting on the bed. He glanced at me and smiled faintly. Ooh, maybe my cheeks are red. Then I sat down next to him.

"Are you ready..???" ask Angga.

I was embarrassed - ashamed. I mean, embarrassed but willing.

Now we're facing each other. Stare at each other. My lips were comatose - kamit, he recited a prayer while holding both my shoulders. After reciting the prayer, I let out my sweet potato, then my forehead, my eyes, my nose, my cheeks. For a moment the action stopped like doubt. Then I looked into my eyes. I was enjoying every kiss on my face now confused.

"What's wrong? Why stop?" I asked her a little bit.

And finally we were united until each of them found the climax. Instantly his body collapsed on top of my body. Then he moved, laying his body on my left. I saw his eyes start to close. I pulled the blanket to cover the part of our body that was without a thread at that time.

Behind the blanket I wrapped my right hand around to hold her. Whether he was delirious or what, sayup - I heard his voice say...:

"Thank you Ritaaaa...."

Just so I was surprised.. Obviously Angga says "Ritaaaa.." not "Nitaaaa...." !!!

Then I shake her body, I wake her up.

"Mas Angga's... Wake up.. !!"

Imagine waking up while rubbing his eyes.

"What's up... I'mtired.. Let's go to sleep" he said.

"Wait a minute..!! You just mentioned Rita's name..!!"

"Ah time'..?? Maybe you heard it wrong. I called out to Nita" said Angga who was about to turn her body away from me. But I can stand that action.

"No..!!! I'm sure you mentioned Rita's name...!!!"

With a flat expression, Angga immediately rose from his sleep and picked up his clothes scattered on the floor and put them on.

I got out of bed and walked towards him. Now we stand facing each other and I'm still waiting for an explanation from him.

He sighed,

" Yes, it's true that I mentioned Rita's name.. Because the woman I love is actually Rita, not you Anita.. I'm sorry...!!!"

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