Extraordinary Husband (The Awesome Husband)

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Doubt it? That was how it felt at this moment, trying to enter the hotel building where the party was taking place. But not coming is cowardly, right?

Frea stepped slowly, staring at the wedding party which was quite majestic. The sound of music is heard, the wedding cake is quite large. A middle-aged woman smiled, welcoming some guests. Until, for a moment his attention was turned to look at his son's ex-girlfriend.

"Frea?" said hello.

"Good tan..."Frea simply smiled awkwardly, sighing harshly. Staring from afar a pair of brides who looked happily smiling.

"You too, immediately follow, pursuing a career may. But living in a household is more important" said the mother of the groom.

Frea just nodded while smiling. Not realizing the groom took a moment's look at her then smiled.

The girl, walking down the hallway to the toilet, pulled him in before entering. "Fin?" he said cynically, looking at the groom.

"I can make you a second wife, I know you're desperate to remember your age, so." her words stopped.

"Listen, I'm not crazy enough to be the second wife of a traitor like you. After this, there will be many more women, right? First wife, second, third, fourth?" she said smiling wryly, leaving Fino stunned still, stepping into the ladies' toilet.

***

The cantika? The bride who was welcoming the guests stared dislikefully. Her husband caught another woman out of the party room. Her fingers clenched, guessing what was going on, between Frea and her husband.

Fino returns to the reception room first, followed by Frea who comes apart.

Are all women as cruel as themselves? Maybe that's what's on his mind. Thinking Frea would tease her husband, perhaps Frea teased Fino for being a mistress? A desperate old virgin? That's how Cantika looked at Frea.

Don't know yourself, do you? The woman in the beautiful dangling wedding dress was like forgetting the figure of the girl who stretched out her hand, while looking at her full of bruises. Helped her divorce and sued her ex-husband. Smiling rents an apartment next to where he lives. Giving him food, helping him to rise from the slump.

Until finally appeared the figure of Fino, Frea's lover at that time, the owner of a cloth factory. Envied? Maybe that's what made him flirt with Fino, taking the man to his apartment next to Frea's. Every time Frea was busy keeping an eye on some of her stores.

'We love each other, you are the barrier to our relationship. Brutal woman, therefore until now no one wants you.' Those are the insults Cantika said when her relationship with Fino was known to Frea.

Now guessing Frea wants to take Fino back? No, old virgins don't sell. That's how Cantika can't hold back her emotions. Having prejudice, on Frea.

His hands clenched, "Honey?" Fino clenched his forehead, looking at his wife, who did not return the guest's hand before him.

However, instead of responding, Cantika walked over to Frea who was still smiling talking to some people.

Plaque...

One slap was thrown at him, staring intently full of anger. Not satisfied with it even doused Frea with a drink.

"Old maiden!! Don't try to tease my husband!!" the clashing of jealousy was unwarranted, equating himself with Frea. He used to tease Fino every chance.

The attention of all the guests turned to the bride who slapped a girl. Started whispering.

"What does that mean?" tanya Frea touched her cheeks flushed red.

"You teased Fino, asked her out with you right? Then offer your body to her!!" Cantika raised his tone."Friends don't know themselves!! The desperate old virgin, who accepts anyone," he continued.

Frea clenched her hands her eyes reddened holding back her tears. It was enough for him to shut up and hear everything. Being humiliated? What he did wrong to be humiliated by the people he helped.

"I am indeed a spinster who tries to accept the heart of every man who approaches me. Indeed why? Every time I have a lover, even if it ends in failure, I never wish them. Those who ended up leaving me,"

Frea, loosening her head for a moment, tried to hold her tears from flowing, sighing violently. Looking back at the woman in front of him."Where's my fault?" tanyakanya.

"You tried to take Fino!!" cantika replied full of emotion.

"No, it's my fault to help a beggar who was beaten by her husband because he was caught cheating. Renting out an apartment for him, gives him a decent life to get up. Even giving up my br*hsek boyfriend to snatch," Frea stared intently, revealing all her emotions might have been better.

Cantika's fingers clenched, glancing at Fino and her future father-in-law who began to stare cynically at her. Some guests whispered to him. The hand began to lift about to slap Frea again, but this time the wrist was gripped stopped by the girl.

"I'm a martial arts coach, why do you think I'm just quiet and patient? Beladiri is my hobby, I am a rough woman. But I never hit anyone except in the field of match practice. So realize yourself, as a poor widow who used to be divorced for cheating," said Frea smiling indifferently, taking tissue from one corner of the buffett table. Stepping quickly left the banquet hall.

Cantika was about to grab her husband's hand,"Fino I.." but her words were interrupted.

"Swidow victims of violence, for being caught cheating? Financed her life by Frea?" Fino laughs in a mouse.

Cantika's face looked pale, lying? That's what he's doing. Half the shares of Frea's shops are recognized as her own. With Frea just as the manager. Cheated on? No, Cantika claimed to be divorced because she disagreed with her ex-husband.

"He lied, I .." His words were interrupted.

"Show, where's the stock letter of half the shops that Frea runs? You lied, didn't you? How can I trust the reason for your divorce? We better introspect ourselves.." emotion? That's how Fino feels right now. The woman who was a bitch to Frea? It might become a shame for him someday.

Fino stepped out of the party room, enduring her annoyance and embarrassment.

While Fino's mother clenched her forehead, staring cynically, without saying much, resumed the reception party without the presence of the groom. Don't want his family to be more awkward and embarrassed anymore.

Cantika's hands clenched in her sobs. Blame himself? No, dwell in his bad thoughts. Frea was just envious and avenged at him. Shaming himself at the wedding.

***

In every presence, that is the nature of a young man who has just come. The younger man who was more beautiful than the groom, smiled coldly. Wearing a fantastic precious white suit, it was as if he was the groom.

Carrying a few bodyguards in black suits, sitting in one of the seats, got the attention of the guests, "Surgery.." his order, as if not tired of the flight of the plane that took tens of hours.

"Sorry, who are you?" ask the security and hotel manager who tried to approach him.

"Your boss," he replied with a disappearing smile, realizing the person he was looking for was not at the reception party.

"Sorry.." the manager looked down respectfully.

Some of the guests, mostly from the upper class, glanced at the young man then whispered, knowing the figure sitting quietly.

"Sorry, from the CCTV footage, he left the hotel a few minutes ago," a bodyguard bowed respectfully.

"It's still near here? It's really hard to find a mouse that's good at hiding" the young man muttered with a small laugh.

"Sorry who you're looking for?" ask the manager.

"I'll find it myself," the young man sighed violently, starting to get up and walk away from the hotel area."You guys don't follow me" he told some bodyguards he was carrying, not wanting his love story to be interrupted.

***

Frea walked, with her body and hair still wet. Her tears began to flow, hearing the humiliation Cantika had previously said. What's wrong with not getting married at her age?

"I'm getting married!! I'm getting married!! Why are they so chatty...!!" he said he walked in a mess while crying, passing a club'night.

For a moment his steps stopped. What about being out of wedlock, being able to entrap someone to marry her? A foolish supposition, but pain and despair blinded his eyes.

"I'll find a man, sleep with him and then marry him." he said.

Unaware of a young man smiling from afar looking at her. Follow one step at a time.

"I became a stalker." The young man chuckled, laughing at himself. Who occasionally hid as Frea looked back.

***

For the first time, the girl entered the place with a loud bang of music, glancing towards the bartender's desk. "I have to get drunk first, so as not to fight if anyone wants to take me," he said desperately, to the stage of accepting anyone because it was saturated with scorn.

Stupid right? What if the one who brought him was an old man with many wives? Or the bad guys who'll sell it? But all those thoughts were put aside, because of the blasphemy of the people. Even her own birth mother said she was better off marrying a gardener.

"I ordered the highest level of alcohol" said the girl, offering her credit card.

One bottle of drink was served by the bartender, with the glass filled by a quarter. But Frea's hand, pouring it herself, filled a full glass.

"Wild woman," the young man who followed her thinned his lips held back his laughter, staring from afar.

Sure enough, resist the taste of alcoholic beverages that taste stinging. Frea took it like taking traditional Chinese medicine. Resisting the bad taste in his mouth that for the first time drank alcoholic beverages.

The steps are shaky, the earth feels spinning, but the problems of his life are forgotten. High heels are released, dancing is not clear, imitating penguins, even ala Gangnam style? It was quite embarrassing for the people who were laughing staring at the beautiful girl.

"Play the music louder!!" frea shouted with his cry.

The young man laughed and recorded everything using his camera phone.

"You're a poison conch, you've just learned to jump overtime..." Frea even started singing loudly, releasing all the crazy things that were stuck in her.

The people who were still in a conscious state started to pull over, thinning their lips, even laughing loudly, staring at the drunken female swordsman.

Until, his head feels heavier again, stagger fell into the arms of a young man, "Finally after searching for years I found you.." said the young man, smiling gently.

"Marry me" Frea let out a low laugh. Hugged the beautiful young man in front of him.

The young man smilingly nodded, "Let's get married.." grabbed Frea's nape slightly lowered his head to kiss the girl's alcohol-smelling lips.

Deep kisses, passionate interlocking, somehow Frea's heart was pounding fast, feeling a strange sense of comfort. His eyes closed, on tiptoe tasting deeper into the lips of the young man who had just met him for the first time. His fingers clasped tightly onto the white coat the young man was wearing before him.

Club'night visitors scream, clap, watch a young couple's proposal.

"Muukesuk..." Frea, who couldn't stand it anymore, began to vomit, soiling the young man's suit and the dress he was wearing."Dirty.." the girl who was still in a drunk state laughed with a reddened face.

The young man chuckled, looking not disgusted at all, stroking the soft cheek of Frea who was still laughing.

"Thank you for not being married to wait for me." he said.

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