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After finishing hanging out, Reza also chose to go home immediately. Somehow he felt very tired today and wanted to rest immediately, only it was already 3 pm, where maybe he was sleeping.
Arriving at home, the man immediately cleaned himself and continued eating. Besides being tired, he was hungry.
"Have Alia come home?" ask him on one of the maids who always take care of food problems.
"So the lady came home, but left again" the maid replied. Reza nodded but she was actually wondering where the woman was going.
After finishing eating, Reza went straight to the room and sat on the balcony. His eyes continued to stare towards the gate, it seemed like he was waiting for Alia to come home.
"Why am I waiting for him?" ask him to yourself.
Although he asked like that, his body did not move from that place.
"Where did he go?" Every now and then Reza yawned from drowsiness, for a long time Alia came, she was getting curious where the woman was going.
After a long wait until it evaporated several times, a car seemed to stop in front of the gate of the house. Reza's eyes narrowed at whose ugly car it was.
Alia was seen coming out of the car while knocking on the car glass.
Alia was like talking to the car owner, before long the car owner came out. A man who was talking to Alia.
Unknowingly, Reza clenched her hands looking at the scene. Alia and the man spoke at a distance. After all, there might be other women in the car too, there was no way Alia would want to car with men just alone.
However, it was unthinkable to Reza, the man looked angry, his jaw hardened.
The car drove away, while Alia walked into the house.
Reza was impatient to scold his wife.
Though if you remember, the man once said that he did not care if Alia was close to anyone. Where are all those words? Why everything is inversely proportional to his actions.
"Good," said Reza, who was now standing by the door. Alia who had just entered also said her greetings and was coldly replied by her husband.
When Alia was about to grab Reza's hand to kiss, the man immediately brushed off his wife's hand.
"Mass?"
"Good, very good! Home delivered men, good!" reza said with an overflowing anger. "Loose clothes, but you make no difference to a woman who is not dressed! You itchy chick!" reza continued with his words.
"Mas, don't talk about it. Adek was forced to go home with them because of a friend who usually suffered an accident," said Alia gave a defense.
The woman walked up to her husband intending to hold Reza's hand to calm him down.
"Not come any closer! Keep you away from me!"
Brakk!
Reza pushed Alia's body hard to hit the wall. The woman grimaced in pain holding her back that hit hard on the wall.
"Mas was horrified by the adek explanation first, he swore that there was nothing out there," said Alia trying to hold back her tears.
"Lo said a friend who used to make you crash. Why don't you take a taxi?" ask Reza annoyed.
"Adek do not have any gold, the money that you love yesterday has been put in his wallet mas, it is not so good to buy his book using the money," replied Alia wiping her tears.
"Also in the car it wasn't just the two of us, there were two women there. Adek is not alone with her, adek apologize," continued Alia staring at her husband who was still angry.
"Lo can't call me let me pick up, is it hard to call me, huh?" ask Reza ketus.
"But I don't have a cell phone number" replied Alia slowly.
Reza did not know to talk any more, between angry and also feel guilty. He came out of the room by closing the door hard to make a sound.
Seeing that, Alia immediately walked towards the bed while holding onto her aching back.
Out there, Reza looks ruffled her hair. He felt guilty for pushing Alia so hard earlier and also threw baseless accusations at his wife.
For some reason he continued to be angry if Alia was close to other men.
Is he jealous?
I don't know.
Reza had a hard time deciphering this feeling of anger.
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Alia still occasionally held onto her still-painful back, seeing that the greater guilt she felt.
The man approached making Alia speechless in his place.
Without warning, Reza immediately hugged Alia and stroked her back.
"illness?" ask Reza slowly.
I don't know where that prestige feels? Now he can't control himself not to hug Alia.
"Yes, it's still sick." Alia also without hesitation returned her husband's embrace. Although she was still saddened by her husband's harsh treatment, she was still able to control her anger.
"Gue wants to see" said Reza, releasing her arms and leading Alia to bed.
Reza also lifted Alia's shirt to make the woman's cheeks warm up.
The man looked at his wife's slightly bruised back and stroked Alia's skin.
"Sorry" said Reza.
"Yes, it's okay. Adek also apologized, next time more careful and will not repeat the same mistake," said Alia smiled sweetly.
That was Alia, the woman who easily forgave and forgot the crimes of others. Often his attitude was used by his friends, but he did not care.
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After giving the ointment, Reza again took down his wife's shirt.
The face of the wife who kept smiling.
"When you smile?" reza's question made Alia laugh a little.
The prestige of Reza always makes the man talk ketus.
"Why-why, adek just happy," replied Alia still with a smile.
"Don't smile often, you'll be mistaken for crazy" Reza said, putting the ointment in a medicine storage box.
"And his smile is just the same," said Alia.
Cup.
"Thank you well already care equally adek," said Alia after giving a brief kiss on the cheek of her husband.
He did not know, his actions made the man in front of him blushed in shame and as a result Reza turned his face away.
"So girls don't be so aggressive" Reza said, making Alia laugh and hugging her husband.
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Well, was angry, now sweet-sweet🙃 Understand, young couple, thought still labil😂😅
Who's getting upset with Reza? It's nice to be on, is it a man?
When did Alia teach Reza the same lesson? Calm down, there will be a time when Reza realizes his feelings for Alia, and at that time, he must fight from the beginning to re-conquer his own wife's heart & ''''''''s ''em
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Tbc.