Falling in Love with My Own Wife

Falling in Love with My Own Wife
Chapter 25. Honeymoon #part 4



Her night.


Reza continued to pay attention to the movements of Alia from when his wife went to take a shower to comb her hair. Now, it's night. After Isya's prayer, Reza chose to sit on the sofa thinking of a way to apologize to Alia.


Yeah, he admitted his mistake so much, he just didn't know what to do. After all, he was not able to recognize Alia as his wife in front of others, except for the man who wanted to take a picture of his wife at that time.


"Alia," call Reza already can't stand Alia's silence. He approached and confronted his wife who was about to leave the room.


"Why?" alia asked looking at her husband with a calm look.


Seeing that, Reza became misbehaved.


"Still angry?" reza looked at his wife's black eyeball.


"Why are you angry?" alia asked, making Reza feel bad again. His wife must still be angry and stupid for still asking that.


"Just yesterday's problem" replied Reza.


"Oh, why do you have to be angry? Do you have the right to be angry? Who is this adek for you, just a friend," said Alia while laughing. Laughter that is more expressing the pain of not being recognized.


"I'm sorry about yesterday" Reza said slowly. Alia laughed softly, rubbing the end of her watery eyes.


"It's okay mas, adek already sorryin before mas apologise," said Alia.


"Alias.....


"Oh yes mas, mas still use lo-gue vocabulary, do not use me-you. Adek prefers if the mas talk the same adek use lo-gue, so the more clear and adek do not need to expect more from this marriage," sela Alia then left Reza who again could only remain silent.


The man let out a heavy sigh and rubbed his watery eyes.


"Alia, I'm sorry" said Reza Lirih. Truly he would not have expected the effect of his words yesterday, he thought Alia would understand that she had not been able to acknowledge their status.


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On the other hand, Bima is now in a cafe while staring at a piece of paper given by one of her friends.


"Lo's sure this is all true?" bima asked with hardened jaws.


"Gue got it from my friend as well, he is a master of the biodata of people who are married, unmarried, widows or widows all," replied his friend.


"Okay, thank you. Lo payment will I transfer directly," said Bima opened m-banking on his phone and then transfer some money for the price of biodata.


"Okay, thank you Bim," said his friend and left Bima.


"At first, I thought there was no way you could be that guy, Za. But, after I saw this biodata, it turns out that you are her husband Alia. " Bima also squeezed the paper and hit the table hard until some visitors looked at him.


"Hahahaha, what a weird vow. Turns out you blocked my number too and you kind of care. A hypocrite! Lo laughs over my suffering, Za. Lo friends of the nation*!" Bima was completely inexhaustible with the truth that he got today, how could he not realize that Reza was the man he had been looking for.


"Gue surein Alia will be mine, whatever I will do to get your wife, even though the friendship will be the victim," bima said slowly while smiling cunningly staring at the night streets filled with street lights.


He will not give up until the last point of fatigue in his heart.


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Next day.


Alia is now sitting in front of the terrace while enjoying a glass of fresh juice. Last night he was normal with Reza and the man seemed frustrated. Let this continue for a moment, Alia wanted to see if her husband did not consider her or just a prestige to admit it.


"Alia," called Reza who was now standing next to him.


"Yes," replied Alia without looking at her husband.


"I can sit here?" ask Reza. Not usually the man asked her permission first, let alone just sit down.


"Sit down, this is also in the rent with his money mas, where it may be forbidden to sit here," replied Alia smiling little.


Reza was sitting next to Alia awkwardly. Since last night, the man no longer uses the vocabulary of lo-gue but rather me-you.


"Alia, are you still angry?" reza asked, looking at his wife who was acting ordinary.


Seeing the look on the man's face, it seems that Reza is not enough sleep because his face looks tired.


"No mas," Alia replied without looking at her husband.


"If you're not angry, then why are you cheating on me?" reza's question touched Alia's hand.


The touch made Alia surprised and as a result the woman reflexively pulled her hand. Getting such a response, Reza could only smile wryly and pull back her hand.


"Eum, mom. Adek accidentally pulled the hand earlier, adek shocked," said Alia not feeling well. Although she was still sad and disappointed, she had no right to refuse when her husband touched her, she did not want to go beyond her limits as a wife.


Seeing that, Alia became unwell. She took Reza's hand and held her husband's hand.


"Mas, adek not angry kok same mas, adek just disappointed because mas not ngakuin adek as his wife mas. Adek disappointed mas," said Alia with a sad look. Reza looked back at his wife, honestly there was a little relief in his heart because Alia wanted to talk to him again.


"I'm sorry" said Reza slowly. Only sorry is what routinely comes out of the man's mouth without giving a definite explanation to the wife.


"Yes, I'm sorry." Alia smiled sweetly at Reza making the man smile too.


"Don't be angry anymore huh" said Reza stroking his wife's cheek gently.


"Yes, but also do not repeat again yes" said Alia nodded. Reza nodded then kissed Alia's forehead a little while making the wife smile happily.


"Excuse me sir" said a security man. Fortunately, Reza was back in the starting position.


"Yes?"


"There's a friend in front who wants to come in" said the security. Reza's forehead was wrinkled. Which friend is it? All his friends didn't know he was going here.


"Let him in" said Reza. After all, he was on the terrace, so he could see who came after the gate was opened.


"Hi brother Reza, morning." When the gate was opened, a pregnant woman came with a bushel in her hand.


Seeing that, the smile on Alia's face instantly disappeared and the woman again pulled her hand held by Reza.


"Nadia," muttered Reza not knowing what to do now. It's all his fault for telling that pregnant woman his place of lodging.


But he did not expect that Nadia would come to visit. This is beyond expectation.


"Morning too" said Reza, looking uninspired.


"Am I interrupting?" tanya Nadia was already near Reza.


"I went inside first yeah, assalamualaikum." Alia also did not want to listen to their chat and chose to enter. However, before the woman left, Reza had already restrained her hand.


"Don't go" Reza said, not wanting to misunderstand again. It's been enough all night that he's been frustrated.


"Oh yeah, don't go. I'll just be a minute, I just want to send you some food. My mother-in-law cooked a lot earlier, so I thought I would share it for you guys," Nadia continued and placed the bushel on the table.


"Other times it is not necessary to deliver food, it will trouble you," said Reza not staring at Nadia but at his wife who is now sitting back.


"Eum, I don't bother you. Even happy because you can walk as well" said Nadia staring dislike when Reza only focus on Alia.


"You guys are dating?" ask Nadia.


Reza smiled at the question and shook her head to make Nadia seem to sigh in relief, while Alia again threw her face.


"We're not dating, because we're married" Reza replied, making the two women look surprised at him.


Alia's cheeks flushed to hear the husband's confession, another case with Nadia who is now squeezing the dress she wears.


"But yesterday my sister said only friends" said Nadia still in disbelief.


"Yes, he means a friend for life" Reza replied smiling as she looked at Alia's blushing cheeks.


Just a confession makes a woman happy and feel she wants to be.


Only with a confession.


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Mentally not? ๐Ÿ˜‚


But usually people like Nadia even though they have been mentally still aja nyakat๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿ˜•


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