Feel It in Your Heart, My Husband

Feel It in Your Heart, My Husband
CHAPTER 20



"Tok, tock, tock,"


The sound of knocking on the door from the outside, able to make the woman who had just slept for a few minutes immediately opened her eyes.


"That, duck! Open the door."


This time the knock on the door was replaced by the sound of a call.


Husna got up lazily, he felt a little annoyed, because the men out there were interrupting his rest.


"That's it, if you don't open it I'll..."


Mikhail's words stopped. He was a little surprised because Husna had opened the door suddenly.


In addition to the appearance of the woman who came out without wearing her hood. The long wavy hair that was beautifully smoothed out, added to the impression of how beautiful and ayunya the girl.


"Square,".


Mikhail could be heard gulping down his saliva.


"Busyet, even the duck's waking face can be this pretty."


The man said in his heart. His eyes seemed to want to jump out watching the beauty who kept trying not to admit it.


"What's up, Mom?"


Husna's slightly raised voice was able to make the man return to his consciousness.


"A. I'm hungry."


Mikhail immediately looked away. He was afraid that Husna would know his nervousness.


The woman stared at the timekeeper. The needle is still at 8 p.m.


"If you are hungry, eat. I've been cooking."


Husna replied lazily, he turned around and wanted to step back into the room.


"I don't eat rice. Can you cook something else?"


Mikhail held the wife's arm.


Husna turned around, she stared intently at the hand of the man still clinging to her upper hand.


Mikhail immediately realized the meaning of the wife's gaze. He quickly took his hand from there.


"Sorry!"


Speak quickly.


"Yes already. What do you want to eat?"


Husna motioned for Mikhail to give him room to walk.


"What matters is not rice."


The man is following.


Husna stopped suddenly. Making the man who was tailing earlier stutter and almost hit his back.


"Not follow me. Just wait in the living room."


The woman spoke cruel.


"Haha.."


Mikhail could not believe the rejection he had just received.


"Eh, duckies. Looks like you're starting out in the PD-an. Actually I'm lazy to be close to you, if only my stomach is not hungry. Then I won't call you."


Mikhail spoke while shaking his waist in annoyance.


"Goodoo. I feel the same way. Therefore, we better keep our distance from each other."


Husna said as he passed leaving Mikhail in his annoyance.


"Suckers! He could have said that. Wasn't I the one who always kicked him out? Is he trying to get back at me now."


Mikhail walked towards the living room with a heart that began to pry.


It did not take long, Husna came with a tray containing a serving of Egyptian martabak and a glass of orange juice.


"Eat me!"


Husna let it pass after putting his luggage on the table, right in front of Mikhail sat down.


"Hm.."


The man answered with a pretentious voice. He did not even turn his head at all, his eyes pretending to be busy staring at the television screen hanging on the wall.


Husna did the same. He put a tray in the kitchen, then went back into his room. Try to avoid men who usually always make themselves emotional with a variety of spicy words.


"What's wrong with that woman. Why is he now the fiercer one than me?"


Mikhail was uncomfortable with their situation.


"Akh, let it go. Isn't this better."


Mikhail denied his heart. Then began to eat the food served by the wife.


"Waw, ducks are really great cooks. He can even make an Egyptian martabak this delicious"


"Ting, tung, ting, tung."


The sound of the bell was able to make Mikhail stop the hand from his last mouthful.


"Manda, why are you here?"


Mikhail was immediately shocked when he saw who was standing at the door.


"Why are you surprised like that? Are you guys doing something weird?"


The girl pushed Mikhail's chest and went straight into the house. His eyes wildly looked around.


"What's weird do you mean? I'm just wondering why you're here, haven't I told you we can't meet at my house."


Mikhail tried to stop the lover's steps. He remembered the covenant he had made with Husna.


"I wouldn't be here if you picked up my call."


The girl directly sat down at Mikhail's place earlier.


"What are you doing here?"


Husna was suddenly beside the woman.


"I want to see my girlfriend."


The words sound proud.


"I don't care who you find. What I'm questioning is that you shouldn't have come here. Your boyfriend and I have a deal. So, get out of here!"


Husna said fiercely.


Amanda stood up, then walked closer to her lover. The woman's hand began to twitch spoiled on Mikhail's arm. As if intentionally showing how beautiful they are.


"Darling, look at that woman. He's getting disrespectful to me." He said in a spoiled voice.


"He's right. Let's go somewhere else."


Mikhail took off Amanda's lap, then walked into the room to change clothes.


"You see, even your lover can't get you into this house. Without my permission."


Husna walked closer.


"Hahaha, please just take this house. Because what matters to me is the heart of the man. I sometimes feel sorry for you, you are his wife but his soul and body choose me."


Amanda was proud.


"Miss Amanda! Don't you know how strong a marriage bond is! Or do you want me to prove it?"


Husna raised an eyebrow, waiting for a response from her husband's lover earlier.


"Haha, you're so funny. I'm so surprised, where did you get that much confidence? All right, I'll challenge you. I'll give you 3 months. If you manage to get Mikhail to break me off. Then I will acknowledge your greatness. But if it fails, then you must leave Mikhail immediately."


Amanda.


"We agree."


"Agreed about what?"


Mikhail was standing behind Husna.


"It's a woman's secret."


Amanda came to Mikhail and immediately hugged the man's waist.


"Why do I feel like you're hiding something."


Mikhail felt something suspicious.


"We're not that cool to share secrets with each other."


Husna spoke while walking to the table to clean up the rest of her husband's food.


"Come, baby!"


Amanda pulled the man's hand.


"Go home at under 12am. Through it, I won't open the door."


Husna spoke in between her steps towards the kitchen.


"Why is she acting like your mother."


Amanda's upset.


"Just leave him. Come on!"


Mikhail enlarged the steps towards the exit.


"We'll see. Who will admit defeat. You're either the illegitimate partner, or I'm the halal partner."


Husna was determined to avenge the couple by destroying their relationship.


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