
Three weeks passed.
Gea has returned to Gaka's apartment first. Though Gaka's plan, after Gea languished in prison, he would take back the assets once given to the woman. However, all of that failed because of Gea's current condition.
"Honey, diem, anyway. Since I came here like your attitude changed to me," said Gea looking softly at Gaka.
A while ago, Gea kept calling and telling her to come to the apartment. Deralan was wanting food from their cafe subscription, then told Gaka to buy it.
"Gue hasn't changed, Ge. You always think that cake."
"Why don't I think so, since I was sick, I was paralyzed, you never touched me at all. Just kissed once too. Lo changed, Ka. It's only natural that I think so" Gea said.
"Gue .. I'm learning to change. I want to appreciate women, so don't want to touch you carelessly anymore." Either the answer makes sense or not. He was confused to find an excuse. That's all that comes up. Deadlocked. He was with Gea, but his mind was on Hania. Very soon he wants to go home and indulge friendly with his wife. But lately Gea has been ripping off her life. Irritating!
Hearing Gaka's reply, Gea's forehead shriveled deeply. It was very strange with Gaka's excuse just now. All he remembered, Gaka was a player man with great lust. There was no wind, no rain, even with a short time Gaka suddenly changed. Not just weird, but amazing. So Gea thought.
"The answer just now to the cake wasn't very lo. What's the same, lo? You used to be a female addict, it is impossible to suddenly change. It doesn't make sense." Gea continues to demand answers from Gaka.
"Everybody can change, including me. There is someone who makes me change, wants to appreciate the value of a woman. With my change to the gini cake, do you not like it?" Gaka sighed and leaned his body on the back of the sofa.
"Absolutely dislike. I miss you yesterday, who was romantic, and who made me opiate." Gea's hand stroked Gaka's back.
Gaka wants to get rid of Gea's hand, but can't. Gea will grow sulky and suspicious of him. 'Akh, damn it!' objurgation. Why would he have to engage in such a sickening charade. It felt like living as free as before, without any interference from Gea.
I don't know if he wants to blame who for what happened. Blame God? He often blamed God, but things did not change. Or blame Hania's kindness and thought? But how, he did not dwell and could not refute his wife's request. In a forced and forced state, he still had to perform.
"It's very flat to date models like this," said Gea again. He heard her sighing violently. The woman shifted her seat to get closer to Gaka. At that time Gaka frowned, putting on a face of worry and astonishment.
"Don't you not love me?"
"Why is that always what you say, Ge?" Gaka could hardly resist being upset. He was like that actually because he was really fed up with Gea's attitude.
'I want to give you poison! Let you not bother me anymore, you devil woman! I have absolutely no empathy at all. If not for my prayer wife, until I'm dying I will also not want the same deket-deket lo! Lord God, why yesterday was not destroyed. Life is hard even. I thought it was the way, I poison did I inject dead huh?' Gaka was silent and monologued in his heart.
'Astagfirullah, Mas, what are you thinking? Killing is a big sin, could you want to eliminate Gea? You will be haunted by a great sin for the rest of your life. Hell is a bastard guarantee after the apocalypse later.'
Gaka who had been daydreaming involuntarily shook his head to the right and left. When he thought of wanting to eliminate Gea, he seemed to get a reprimand lecture from Hania. Although being away from Hania, it turns out the influence of the wife is so strong.
"Ka, why?" Gea holds Gaka's cheek to awaken Gaka from the daydream.
"Gue ain't pa-pa!" Gaka fended off Gea's hand from her face. Disgust and disgust, it feels.
"Gue went to the kitchen to get some medicine" said Gea.
"Who can you?" ask Gaka.
"could. I have to learn to be independent so I don't have to bother others."
Although Gaka was astonished, but he only gave a nodding response. It looked like half ten nights, but he couldn't make an excuse to go home yet.
"Damn it! Goddamn bum! Goddamn shit! You can't get along with me, Ka!" Gea squeezed the handle of the spoon held. If it were made of glass, it would have broken because Gea squeezed it hard.
The Gaka house.
Although the body feels tired, but drowsiness does not also come. Although the television screen turned on and broadcast an interesting event, but Hania did not even pay attention to the screen. His mind wandered into Gea's apartment.
Because he knew Gaka was now in Gea's apartment.
All this time he had told Gaka to accompany and win Gea, but somehow the bottom of his heart never calmed down. It was as if the other side of the heart simply did not justify his thoughts.
In fact, sometimes feeling guilty has plunged Gaka into something he shouldn't. She does not know, the heavier the sin of having her husband close to a non-muhrim woman, or the heavier the reward of kindness on the basis of humanity is to help one's life.
It is now more than eleven o'clock in the evening, but Gaka has absolutely no sign of going home. The message sent from thirty minutes ago was also not blue-tipped.
He wanted to call Gaka, but there was doubt. What if Gea finds out he called, Gea must be suspicious.
When accidentally switched to looking at WhatsApp stories, Hania's eyeballs were perfectly wide. The next second heats up and the clear liquid begins to seep out. Not long after he got a new message notification.
"Mas ...," he said softly immersed in the sound of crying.
"I really believe in you, Mom. Is it my fault for lending and entrusting you to Gea? I wish you could calm down and give Gea some spirit, but not like this."
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Don't be dizzy, readers. It won't take long, maybe two more episodes. Abis there will be happy parts.
Ges, who has not commented immediately. The end of the story later Akak Mei will announce the winner of a give away for loyal fans and appreciation for your comments. There will be two or three winners who will get a give away from me. 😉