
Dirga looked at the liquor in front of him. His feelings are fucked. Throwing the album in his hand.
Album containing the story of himself with his lover.
The woman who left him with a million pains. The woman who left and will never be seen again.
He never thought he would feel this again, love then abandoned.
His wife doesn't like him, though, if he likes himself there is no way he can argue with me hard.because the woman who made me first fall in love and can never meet again said that “the woman who loves you is the woman who is always together you hear all your complaints, and according to your words and always support you. “
But look at the legitimate woman being his wife every day there is only debate and rebuttal. It's a sign that the woman doesn't like me. Think of it yourself.
Alcohol does not affect her. His eyes turned to see the clock ticking at 11:30.His wife must have slept. How long has he been here.
Dirga stepped his feet to get out. He wants to refresh his body with warm water. It doesn't matter if it's night.
*****
Derta stared many times at the door in front of her, but there was no sign of movement.
It's late, her husband hasn't even come back, where is the secret room? Where's inside a mansion this grand?.
Many times trying to cover his eyes to want to sleep, rolling keesana here he on a king size mattress they still feel restless more over his master.
Keep her awake, staring occasionally at the clock that changes every second.
Feeling upset on her own, and in the end fixing the pillow as a backrest waiting for her husband.
Crutches...... The sound of the door being opened made derta with the temple to close her eyes. This reflex movement.
Dirga glanced at his wife, then chose to enter the bathroom.
Derta frowned, then decided to prepare her husband's change of clothes.
After that, sit on the bed.
*****
Dirga breathed as much air as possible on the balcony of their room. Seeking tranquility.
His wife woke up from her sleep. Not caring that was what he did just now, Mr. Dirga did not wear the clothes that his wife had prepared. There was still silence between them.
The silence surrounding her made Dirga close her eyes. Until it is felt that there is a small hand that slowly penetrates his waist.
Derta hugged her husband tightly, feeling completely guilty.
“S-honey, I'm sorry. “cicitnya slow but can still be caught by the hearing of a master Dirga.
“Detach.”ujar Dirga cooler.
Derta shook her head Strongly, unwilling. The more her embrace.
If I get off I'm getting angry, right? The mouth is not the same as the heart.
“sorry to me. I was wrong. “sendu hugged her tighter.
Dirga just closed his gaze while looking up at the sky that contains the stars. Feeling his wife's tight embrace.
“Why haven't slept, hemm. “reverse his body and return his wife's embrace. While peeping it old.
The anger slowly faded away intact.
Derta who was in the arms of her husband shook her head slowly. “Difficult to sleep. “next slowly.
“Sweetie sorry I don't know why I've been chatty lately? “ the complaint.”sayang I'm getting whiny and chatty huh? “tanya derta plain while looking up to see her husband's face trying to find an answer to honesty. As a result, only the face is dim.
Dirga chuckled slowly pinched his wife's cheeks and slowly kissed her gritted lips by looking up at her waiting for her answer.
Anxious, where does anyone not know the reason he is crybaby?.
“Is there anything that bothers you. “Ask Dirga while gently stroking his wife's hair. Derta shook her head.
I have a problem, but I. Feeling it wasn't because of that problem, I end-this judge felt strange and crybaby.
If anyone sees them they must think they are a happy couple.
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happy Reading's
yeah, back again with me the author of this novel🤣 story with Mr. Dirga who gaje and a couple who are both prestige express their feelings.
yeah, love is hard to understand, eakkkk.
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have you ever woken up one morning and realized that your soul is no longer in the place where your body is awakened? have you ever been on a cliff where your body wanted to jump to freedom? have you ever felt like everything sharing is correlated and all you want to do is look at the world have you ever felt like you are no longer yourself and all you want to do is go far and find the treasure of life this. I have been. and I know what I do I sit still and listen to my heart well my heart asks me to reach the ideals . "
just want to say it is one of the author's favorite words 🤣sadang it feels if only ndak-divided.
hemmm, from the author named fiersa bestari yaaa, man-friend.