I'm Not a Wild Grass

Forgetting Your Own Husband (POV Laila)

The next morning, I woke up feeling heavy as I opened both eyes. For a moment, I was in a daze not understanding, because of what my eyes became swollen.

I looked at the clock on the wall, and I was surprised that it was only four in the morning. I usually wake up at a clock like this. Because I usually wake up around six and a half. That was after being yelled at by Mama for a long time.

When opening both eyes, my position was still down and staring at the ceiling of the room. For the next five minutes, my mind was still wandering in a dream world that I did not remember at all.

But wait a minute! I think I remember my dream last night.

I dreamed that I had married Erlan. And when the procession of kabul ijab was about to be spoken, a gardener appeared in his house Erlan who claimed to be my Papa who had long disappeared.

Really, that was my dream drama.

"You usually like to bengong gini, after sleeping, Yang?"

"Aarr!!!"

I spontaneously cried out in shock when I heard Erlan's voice sounding very close to my ears. I just turned my face to the right, and I found that's where Erlan was. Sitting against the wall on the bed where I was still sleeping.

Erlan looked at me fixedly just debgan using a t-shirt and color pants only.

Feeling furious because he dared to infiltrate my room, I just took a bolster pillow that weighs quite enough to clap the canned crackers, then I hit it in the direction of Erlan.

"Aw! Aww! Forgive me! Forgive me! Oh my goodness Yang! It's me, Erlan, your own husband!!" Erlan shouted in between her sick screams.

"What-what husband"

I was shocked. Just remembered that it turned out that the event that I considered a dream last night was not a dream.

I am married to Erlan. Married siri. Coupled with the appearance of my long-lost biological Papa. And he's right to be the park ranger in Erlan's family mansion.

'Yes-am-pun!!! Lailalade.. Lailadun.. same time your own husband forgot anyway?!!' I rebuked myself in my heart.

With extreme embarrassment, I immediately sat down in front of Erlan. Next, I slapped the back of Erlan's hand with a takjim. He said in the softest tone ever to come out of my mouth.

"Lan-lan.I mean, honey.I'm sorry. So I thought you were the intruder who broke into my room. So, I.. mm. apologize, huh?" Say it with my head still embarrassed.

As the seconds passed without any word from Erlan, I finally ventured to raise my face. Seen by me Erlan who stared in horror at me.

I cringe. Feeling confused from receiving the fearful expression on Erlan's face. So I dared myself to ask him.

"Why are you, Lan.ehm! Um! Darling?"

I rebuked myself who still often forgot to call Erlan with a call of love. I think for some time to come I will still make this mistake often.

Erlan then touched the back of her hand to the surface of my forehead.

"What the hell?" Reflex, I clap Erlan's hand. But I immediately regretted being rude to Erlan. So I kissed the back of my husband's hand.

After looking at each other for quite a long time, I heard Erlan cleared his throat. And then he spoke.

"What's wrong with you, Yang? Why... Suddenly call me darling?" Erlan asked with a puzzled expression on her face.

I cringed confused.

"Don't you like it when I call you baby?" I asked.

"Like. Like anyway. But it's weird, Yang. Suddenly so. Did you take the wrong medication, Yang?" Erlan asked with a worried look that looked real on her face.

Anxious and annoyed with Erlan's clumsiness, I just pinched the upper arm of my husband slowly.

"Hey! Nah! This is my new Laila, baby. Who likes to play these pinches, this is my new Laila."

"Bas-"

'Patience, La. patience, remember the word Nunik.so a wife must be patient and speak soft words. Don't let your husband get angry. For if your husband is angry with you, Allah will be angry with you. Clear. clear mind. clear mind first yes La.' my inner monologue.

"Hum? Why, Yang?" Erlan asked who almost heard my swearing.

I immediately scowled wide, to cover my irritation towards Erlan and myself.

"Duh Yang! You why the hell, from earlier made me creep. Smile themselves. You're Laila right? Not the camel..?" Erlan asked with a timid look.

Feeling no longer able to hold back, I finally shouted in annoyance as well.

"Erlane! You are not happy, even mengeledekin me possessed again! I want to be a good wife to know for you!" My omel while throwing a pillow at him.

"Udah sucks to speak meekly. But even dikatain possessed. What a surprise you are, Lan!" Dumel me in a slower voice.

Kulirok Erlan, who was now agape looking at me.

Looking at that bo doh face, I re-attached my flagship pinch to Erlan's arms and waist. Care very much for Nunik's advice! Erlan herself found it strange that I was suddenly so good!

"Aww!! Aww!! Ahaha!! Golly, Yang! Forgive me!! Ouch!"

I was shocked. When Erlan pulled my waist down on his body. Unable to withstand the weight of my body, Erlan finally fell backwards. And his head hit the wall on the head of the mattress.

Unknowingly, our position suddenly became very intimate. With me that befell Erlan's body on top of her. And my face became too close to his.

Ba dump's. Ba dump's.

My heart is beating.

Ba dump's. Ba dump's.

Somehow and how, I felt a pull on my face. Until slowly, the distance between our two faces was eroded so much that it was almost no longer distant.

I could see black dots of moles scattered randomly on some area of Erlan's face. I just realized, that Erlan turned out to have many small moles on the forehead and face.

"Chelle.."

I heard Erlan's voice calling me soft. And I feel like I'm just electrocuted. All my body felt a vibration I had never felt before when Erlan's call spilled into the recesses of my heart.

'What feeling is this? Why does my stomach feel ticklish? Both my hands were itchy. I want to grab sesiatu. Or grabbing something. I feel like my chest is so tight, right now, my monologue is in my heart.

Tests..

Tests..

Without realizing it, both my eyes had shed tears. I'm appalled. Erlan, who saw me, suddenly cried.

Erlan then confirmed his position until he sat down while holding me. While I could not hold back the tears that continued to flow through these two cheeks.

'Why? Why am I crying? What is this feeling? I don't feel sad. But I'm also not sure if what I feel is happy?' continue my monologue in my heart.

"Hush.. Don't cry, Yang..please don't cry anymore.Tell me, what do you want? Don't you want me to sleep in the room with you? It's all right. If so I go out of the room, yes" cried Erlan as she was about to move me to the bed.

Strangely, I actually held Erlan's neck so as not to release me from his lap. I don't want to be left behind by her. I want to be with him.

"No! Don't go!" I begged Erlan in between my slow sobs.

In the end, Erlan did not leave. And he let me cry contentedly on his shoulder and chest field. Up to the deep t-shirt she was wearing, so wet all over her front by the puddle of my tears.

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