I'm Your Wife! Not Him!

I'm Your Wife! Not Him!
Apologies



On the podium there was a man who was conveying about the construction of this villa that he had just inaugurated.


“Sean,” Mumbled Aleea when he saw the man he wanted to avoid being on the podium.


The man on the podium said a few words.


“For this villa I present to my beloved wife.” Said the man who was still on the podium.


Sean's words made the guest who was there whisper.


“Since when did Mr Sean get married?”


“Why not be introduced to his wife in public?”


“Surely because it is not beautiful so it was never brought,”


“Kasian once his wife was never considered,”


“Is his wife a famous ex-model? If so, they are the perfect couple. One beautiful and another handsome.”


“I'm sure his wife is the ex-model. How could mister Sean want to marry just any woman.”


The whispers of the guests who were there were clearly heard in Aleea's ears. He simply clenched his hands so that the books in his hands were white.


Aleea wanted to leave that place. But he was prevented by Sean's men.


“Sorry. I have to get out of here, I entered the wrong room.” Aleea.


“Sorry miss can't leave this event before it's finished.” Said Sean's men.


Aleea frowned, after hearing what Sean's men said. Then he turned himself back after someone began to continue his words.


“You must be wondering why all this time I have never brought and introduced my wife in public.” Said Sean who was in front of the podium.


“You are right my wife and I, we have been betrothed.” Further.


The park that was calm now became a little noisy because of the whispers of the people who were there. Aleea just bowed her face.


“The beginning of our wedding did not go well, but after a few months of knowing him affection arose and we decided on a vacation in this area. Exactly three years ago.”


“By. Do you remember what you said when we were here?… Yeah. You said you wanted to come back here with you and our kids later.”


“When did I say that? Aleea you don't go kegeeran. Those words are for his wife not you. Did Syeila have a miscarriage just like me? ” Inner Aleea says.


“But for now we go back alone, sorry for my mistake, we lost her,” he said wistfully.


While Aleea who was still standing at the end there could only close her eyes and tightly grip her hand. It hurts so much, if he has to remember about his dead son. Slowly tears began to fall through her cheeks.


“Because of my stupidity, I lost my little wife for two years. He left me because of my mistakes and lies” he said with lips that were already shaking.


“This island I dedicate to the wife of Aleea Cullen who has just finished his lecture with a very satisfactory value.”


“This island was inaugurated a week ago with the combined name of your wife, Aleesee Cottage,”


The deg!!!


Aleea and Sean looked at each other as he began to look up at his face looking up at the podium, Minutes later their gaze was cut off because Aleea had decided on the view.


Aleea started to stand up and wanted to get out of the room. Sean looked at the aleea who had wanted to get out of the place, he brought his footsteps down from the podium it was approaching towards the aleea.


Their views re-integrated with Sean slowly uttering the word very carefully “By... Forgive me.. Give me another chance to start our relationship back from the beginning.” He returned with a weak tone. While Aleea just berayam himself did not respond to Sean's words at all.


“By.. let me hug your body.” Said Sean.


Grep!!


Without Aleea's consent he hugged his little wife's body very tightly. Hiding his face in the recess of his wife's neck, inhaling the body scent he had longed for.


“Sorry is not always beside you, but trust me I am always around you when you feel sad and happy.” Said Sean who was still in his woman's arms. Aleea who heard Sean's words did not give the slightest response. He just kept silent in a position not to return the hug that Sean gave.


Pok!


Pok!


Pok!


The applause of the people who were there. They are moved by Sean's household trip with his wife.


While in the same place a man clenched his hands very tightly with a hunting breath and clearly visible veins on his neck that indicate he was very angry.


He intended to invite his old woman to come to the place he had prepared which was assisted by the three friends of Aleea.


He could only see Aleea with Sean who was around the park.


“Master. Should we go inside to pick up Miss Aleea?” Ask the assistant who is behind her.


“No. I don't want to make a mess and make Aleea look bad in public.” Sams answered who was still in his place.


The man was Sams who wanted to invite Aleea to go to the place he was prepared to express his feelings to Aleea. Tonight he planned to propose to Aleea to be his partner.


“We just wait for Aleea to be coming to the place we made even though she was a little late.” Said Sams then he came back out of that place.


Aleea and Sean's embrace slipped. Sean brought Aleea back into the park. He rested his body on the chair he had occupied from the beginning before going up to the podium.


“We sit here first By,” Said Sean gently who was still holding Aleea's hand.


Aleea only followed what Sean said even though his heart wanted to resist. But he doesn't want to make trouble here and doesn't want to embarrass himself.


Aleea had only been quiet since then, occasionally speaking when anyone wanted to ask him.


Drttt Drttt


Aleea's phone vibrated. He took his phone and saw who was calling him.


“Alee. You where? Why haven't you arrived yet? You're not lost, are you?” Shea asked with many questions as the call connected.


“I'm fine, it looks like I'll come late to your place.” Aleea said in a slightly whispering voice. He felt bad if he had to strengthen his voice in public.


“Where are you?” Shea asked back.


“I'm still in the villa where we stayed, why??” Answer Aelea.


“Oh yes you have met with Sams at where we stay?”


“No, I haven't seen Sams here since. Maybe he's again on the road.”


“Can be. If so, I will hang up the phone.” Aleea said as he closed the post.