I WAS THE THIRD PERSON
Eleven
"Why do you seem confused. You really don't know what happened? All because you always avoid me Mas----
"Mass ... Am I not beautiful enough for you? So you're not interested in spending the night with me?"
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đź’”SYAFIQ
It turned out that Shofii was secretly aware that I kept avoiding him. How is this, all seems unfair to him. But what should I do? inner Syafiq.
Gently touched Shofii's curly hair that almost touched the elbow. Shafiq stared in Shofi without a word, as did Shofii with a half-subdued face unmoved with a touch of Shafiq.
What is it in Shofii's mind right now, have I hurt him so much? She who used to be cheerful now seems to be a different woman. He chose silence. But I am confused what to say? Should I seduce him? But my heart refuses to say anything sweet except to my Juriyy. But I don't want Shofii to be sad either ...
This ayu face, if I don't remember my Fura Juriyy, I seem to want to hug her, kiss her face, look back at the happy twinkle in her eyes. But my body seemed stiff to begin with, though in fact Fura let me divide my heart, but the shadow of Fura in bed after saving our little angel seemed to be a thorn in my and Shofii togetherness. If I had fun with Shofii, it would hurt Fura.
Shofii looked up at me now, saying, "Don't you want to explain anything to me? If I have any faults, please remind me Mas, if there are any of my traits that you don't like, please let me know so that I can change them. Say Mass! I'm ready to hear it!" lirih Shofii with a fragile look and a glassy eyeball waiting for a reply.
Seeing me still speechless, Shofii immediately pulled our blankets and threw himself behind me.
What I have to do now is Robb, this is wrong .. yes. I've hurt women as good as Shofii, but ahhh---- Fura ... Fura ... only Fura the angel of my heart, Suafiq's inner turmoil.
I put away my conscience, I pulled the blanket and I buried my face now in a roll against Shofii. With a soft voice I say to myself, I'm sorry Robb, I'm sorry Shofii ...
đź’”*POV AUTHOR ~ At 02:30**
Shafiq immediately continued to hear the cries on the side of his bed. He opened his eyes repeatedly gathering his consciousness. Behind his body now in the direction the sound came from, he was stunned when he was found Shofii was sobbing complaining to his Robb.
Shafiq continued to stare at Shofii from behind his back, Shofii looked so fragile now. He blew away everything that had ever happened in his life. He opened up all the bitter stories in his past, as if to blame the fate written for him.
*Can I not be as happy as other women Yes Robb* ...
*Are there many sins of my past that seemed to close the door happy for me* ...
*If this is so, I go and ask for Your forgiveness Robb* ...
*Pity me this weak servant of yours* ...
*I'm hanging all her life on your best plan* ...
*Yes Robb .. This bond is still for corn, if I have done wrong and hurt my husband, forgive me Yes Robb* ...
*I realize farewell is a path you hate so much, but what I can do if my own husband doesn't want my presence* ....
Shofii continued to sob, her tears spilling undaunted. Her inner tightness is now but she also does not want her husband to feel uncomfortable being around her.
And Syafiq ...
His mind is broken at the fragility of Shofii, no longer feeling guilty to Shofii, but the guilt of Shafiq to Robbnya for playing with the solid bond that is the agreement with his Robb that is more stifling Syafiq. Feeling that he has become a bad servant, even he is ashamed to express Love to his Robb after his behavior that seems to play tricks on religion and Sharia exemplified by his Rosul.
Shafiq leaned his body into the *head board* bed, weak body and his mind was chaotic. The purpose of life wants to be a servant who is completely looking for his Robb pleasure immediately collapsed just because of the tears of a woman who was hurt because of her actions.
With gontai he lifted his body, approaching Shofii who was also being wrapped in grief. The woman he had presented before his Robb and had become part of the perfection of his religion. A happy woman is his duty and must be the inevitability to embrace his Ridho Robb. The second woman he had consciously chosen without compulsion, this woman also*My wife* ...
Hugging Shofii's body tightly, Shafiq wept bitterly remembering his mistake with Shofii, his tears falling behind Shofii's back still behind him.
Only short sentences continue to be spoken in the lips of Syafiq at this time ...
*I'm sorry my wife* ....
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đź’”For new reader while waiting can stop by another work of Thor that is already END "My Handsome Dad"
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