It's not my fault for taking your wife

BSMI 147's

"I'm sorry, honey. I was wrong. I was so panicked you went out alone, hape could not be reached, the place you visited was very far from home, it was also late. I really accidentally snapped at you.”

Allan grabbed Giany's body and hugged him. His hands moved rubbing his back, up and down to calm the woman's feelings. Still heard the remains of a hiccup there. 

Giany wiped away the unlucky tears that refused to stop dripping. The more he tried to resist, the more the tears flowed uncontrollably. 

“On the photos of me and Ayra that you saw earlier, I really did not know if there were such photos in this house. I even saw him the first time. Maybe Ayra made the photo album first and Mama or Aunt Misa kept it. I really don't know, if so, I must have asked people to throw it.” 

Giany pulled the body from the tight hold of the husband. Even he could feel how unreliable Allan was to take off that hug. He grabbed a sheet of dry tissue and wiped the tears that now began to redness due to long crying.  

“It's okay, Mas. I don't mind those pictures. I also won't be angry if Mas wants to save it.” 

Allan rubbed Giany's hair gently. Really he felt very guilty making Giany as sad as he is now. He wanted to punish himself.

“I'll ask Amir to throw it away. Why keep the past photos. Everything is meaningless to me.” 

“Do not, Mas! Don't throw. Maybe the photo doesn't mean anything to Mas and me. But what about Maysha later?” 

They were silent and looked at each other until there was silence for a few moments. Allan then said,

“But I don't like to save anything about the past. Ayra and I are long over. Maysha will understand that.” 

“No, Mas .. however the photos are memories of Maysha's parents. No child wants to throw away memories of their parents. At least by looking at the photo, one day Maysha will understand that she was born from the affection of her parents. I did feel jealous after seeing the photos ... very jealous .. until I wanted to look more beautiful than Bu Ayra. But, that doesn't mean I have to deprive Maysha of the right to have memories of her mother's father, does it?” 

“But keeping your feelings is also important to me.” 

“And it's not just my feelings that have to be taken care of. No matter how much a child loves a mother, she will not forget her own biological mother.” 

Allan was still staring at him. His guilt is mounting.

How soft your heart is, Giany. I'm sorry ...

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Giany may be a woman who has a soft heart, which is why it is so easy for her to forgive. But it's not that easy for Allan.

The night was getting late, but he could not close his eyes, the guilt was still holding him.

He stared into the wife's face, the guilt still holding his heart. If you remember the promise he made himself, it feels like he wanted to punish himself for the pain he gave Giany.

His body moved down and placed the pillow parallel to Giany's stomach. His hand slipped through the gap of the button and rubbed it. 

“Nak ... Sorry dad yes ... I've broken my promise and made you sad. You do not sulk .. let alone julid same father, yes. I promise not to make you sad again.” He put his hand to his stomach and put his face there.

Not long after, Allan got out of bed. Move to the room where the photos are stored. He opened a pink photo album and released some photos of his romantic honeymoon with Ayra in Paris. He only leaves photos that are not so fond of intimacy.

After choosing, he headed for the backyard. Put sheet by sheet on the grass and then light a match.

The flames began to devour sheet after sheet of photos of Allan's memories with his ex-wife, leaving only ashes.

Allan took a deep breath, at least he felt a little relieved.

"It is also inappropriate for a photo of such a glaring affection to be shown to others."

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