Just A Moment _Tough Wife

The Heart

Ayank drives his car with an erratic feeling. Alex's regret was too late for him. That feeling had withered and died down to its roots.

"If you hadn't hurt my pride as a wife, I might have apologized if I couldn't get back to knitting with you. But your rejection on our first night is the most painful thing that can damage all the beautiful memories that have been created. Enjoy your regrets, and live your life well when I've set you free." Ayank murmured removing a speck of clear water at the corner of his eye.

He wants to erase all his memories with Alex until he is no longer left to remember. Because as long as his breath was still blowing, he would never be able to forget it. Traitor is the most sacred thing in his family. There is no forgiveness of sins for a traitor.

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Alex paused in front of Miska's room, he was just about to deposit some money for the woman's care expenses. Then he started talking about their relationship. But Alex was stunned when he heard information from the administration.

If all the medical expenses Miska has been paid by someone who does not want to be named. Even including all donors that Miska can have been paid in full without residual. Alex thought hard, there's no way that Miska's cousin paid for it. The man even asked for an injection of funds for his company which was a little problematic.

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Miska was sound asleep on her bed. Alex's heart is sliced, this is the woman who had made her eyes dark. Until he hurt his own wife right on their first night.

The woman who made her promise won't touch her own wife. Alex sat on the sofa staring fixedly at the face of the woman who had made her look away for five years. What the woman has given to her, in addition to asking for many things and time even though sometimes she has to sacrifice Ayank as well as her own work. Now he realized that his heart didn't really want Miska. But always feeling in need, makes him feel like a great man.

In fact, Alex often feels insecure with all the achievements that Ayank can get. He felt underestimated as a man and lover. Every day at any meeting or celebration. All eyes and praise were on Ayank. She was just as a complement, and it nudged her self-esteem.

Just tell me Alex is jealous of all that. Until there was a woman who always depended on him. Alex seemed to find himself a man to cherish. He started playing coals to just warm the other side in him. But who would have thought, he dissolved in his game and ended up burning out all his loyalty and love for Ayank, the lover.

Alex is swept away by the cradle of a beautiful dream that Miska presents. Forgetting the most important thing in your life. Alex forgets all his loyal promises to Ayank. Because he thought, he was just playing with a wet husk, which would not be possible to burn with a small spark of embers.

But Alex forgets one thing, if the fire is indeed his duty to scorch. And yes, the man was burned to the ground in embers that he thought were only able to emit smoke.

Back on Ayank's journey to discover the truth. The woman was seen stopping her car at a rest area. After refueling, Ayank got into a public toilet behind the restaurant.

"Well, I convinced the man to give my anonymous company a shot of funding."

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"You take it easy, I've managed to convince the sick woman to last longer, after her transplant surgery is over. I also planned to persuade Alex to convince the fool, so that Miska was taken to his residence after being allowed to go home from the hospital. That way it'll be easier to rule Alex's life. And demand marriage as soon as possible. I can't wait to take advantage of the stupidity of those two naive humans."

Then the man laughed crisply after unraveling all his plans. Ayank was standing behind the men's toilet door. A smirk rose on his lips. It's not that easy as Orlando.

Ayank continued his initial intention of going inside the toilet. With all the burden of new thoughts due to accidentally hearing a brief chatter of a man who knows who.

Ayank deliberately lingered in there, he wanted to see, who was the man who so lightly planned Evil intentions, without finding out first. Who will the man face.

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"We meet again, Hugo Chavez. I didn't think you'd come just for Alex's meager assets. You will cry without tears, when the hope that you are high will penetrate the seventh layer of the sky, apparently only empty clouds. Look Al, again I saved you this time from the same person. How many times do I have to be a hero to you. When are you going to learn to digest, how can the world not be underestimated just to seek an outlet from the thirst for praise."

Ayank decided to eat somewhere else. He didn't want to show himself, not before he could prove another important point. Ayank drove for half an hour from the rest area, then stopped on the shoulder of a quiet road. He's hungry, only milk chocolate won't be able to satiate his stomach that hasn't filled anything since last night.

Ayank really enjoyed the provisions that bi Siti made for her. There is a liver sauce mixed with pete slices, there is also a meat oseng given pieces of tempe and chickpeas. All of that is his favorite food, Ayank never neko-neko in terms of food. Whatever is important to him, Ayank is not the kind of picky princess. Although he could have determined what kind of food he wanted. But Ayank is still a simple woman behind all her privileges.

When going to close his lunch box, Ayank accidentally saw a motor passing his car. With a kind of basket on the right left side of the motorbike, it was transporting a considerable amount of vegetables. Then there is a pile of sacks on top of it also in begian with a motorbike.

"Arkhan..." He muttered and began to follow where the Arkhan motor was going. Until arriving at a mother market, Arkhan parked his flagship motorcycle. The man looked so dashing as he lifted a large sack filled with the vegetables.

After waiting for a few minutes, Arkhan was finally seen returning after dropping off his last sack. How surprised the man when he saw an angel, was hot sitting in his butut motorcycle seat.

"Yank.eh, I mean Ay.." said Arkhan misbehaved, the man rubbed his neck clumsily. He was too happy because he could see Ayank back, so he unconsciously called her by the most sacred title.

Ayank smiled amusedly, seeing how Arkhan misbehaved before him.

"Do I bother you, Ar?" Lekas Arkhan shook his head quickly. And Ayank really laughed this time.

"Is your job done?" Arkhan nodded quickly.

"You must be wondering how I got here?" Arkhan nodded back.

"Do you have time for this woman to join? I'd like to buy you meatballs at the stall, would you?" Arkhan momentarily thought, he was embarrassed if the woman who treated him. Especially the woman who makes her heart flowery.

"Look, what if I treat you? I don't have much money, but it's enough for us to eat the meatballs you want." Arkhan Tawar. Ayank nodded steadily, he wanted to appreciate Arkhan's goodwill towards him.

The two are now sitting in the simple stall, Ayank does not look uncomfortable with a slightly different atmosphere.

"I changed my mind, I want chicken noodles with 5 chicken feet and two boiled eggs." Ayank said when he saw the menu written on the shop banner.

Arkhan nodded in understanding then ordered food for the two of them.

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