Just A Wedding

Chapter 58

I painted a smile on his lips when I saw his position asleep. Sit in a chair with your body leaned towards the bed. His hand did not let go of my hand tightly. Tired face is there. I was overwhelmed by everything he did for me. Last night and this morning he was busy pampering me. massaging my feet, washing my body when I took a shower this morning. The phone he ignored while looking at the screen and then returned to talk to me, making me smile triumphantly but also with basic fear. I'm not a hypocrite. It was a pleasure to see him come on a special day for him. But afraid what if Mbak Asri and his family are angry and hate me.

" Good morning, "greet Doctor Niken greet us. After checking on me, Doctor Niken let me go home. Mr. Satrio is out taking care of all the administration related to the hospital.

Tough little face that fully belonged to Mr. Satrio smiled cheerfully in his father's arms. I smiled to see them both. Like this, what I expected. As I see it now which is always in my prayers. We are a happy family. If I am indeed the second woman who entered the life of Mr. Satrio and Ms. Asri. I can't wait a little, let me also be happy with Mr. Satrio and my children. If I am indeed a woman who is becoming more and more broken relationship Pak Satrio and Mbak Asri, please give me a moment from all the time he gave to Mbak Asri and his two sons. Did I take Mr Satrio from Mbak Asri ? Or Asri Ma'am who snatched Pak Satrio from me ? It depends on the person, from which side they look. But, again I emphasize. I really don't know if Mbak Asri and Pak Satrio married Siri again after they legally divorced. Not defending yourself, just facts.

" We'll see how you develop, if you're healthy, the day after I go home ?" Said Mr. Satrio.

" Such fast ? Didn't you like to accompany me and Tough ?"

" Not to be asked, I definitely like it. You're my wife, tough my son."

" Why did you rush home ?"

" ha..ha...ayolah. Not good," he said, laughing softly at me for my question.

" You know seventy-five percent, my life and work are there."

" Me and Tough the rest ?"

" Dik Rin please, you understand me. You don't want to come with me. What should I do ? " Please understand my situation with Dik Asri. I feel that sin has taken away his youth. I've stolen her youth that she was supposed to be beautiful through. It really made me feel miserable and miserable. She was willing to marry me while the others were still playing and studying. He was willing to sacrifice his teenage years to become the backbone of his family, until he was tired and chose to marry me as the back of his life," the story of Mr. Satrio who moved blue brought his emotions unstable. Render with breath chasing after - following hunting.

" I don't want to be like the second woman I noticed. I've never loved and been tough."

" I feel very guilty about you too. Taking you in my complicated life, making the story a triangle."

" I am also saddened by you. You received my proposal, the man who should have been your father, because of your circumstances until you were forced to accept a widower of two children like me."

" Every time you say, you regret marrying me. I also hurt even more than the pain you feel. I can't make you two happy. But to part I won't be strong either, I can't. Please, don't force me to choose one, leave one." Mr. Satrio raised his face for a long time in a matter of minutes. Turning away from me invites Tangguh to chat with his own language even though Tangguh sleeps in his arms. A moment later he turned again towards me, stepping towards the bed laying the Tough slowly next to me.

" Dik Rin. We're...... We don't understand each other because we don't see each other. We've never dated before, don't know each other. I can't understand the way you want to love you, pay attention to you, and care for you." He said softly as well as his net view is very soft and fluffy - full of focus. So that I would agree with him. Not just me or him was wrong, but both of us.

" You also never know how I love you, my sacrifice until I'm here with you" Netra He shimmered as tears filled His net surface.

" I'm just like you, too, wishful thinking. After work I brought you a packet of fried rice at your request. And you ate with pleasure because I was happy, I brought you your order."

" I'm the same as you, wishing we didn't miss each other like this. We are together in the same house, in the same room, in the same bed not separated like this. "

" I also bear excess longing - more and can not resist to ask you news. If I don't call you or tell you because I hope too, you miss me. Have you ever said you miss me ? Never did dik Rin. You just told me that you regret marrying me and asking for a divorce."

Now I am not strong with the description of his suffering to me. Like a Bird torn - torn and broken wings for fighting to defend its children from attacks - predatory bird attacks. Like a tiger that is injured and slashed by the claws of another tiger because of a great battle of power. That's how I think about him now. Was I that cruel to him ? Did I get that on him ? It's not me, I'm the oppressed one in this hostel story. I was pushed out of the area in this story. Why does Mr Satrio feel so cramped too ? Why did He feel that He was suffering because of me ?

His face turned grim. Leads my body to sit on the back of the bed. Drown his face in my chest. Sobbing in a silent cry, the stifled Isakan made his body tremble.

" You and I are sixteen years adrift, but let me be embraced by you as a tranquilizer to my heart. Let me be a little bit of a kid again who complained sadly to his mother. Please hug me.....have me....have me warmly, as a person who wants to lean. I'm also tired of everything that's happened." His hands hugged my waist very strongly. I cry like him.....I reached for him in my arms. propping up on (sorry ) his head, stroking his hair with a deep outpouring of love.

" Aren't you ever gonna leave me ?" ask him with a loud voice.

" Aren't you ever gonna leave me ?" he repeated his plea to me.

" Please promise me that whatever happens you will never turn away and leave me ! "

" Promise. My clothes are wet with his tears spilled without direction.

I wept. Is this in his heart ? is this in his heart ? He braved the charisma he had just to cry and beg. Seiba this is my husband who I myself was never sure could have Him because of the differences that are clearly in line. We are from different family backgrounds, different classes and different rules. Is it true everything he told me ? Not a play on her today. But his sedu sedan, his blind gaze, His tears spilled, all.

Seriate.......

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