KHAZANA(I'm Not an Actor)

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"Aniya, "call Hanu who is sitting on the bed, watching her busy wife in front of the mirror.

"Yes, Mas. What was? " Sahut Aniya who was combing her hair. He looked at Hanu.

"here, baby. I want to talk to you, " said Hanu patting the bed next to her. Aniya smiled, nodding her head. The woman placed the comb on the table and approached Hanu with her hair beautifully severed with a nightgown attached to her body that formed the curves of her body.

Aniya crawled up the bed. He approached Hanu, sitting facing the husband who was giving a gentle swipe at his head. It felt very comfortable and her heart always warmed up when getting a gentle swab from Hanu.

"You can be honest with me, baby. You know, I'm very angry if you or Zana hide something including lying, " said Hanu in a tone that sounded so soft, but for Aniya it was a very scary remark for her. She remembered very well 'if Hanu had asked like that means her husband already knew the cause of Umma fainting and her speech this afternoon was a lie.

"So____" Hanu deliberately paused his speech. His hand still faithfully rubbed Aniya's head and sometimes combed her wife's long hair with her fingers.

"I'm sorry, Mas. " Said Aniya, bowed in fear with tears slowly dripping from her eyelids.

"Why apologize ?" Hanu asked as if she pretended not to know what her wife had done.

Aniya twisted the end of her clothes. He slowly looked at the pitch-black netra Hanu who continued to give her a look, as if waiting to continue her speech.

"I-i lied. Actually I complained to Umma because you were angry with me because you defended Zana more. I-I'm jealous and angry because you're more concerned with Zana. And also Umma went straight to Zana, to give a warning, ", said Aniya.

Hanu let out a heavy sigh hearing the wife's statement."Aniya, I'm not angry but disappointed with you who thoughtlessly told me to divorce Zana. Marriage is not a game or something that can be decided. Ye know? Marriage should not be done carelessly because marriage is the longest form of worship and should be kept until death separates. So don't make me an irresponsible and selfish man because I just want to make you happy who wants me to divorce Zana" Hanu said firmly.

"I'm sorry, Mom. I was wrong, I was so jealous that I told you to do something that God hates. I'm sorry 'Mas, "Aniya cried sobbing holding Hanu's big hand staring at her first wife.

"Not crying. The most important thing is that you don't repeat it again. I've forgiven you, " said Hanu, wiping away the tears that had soaked Aniya's cheeks.

"Here's the hug first. " Hanu stretched out both his hands. Aniya immediately hugged the husband who kissed his forehead so friendly.

The woman's hand rubbed the chest of Hanu's field. Aniya slowly unbuttoned one shirt over her husband who was staring softly at her.

"Mas__" Aniya nibbled her lips, hesitatingly saying what she wanted now, "Mas, we haven't done it in a long time. I miss it so much, " said Aniya with red cheeks.

"Lost what? " Tanya Hanu as she kissed the lips of Aniya's increasingly blushed embarrassed.

Hanu again kissed Aniya's lips and kissed the wife's lips gently . He has not had his wife for a long time. Aniya replies to Hanu's kiss and presses her husband's nape to deepen their kiss. The big hand took off the buttons of Aniya's nightgown without releasing the link of their lips both of which were already heavily burning each other's passion and wanted to the next stage.

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The girl got up from the bed. He walked towards the exit of the room to find food in the kitchen. Zana stared around outside the dimly lit room. Is it possible that Hanu and Aniya are already sleeping? Zana walked towards the kitchen with slow steps, she was afraid to nudge the goods or objects in this house.

Cleks...

Zana blames the kitchen light scaler. The first thing he went to find food was the refrigerator . The girl opened the refrigerator, which showed the contents in the refrigerator and more vegetables, fruits and ready-to-eat foods were available in the refrigerator . But Zana's eyes were immediately fixed on one egg and an instant noodle that, no matter who put it in the refrigerator.

"It looks good, the nights eating noodles using lots of chili and half-cooked eggs, " murmured Zana who immediately took the three ingredients.

He violated the pot that had been filled with water on the stove and blamed the stove. Zana also put teplon on the stove while plugging half-cooked cow's eye eggs. After a few minutes of struggling in the kitchen, finally spicy noodle soup with eggs beef eyes is ready.

"Emm__What a nice oath, "Zana sipped the noodle sauce.

The girl blew her noodles before going inside her mouth. He shook his hands in front of his mouth because of the heat and the heat.

"Bright pedas, but make dudai, "said Zana again eat the noodles. His eyes around the dining room. He only realized that Hanu's house was quite large, different from his house which was very small and looked like a hut.

"Why eat noodles? " The baritone voice that sounded hoarse, made Zana immediately turn her head to the side. Hanu looked towards the noodle bowl that had stayed a little.

The man pulled up the chair and sat there, watching Zana who was eating her noodles again not caring about the question.

"Why eat noodles? Though in hood saji there is fried chicken same omelet, " said Hanu opened the hood of food.

Zana turned to look at Hanu who placed the fried chicken in her bowl.

"Eat fried chicken and omelet, so that quickly full and redundant if not eat what is left, " said Hanu. The man got up from the chair . He went inside to get something.

It wasn't long for Hanu to return with one plate. He took the rice in the heater near the table and sat back down on the chair.

"Not eaten? " A question came from Zana's lips.

Hanu who was about to feed the food to her mouth smiled, "I ate earlier, but was hungry again, " replied Hanu smiling.

Zana noticed Hanu's messy appearance and tangled, disheveled hair. And the smell of this man's body was a bit strange, not as usual. The smell of sweat and mixed with an odor that he could not name.

Seriate...