Last For Forever

The Husband That Sucks

A few minutes before the azan roared, Lesti flew away from his nap. He blinked several times to adapt to the light that confined a very spacious room when compared to his room in his parents' house. Lesti looked at her husband for a moment, remembering the good times she had gone through. Sometimes Lesti does not believe if this ‘baru’ man managed to take all his everything. He was just a annoying photographer, who was a little pushy to drive him home at the time.

Ah, because of that memory Lesti again remembered the flow of time when he worked at Kejora Cofee and Bakery. Lesti spent all his time there, a week after graduating from Lesti and Ardia immediately accepted work.

Lesti got up to the balcony, staring at the hot Jakarta air was also accompanied by a gentle breeze although it failed a little in expelling the heat and sultry. After that Lesti returned and closed the balcony door, and was silent for a while as Billar bellowed, and rolled towards him.

“Amanda...” Billar's lips clenched the name Amanda almost sigh.

Suddenly Lesti's gaze widened upon hearing the name spoken, Lesti's chest was beating faster than usual. As if something was tearing her feelings apart, Lesti's legs suddenly lost the energy that made her collapse in the doorway.

“Manda...”.

It did not feel like two teary eyes of Lesti heard the same name the second time, was she dreaming about it? Is that how worried Billar feels about his ex? What about Lesti? I don't know. The woman who now hugs her knees to hold the sob, can only be silent. What Billar said was like a magical word that cursed him to stone.

God, why does it hurt when you hear that....

Lesti's hand wiped the tears that slowly came down to wet her cheeks, then she opened the balcony door again and sat there staring at the universe. Lesti was only shocked to hear that, he knew this was happening when he was unconscious, but what did it mean? Lesti knows Billar and Amanda's relationship lasts a long time, but it's funny that this happens when he and Billar unite in a sacred bond.

Once again Lesti wiped the tears that again showed his existence, occasionally he beristighfar accompanied by a long breath of breath regulating the roar that was stirring in the chest.

Along with the azan zuhur reverberating, Lesti got up and passed towards the bathroom while carrying his towel. In addition to being sultry, Lesti wanted to remove the traces of her sadness that were painted on the cheeks.

Billar, meanwhile, only woke up when a loud noise from the bathroom door sounded. She faintly heard me bearing the azan, she did not expect that during her sleep this was filled with her memories with Amanda. He was just a former—supposed—but somehow the case that befell him brought him back to the story that he thought was finished.

“Amanda...” muttered.

Billar got up from his bed, then turned off the AC and opened the balcony door wide. He sat staring at the skyscrapers that on some of the glass there reflected the sunlight with a considerable intensity.

Ting!

Ting!

Billar's phone rang, with a whiff he looked back at his phone that was swaying on the nightstand. Soon he grabbed it, immediately his forehead wrinkled, not a few hours ago he came here?

“Halo?”

Bi, sorry I forgot just wanted to tell you, I opened the locker to replace the Opi in front. Some candidates have come, they are waiting because the office is resting.

“OK, make admin, right?”

Admin the same editor for the magazine because William can not handle anymore, cooperation with the company is increasing

“Yes, handover lo. The important thing is not to take a meter, and not to let the party there disappointed. Many are applying?”

About fifteen, maybe. I shared the locker info yesterday afternoon

“Gue will be there, it's been a long time since I've been controlling!”

All you who test

“Lo aja, I just scuff doang, I can not focus. I'm still thinking about Amanda's case, I want to find out first the person behind Amanda's pregnancy.”

Okedeh, hand over. But you have to want you already have a wife, you have responsibilities. If it is bye!

Billar was silent for a moment, he was the year he got married. Lesti agreed to the case. After going to Sumba, Billar decided to go to Bali looking for evidence at the hotel he was staying at that time. Although evidence of CCTV footage is impossible, it happens when the power goes out.

However, Billar hopes someone is aware of something that leads to this case. Wait ... Doesn't Amanda have an ex? Billar hesitated. As long as he was romantically involved with Amanda, he never once mentioned Amanda's past. Not just to Amanda, but to Lesti as well.

Billar flinched and looked. “You shower again, sultry huh?”

Lesti nodded while drying her hair with a towel. “It seems that if I stay here, I will spend some time soaking deh.”

Billar chuckled then kept his phone on the nightstand, he sat for a while looking at Lesti. Yes, after marriage, Billar can enjoy Lesti without hijab. Her hair is beautiful, straight, straight.

“Why look at it?” tangent Lesti.

“You are beautiful,” praise Billar.

“Sa ae! Cepetan bath, or wudu, we pray together,” said Lesti.

“Cie was already a husband wanted diimamin, when he did not want to,” Billar's real tease after his wedding party was over, he was the first to voice for the same-sex prayer continues.

“Asaan anyway, right my husband, mada yes I am the priest,” upset Lesti.

Finally Billar got up from his seat and stared at the full face of Lesti. “Iya, yes, later on we go to the studio. We control. Now you're jafi Mrs Boss. Lesti Aswindra.”

“Iya spit, don't keep talking!”

As the end of this chatter, Billar suddenly pinched two of Lesti's cheeks that were glaring at it. Then kissed her forehead, before she finally ran while reaching for the towel, avoiding Lesti's anger which was actually no less adorable.

“Ish!” Lesti chases Billar and gets stuck at the door. His eyes widened, as Billar's gaze turned sinister. He bit his lower lip slowly. He approached, trying to open his shirt.

“Ma-mau what are you?” ask Lesti, nervous.

“According to you?”

As soon as the shirt that wrapped Billar's body came off completely, Lesti immediately ran out and half shouted.

“AAAaaaa!!”

Billar who had been seriously surprised before finally chuckled at the behavior of his wife, even though he had not acted, even warming up had not. Yes, the two agreed to a trip as sweet as honey to Sumba. That's where they're gonna have fun.

It turned out that Lesti's screams were heard by Mother, even they were about to collide. Mother looked worriedly at Lesti. “Why you?”

Lesti was silent for quite a while, there was a sense of shame running through Lesti's body. “A-A-nu, Ma. Em, e-nothing. “

As if you can read Lesti's gelagat, Mother instead chuckles amusedly while patting Lesti's shoulder slowly. “Billar is too active? Understand he's special, ‘beef'. During a toddler she uses formula milk because.”

“Eh, e-not, Mom. Not that,” deny Lesti shy. “Ta-tadi no cockroaches.”

“Kecoa? It's nothin. Yuk, uh—mau Mother anter or by herself?” The laughable hue of Mom's face is still pictured there, ah this couple makes her nostalgic.

Not to be lost, even more embarrassed. “E-no need Mom. So I went to my room first?”

“Iya!” Mother chuckled again, before it finally passed.

Lesti let out a long sigh, her husband's attitude really sucks. When Lesti opened the door, her eyes were bought again. She saw her husband bare-chested on a bed and a blanket.

“Honey,” godanya.

“AAAAA!!!”

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