LET ME GO MY HUSBAND

CHAPTER 21 Cannot Be Guessed

Daffa speaks a thousand languages. Then, he realized something. "Why is her hair short? His whisper in his heart while frowning.

Andhira stepped about to head to the door of the room. He thought about leaving that house. However, Daffa unexpectedly prevented it by holding Andhira's hand.

Adhira sighed deeply, then turned to Daffa. "Let go" ronta Andhira.

"Where are you going?" ask Daffa this time in a soft voice.

"Is it important for you to know where I'm going?" andhira asked back.

"Of course, we're husband and wife, right?" daffa looked expectantly at Andhira.

Andhira smiled bitterly. "What kind of wife has no affection in her household?" andhira slapped Daffa with his words.

"Alright, Dhira. I'm sorry for my mistakes over the years" admitted Daffa.

"I'm sorry? I could have forgiven you for the mistakes you made over and over again. However, it is not easy for me to forget" Andhira said with teary eyes, holding back the pain that spread in her heart.

"Okay, I admit I was wrong. I'm sorry for upsetting you and ruining your mood" Daffa added.

"Not only does it ruin my mood, but also my whole trust in you!" andhira.

Daffa was stunned as he contemplated the sentence that Andhira had just uttered. Then, he decays on the floor while resting at Andhira's feet. "Please give me a chance to fix it, Dhira," Daffa pleaded.

"What are you doing? Don't lower your self-esteem in front of me that never even mattered in your life!" sarkas Andhira took a few steps back from where he stood.

However, Daffa did not give up so easily. He got up and immediately hugged Andhira. "You may curse me as you please, but please don't go" Daffa said solemnly.

At that time Andhira's feelings became more confused. He doesn't know what he's doing right, or not? But, finally Andhira made a decision. "Alright, I won't go" Andhira said in a flat tone.

Daffa cupped both of Andhira's cheeks. Then, he looked at Andhira with sparkling eyes. It was like there was a feeling of love there. "Thank you, Dhira." Daffa held a kiss on Andhira's forehead for a long time as if he deeply felt it.

In his heart Andhira said 'does he have to be brave and rebel first, then Daffa can be kind to him?'. Indeed, the change in Daffa's attitude that was very difficult to guess made Andhira very astonished. Andhira also wondered 'had he trusted Daffa again, or should he not?'. Everything that happened before Andhira, made him think hard.

"It's okay. Come here, let me clean up," lead Daffa by Andhira's hand. He brought the woman in front of the large mirror previously used by Andhira.

Andhira looked doubtfully at Daffa. However, Daffa returned Andhira's gaze gently and flashed a smile on his lips. It was the best smile from Daffa that Andhira had ever received.

"Be quiet, I will cut the rest of the hair that has not been neat" Daffa said. Andhira obeyed him.

The man began to do cutouts on Andhira's hair. Admittedly, he did it very carefully. Even though it's all still a mystery. Did Daffa do that because it really was broken? Or maybe just to make Andhira forget about the mistakes she had done, and her temporary nature? No one really knows.

Not get there. Daffa also applied the medicated cream to the bruises that were on Andhira's body entirely. "What does it feel like to be so sick?" ask Daffa while looking at Andhira with adhesion.

"What do I have to answer? If I said it didn't hurt, wouldn't I have lied? Then, if I admit that it hurts so much, will you believe it too?" andhira urai.

Daffa let out a long breath and threw it away slowly. "Well, I won't ask you any more" Daffa said.

The man was still doing something that made Andhira feel strange. He lifted Andhira's body and carried her on the bed. Then, the body of the woman who is now short-haired was carefully laid. Andhira could only resign, but in his mind he wondered.

"Rest! I will cook food for us" Daffa said.

"What?" sentak Andhira who at that time immediately sat awake.

"Look down, I won't put any poison or medicine in his cooking" Daffa said.

Andhira just lowered her head with her eyebrows poked. Then, Daffa's hand raised Andhira's chin very slowly, until Andhira's eyes were aligned with her. And a very gentle sweep of Daffa's tongue touched Andhira's lips that still looked pale.

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