LET ME GO MY HUSBAND
Chapter 49 is Cold as Snow
The morning sky painted a bright atmosphere decorated with beautiful white clouds. Daffa was preparing to go to work. "Darling, would you like to stay home or would I take you to my mother's quarters?" ask him to Andhira.
"I'm at home, Mas" replied Andhira flatly.
"Okay, take care of yourself, hum! I've prepared breakfast for you at the dinner table." Then, Daffa kissed Andhira's forehead and passed away to his workplace.
Andhira daydreams with a million berserk thoughts in her mind. "I don't know if Mas Daffa was pretending to be kind or sincere to change for me. What I could not clear from my mind was .. the fear that he would return to the former Daffa, who was cruel and had the heart for me" Andhira murmured.
Then, suddenly Andhira felt very excited. He tidied up the house and did anything to not think about fatigue. His energy was like being driven out without feeling the need to rest.
Until noon when the eyes of the day began to rise and lean to the west, Andhira still berjibaku with a myriad of activities. "Ahh, I have to change the sheets and all the doormats in this house," he said, then immediately do what came to his mind.
Until lunch time arrives. Daffa came home worried about Andhira, and wanted to pick her up to eat outside. "Dhira ...," he cried as he opened his shoes.
"I'm here, Mas," Andhira answered while wiping the glass table in the living room.
Daffa smiled as he approached Andhira. But, immediately Daffa was made to frown by what he saw. "Dhira, what are you doing?" ask Daffa fully inquiring.
"Tidy up the house, Mom," he answered briefly.
"Dhira baby, that's enough! Look, your body is already full of sweat so. Why not just rest? You've been tidying up this house since, haven't you?"
"I'm okay, Mom. After all I've had too much rest" replied Andhira.
"All right, now stop. You must be tired."
Andhira is in the mania phase (up). That's what makes it so energetic and does a lot of worship at once. It must be controlled, because otherwise, the body can be very tired, even though he does not feel it right then and there.
Daffa hugged Andhira and stroked the tip of his head. "Rest first, yeah. After that you take a shower, okay!"
"Good, Mas."
"I don't want you to get tired, okay?"
"Yes, I get it, Mom."
"Smart," praised Daffa as he kissed Andhira's cheek.
Daffa guided Andhira to sit on the sofa. His sight was never separated from Andhira. Daffa seemed to have fallen in love with his wife.
"Emm, Mom ... You're not back at work?" asked Andhira nervously.
"She's gonna want me to go, huuh. Though, I was dying to," inwardly Daffa.
"Mas," Andhira repeated waiting for an answer.
"Ahh, no. I have obtained permission from my superiors" replied Daffa.
Andhira instantly fell silent after hearing Daffa's reply. "Then I take a shower, Mom. My body is all sticky," Andhira said as he hurried.
Daffa just kept quiet. Then, a smile accompanied his wild mischievous thoughts. Soon, Daffa went after Andhira and took off all the formal clothes he was wearing.
"Dhira, open the door" cried Daffa as he knocked on the bathroom door.
From inside the bathroom, Andhira scrunched her forehead. "What's up, Mom?" he shouted at that moment.
"You forgot something" said Daffa lying.
"What have I forgotten? It doesn't feel like anything" gerundal Andhira said, trying to remember.
"I'm sorry, but I haven't forgotten anything, Mom," she replied.
"Then, what is this? Just open the door!" continued Daffa still shouting from outside the bathroom.
"Ahh, there's-there!" andhira's great-grandson was disturbed.
"What the hell, Ma ...."
Not yet had Andhira finished her sentence, Daffa had already pushed Andhira's body inside. The man also took off a towel wrapped around Andhira's body until now his wife looked innocent like a newborn baby. Andhira tried to escape, but his power was outdone by Daffa.
"Suutttt, shut up, honey!" daffa toilet while staring savagely at Andhira.
"Iihh, bitch! What the hell you want, Mas?"
"I want you, honey," replied Daffa with a mischievous smile. Meanwhile, Andhira's body had been squeezed into the bathroom wall and locked by Daffa's tall, stocky body.
Andhira, who continued to protest and give rejection to Daffa, immediately became silent as she felt her heavenly valley being trailed by the soft sweep of Daffa's tongue. After that, Daffa got up again and set the shower that lay over their heads.
The gurgling water adds to the atmosphere. All the fatigue of Daffa's soul had decayed already after peppering Andhira. Don't know why? Daffa was increasingly unable to hold himself back when he was near his wife. An hour later, they reached the finish line.
"I love you so much, Dhira," flung Daffa with a glare burning with the flames of romance.
Andhira just stared flat while repeating his bath. "You're making my bath time long, Mom!" emphatically.
"Are you mad at me, hum?"
"No! But I missed something" Andhira said.
"really? What'sthat?"
"I haven't cooked for lunch yet" Andhira said.
THE CUP!
A kiss became a reply from Daffa to Andhira's words. "Don't worry, honey. Later we order delivery order only," entertain Daffa.
"Can you help me rub my back?" daffa said with the intention of asking.
Andhira took a bath sponge and began rubbing her back gently. "What happened to my life, God? Why is everything so hard for me to understand?" whispered Andhira in the heart.
A few minutes passed, they were finished with their plus-pluses bathing activity. And now, the two of them were changing clothes together. Daffa always stole a glance at Andhira, but instead the Woman was acting ordinary. It's cold, it's as cold as snow.
"Oughh! Why is it so hard to open?" gerundal Andhira while trying to open the lid of a new lotion bottle.
"Why, Honey?"
"This ... I had trouble opening it, Mas," dumal Andhira.
"Here, let me help you open it," Daffa said and immediately took the bottle of lotion.
"It doesn't need to be opened actually" Daffa explained.
"Then?"
"You just need to twist a little, then press the lid. Like this," point at Daffa while telling Andhira how.
"Ooh, so ... Why am I so stupid?" lontar Andhira's.
"No, Honey! Don't say it like that. You're not stupid, just don't know."
Andhira stared at Daffa. "Please don't show your concern and kindness, Mas. If it will only make the beginning of your ill-treatment again, "inner Andhira.
"Either until when should I fight to regain your sense of trust, Dhira. Every time I express my love for you through words and attitudes, all I get is a doubt that emanates clearly in the spotlight of your eyes. Maybe this is God's way of making me atone for all the sins I've done to you before. I hope that one day you will smile and answer my love with 'I love you too, Mas'." Daffa struggled with his thoughts.
Connect ....
Andhira again paints her feelings through sketches of this picture, guys. Precisely, it was an expression of his sadness when his father left home to face the Divine.👇
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