LET ME GO MY HUSBAND

CHAPTER 56 I Love You Too

Daffa was at his house. He went straight in and came to Andhira who was in the room. Her smile grew as she looked at Andhira who was lying on her back to the door.

"Mas Daffa has returned. What's he doing? Should I believe it?" andhira's mind did not turn out to be sleeping.

"Honey," cried Daffa as he gently touched Andhira's back. He sat on the edge of the bed.

Daffa picked up a book and saw it. "You're sketching again?" ask Daffa.

Andhira flipped her position, now she was facing Daffa. "Yes, Mas. I can't take a nap today" Andhira said.

"Are you still thinking about that?"

Andhira was silent for a moment, then nodded slowly. "Try not to think about it, but you can't" replied Andhira.

"I've found the answer, honey. We don't have to think about it anymore."

"Huh? Really, Mas?"

"Yes, Honey. You see this!" point Daffa at her phone screen.

Andhira stared at the screen of the phone. "What's wrong with this picture, Mom?" andhira asked in confusion.

Later, Daffa showed them also a sheet of photographs that someone had sent them. Although it has been tangled and shabby due to Daffa hand remmatan, but the picture can still be seen. Then, Daffa compared the two photos, photos on his phone with sheets of photos sent by someone.

"Watch, Honey. This is a photo that I uploaded to my social media account some time ago. I slept alone. And look, in this picture I seem to be sleeping with that woman. They edit it, Dhira."

"Yes, Mas. It's just that they are less observant in doing their actions" commented Andhira.

"Maybe it's the way the Creator shields us from slander, dear." Andhira agreed.

"Now you believe, don't you? I'm not lying about betraying you anymore" Daffa said, raising Andhira's chin with two fingers.

"Yes, Mas, but ..," Andhira said.

"But what, honey?"

"I don't like pictures of Mas in such circumstances seen by the crowd" Andhira revealed.

"I was going to delete it earlier, but I had to show it to you first as evidence, so I haven't deleted it yet. I'm gonna wipe it off now, honey. Or do you want to do it to make your heart satisfied?" said Daffa while offering Andhira.

Andhira nodded and just picked up Daffa's phone. He removed the bare-chested Daffa photo from his social media accounts. His smile seemed to be broken after he managed to do the deletion of the photo with his own hands.

"Is there anything else you're worried about?" daffa asked.

Andhira was stunned, remembering the recording of her voice that Daffa took when she gave herself the medicine of war. "R-recording my voice ...." He was stuck and could not explain it clearly.

"That's what I deleted a long time ago, honey. I'm sorry for the embarrassing things I've done. But, I swear, no one else has ever heard of it, just you and me." Daffa closed his eyes repeatedly when he said that. He felt very embarrassed to remember all of that.

"Thank you, Mom" Andhira said.

"No, Dhira. I should be thanking you."

Andhira gave a smile. Daffa replied, and they hugged each other. There is immeasurable gratitude that comes from Daffa's heart and self.

It is true what people say, that love can come with time. Either from hatred or from admiration. Clearly, everyone has the opportunity to feel in love whether they realize it or not. The same happened with Daffa, and Andhira.

"Oh, yeah. Abah leave greetings for you," Daffa said as he took off his embrace.

"really? Did you go see Abah?" ask Dhira sumringah.

"Yes, to say something," explained Daffa.

"Hmmm, what's that, Mom?"

"That woman, that woman who slandered me. She's Farid's coworker, her name is Shella."

"Mas asked Abah?"

"Yes, how else. Only Abah thought of me at that moment. Because Abah knows a little bit about what Farid did. And it turns out my guess is right, Dhira. He was not satisfied after taking Abah's attention away from me. Right now, I don't know what else he's planning to mess with my life."

"No, I didn't tell him. I just went there to find out about the woman, and it turned out that Abah had it."

"Why is there such a person, Mom? Is it for them that hurting others is a hobby?" lontar Andhira's.

"I don't understand, Dhira. Never mind, let it go. At least I'm still lucky to have you in my life."

They adore each other through a smile and a touch of the hand. A mouthful of lips and a melodious sigh was also heard filling the room. Honey love is re-stirred by both. Warm and shiny sweat flooded their bodies. Ohh, it really all represents every beautiful form of all flavor.

"I love you, my dear," whispered Daffa, exhaling a warm breath that blew on Andhira's earlobes.

"I love you too, Mas" Andhira replied.

Instantly Daffa stopped the mischief of his fingers. He frowned as if he could not believe what he had just heard. He did not ask with words, but the look on his face and the look in his eyes clearly implied a large question mark, perhaps also deep.

"Why, Mas? Did I say it wrong?" andhira asked hesitantly.

Daffa shook his head. "May I hear it again?" daffa said asking.

"What the hell, Mas? Which one?"

"That one, Dhira. Did I not hear wrong? You said 'i love you too, Mas'. Really it?"

Andhira blushed in embarrassment. "Is it forbidden?" cetusus while looking down.

Daffa took a deep breath, then clasped his wife's body back. "I've been waiting for that reply for a long time, my dear. I didn't expect today that I would be able to hear it directly from your mouth" Daffa said with a matchless sense of happiness.

The atmosphere became full of haru flavor. Daffa is still like a dream to hear Andhira return the expression of his love. Really, it was the most beautiful gift he got after so many struggles.

"Already, Mas. I'm having a hard time breathing" Andhira complained.

"Sorry, Honey. I was too happy" Daffa said. Then, release his close embrace on Andhira.

Then they went back to continuing on. The ritual of channeling desire and love that now feels a thousand times more delicious than before. It looked like a small celebration, but it felt really great. Until the sign of ownership filled the neck and chest Andhira.

"We're going on our honeymoon again, honey," threw Daffa after reaching the top for some time.

"Where, Mas? Isn't our marriage nearly eight months old?" andhira Timpal.

"That's okay, honey. I want to enjoy a wonderful time and place with you, humm." Daffa fused his forehead with Andhira's forehead. Their smiles seemed to clash there.

"Which one do you like better? A simple open-air view, or a luxurious room from a modern hotel building?"

"I like simplicity, but it never hurts to try a combination of the two, Mas."

"Alright, I'll find a place that suits your wishes. And we'll spend quality time there."

"Why are you so excited, Mom?"

"Because your love is so precious to me, Dhira."

"Are you not happy?" continued Daffa.

"Of course I'm happy, Mas." Andhira replied with a smile on her beautiful lips.

Covering a thick bed cover and blowing AC room that is getting colder, both of them sleep in the same plain and rest of the fatigue that is still attached.

THE PRAAKKK!

The sound of broken glass windows in their rooms, sounded very loud.

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Sketch of Andhira