LET ME GO MY HUSBAND

CHAPTER 63 Opening the Morning With A Hug

That morning the cold air penetrated the skin until it penetrated into the wall of the soul. There was a hug from two hands that clutched Daffa's body. Then, caressed Daffa's feelings with a kiss that landed on his forehead. Printing a warming smile amid whacky giggles.

"Good morning, Mas" Andhira said with both hands still wrapped around Daffa.

"Morning too, Beautiful. Tumbent ...."

"Tumbens? What's tumben, Mum?" asked Andhira while frowning he felt astonished.

"Morning already love you hug and kiss" Daffa replied, smiling.

Andhira's face was red. Then, he lowered his head deeply. "It's really weird, huh?" cetus Andhira while shy.

"Hihihi ... What kind of expression is that, hum? Do the words 'tumben' disturb your mind?" daffa laughs as he lifts Andhira's chin with his two fingers until their eyes are aligned.

Andhira just kept silent. Her lips were locked and hard to speak. Daffa read Andhira's nervousness, and he tried to parse it with a sweet mouthful on her beautiful lips.

"I was happy when you opened my morning with a hug and kissed like that. You make me grateful once again for the pain and wounds all over my body" said Daffa, looking at the wounds that had not dried and were still wrapped in bandages on some parts of his body.

"Iihhh, go on gombal," Throwed Andhira as she pinched the spoiled side of Daffa's stomach.

"Aaaw, sick, honey. Why are you pinching me?" whinek Daffa.

"Who told me to be a tombalist" replied Andhira pretending to be a glutton.

So, Andhira treated Daffa's wounds by cleaning and replacing his bandage case. All the time Andira took care of it, Daffa was not ceasing to notice Andhira's beautiful natural face. He occasionally flashed a smile that was born from the bottom of his heart.

"It is true that sometimes God wants something we hate to happen to us, because there is good in it. Maybe, that's why I had this accident. So that later I might feel the pleasure of the attention and love of my wife, "inner Daffa.

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BRUGH!!!

Farid opened the door of his room with a rude slam. He removed the shirt and left a white shirt still attached to his body. Then, the tall-built man slammed his body into the bed.

"Aarrrgh! This can't be allowed. I've spent a lot of money to pay people, but everything always fails" he growled. He could not accept seeing Daffa who still looked happy, after he had done some of his vilification on Daffa and Andhira as well.

Geck! Geck! Geck!

Farid's bedroom door was knocked from the outside. Followed by the voice of his Ummi. "Farid, get out first, son. Abah wants to talk to you," Ummi said.

"Sayal!! Why is my life filled with annoying people?" gerundal Farid smacked his hand into the bed.

"Farid! You heard Ummi, right?" ualng Ummi.

"Yes, Mi. Farid came out soon, "he answered without opening the door.

In the living room, Abah was sitting waiting for Farid. It seemed, there was anxiety implied in his old face. While leaning his head against the back of the sofa, it looks right that Abah is thinking about something.

"Sorry, Bah. Abah called Farid?" greet Farid very politely. Judging from his attitude at that time, no one would have thought that Farid was a violent man.

"Farid ..," said Abah.

"Where have you been, son? Why don't you pick up Abah's phone?" abah asked very calmly.

"Sorry, Bah. Yesterday Farid was on a job outside the city, and there was a hard signal" Farid explained, giving false excuses. Abah.

"Does Abah need Farid to do anything?"

"Yes, if you don't mind, Abah wants you to visit Daffa's house. It has been almost two weeks since he went to Gorontalo, Abah has not heard from him again. Abah worries she's why. Please, son!" pinta Abah's.

"Shit! This is what makes me lazy and I avoid the most, but this Old Man told me to come there instead" said Farid in his heart.

"How, Son?" asked Abah who had not been responded to by Farid.

"Eemm, can, Bah. But maybe Farid could be tonight" Farid replied.

"It's okay that you make sure that Daffa is okay" Abah continued.

"Good, Bah.

Their conversation was closed with a gentle pat on Farid's back from Abah. Then, both return to their activities. Abah went to his textile shop, and Farid went into the room.

"Think about it! Is he so worried about Daffa? Yes, of course Farid. Wasn't Daffa his biological son!" farid's toilet gnawed and cussed himself.

Still in a state of annoyance, Farid contacted someone.

[City, Vina .... I need you. We met at a regular hotel,] Farid said straight to the point.

From the other end of the phone came the voice of a woman named Vina who spoke in a soft tone. [As you asked, dear Farid,]. Farid then closed his phone call just like that.

Yes, Vina is Farid's other date. Farid's kindness and gentle demeanor were mere masks. And that only applies when he is in the presence of Ummi and Abah alone, in an effort to attract the sympathy of his father, who is none other than Abah. Not because he was sincere about acting like that.

Less than an hour later, Farid had arrived at the promised hotel. Meanwhile, Vina was already waiting in one of the hotel rooms that had been booked. She looked sexy in a low-breasted black dress, which spouted out her twin hills.

"Serve me now, Vina. My head was dizzy," Farid ordered without further ado, as he was already in the same room as Vina.

Vina who had memorized Farid's attitude immediately did her job perfectly. In just an instant, all the clothes attached to the bodies of the two were scattered on the floor. That is, Farid always vent his frustration by dating women.

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