Let Me Sin

The party is over

Late at night, Haris' house is now deserted again. The lavish party was over this afternoon, staying Haris Hanin and her papa mama who were now sitting around the dining table for dinner.

The dishes were ready, they were still silent to each other.

"Now you are bound by marriage, do your duty as husband and wife" said Mr. Faisal breaking the silence.

"Well pa," Hanin smiled back at Haris.

"Now eat and rest, today is exhausting" said his mother

Haris remained silent, until Hanin picked up the rice and side dishes on his plate. Hanin looked at Haris and smiled hoping Haris would thank him and then say words of love. But it seems like Hanin can only hope.

Without any words Haris ate it, indeed hungry after a day of not eating.

Haris quickly finished the food, Hanin did not want to lose. Mama and her father only noticed the two of them who were like eating a competition.

Haris sipped a drink in his glass and then moved towards his room, Hanin immediately followed.

"I went to the room first, ma, pa?" pamit Hanin bowed to his in-laws.

"Rest Han." Her mother-in-law smiled.

Hanin ran after Haris who had reached the end of the stairs.

Arriving at the room, Haris continued to lay down her body in bed, Hanin entered the bathroom and soon came out again already in her sexy pajamas.

Hanin brought her body closer beside Haris, hugging her. Haris neither refused nor returned Hanin's embrace. He closed his eyes.

"Haris, is this our first night?" Hanin spoke softly as she touched Haris' chest.

There's no answer.

"Haris, are you really sleeping?"

Haris remained silent.

"Ris, isn't every newlywed doing .. " said Hanin very seductively.

"It's Han, you know I married you because of our parents. I'm tired, don't disturb my rest."

Haris cut off Hanin's words and then shook his hand. Sleeping behind Hanin.

"You don't lie. Which man can bear to see the dullness of my body, you are lucky to marry me!" Hanin's face reddened, his eyes glinting in disbelief Haris would reject her like that.

Haris did not respond, Hanin hugged Haris tightly from behind.

Until almost midnight Hanin was still awake, still wanting Haris to turn her body around and return Hanin's embrace.

Finally Hanin sobbed, sad.

Haris actually hasn't slept but just pretend to let Hanin not ask her weird.

"Don't cry, your own fault will enter my already filled heart!" exciting Haris.

"Hanin, listen to me ... In my heart there is already someone special, I explained at the beginning." This time he looked at Hanin and stroked her cheek. "Try to make me fall in love with you. I'll treat you well in this house so don't expect more, I'd rather think of you as a sister" he continued.

"Can you love me one day?" hanin said with sparkling eyes.

Haris turned her body again. "Don't disturb my rest" he said softly.

Hanin hugged Haris again, now they are asleep. Hanin is not the vindictive type, she is kind-hearted but very spoiled and likes to waste her parents money.

Hanin could not sleep as soundly as Haris as his mind continued to work. Whirling around in his brain what Haris said.

"But we're married, how can you still consider me a sister? And who is the woman you love? Is she more beautiful than me? Richer than my parents?" the question raged in his mind.

Until the dawn showed its light, it felt warm entering through the window of Haris' room. Haris whose face was facing right to the window felt a glare, then blinked her eyes.

His eyes opened, seeing the small hand smoothly hugging his stomach, Haris raised the hand slowly and then he woke up.

Hanin did not feel, still sleeping. Haris went into the bathroom, turned on the tap water and flushed his body.

Fresh ... muttered Haris.

Hanin woke up upon hearing the flowing water. Haris came out of the bathroom and found Hanin sitting on the edge of the bed.

"You work today?" hanin asked quietly with her puffy eyes.

"Yes." Yeah." Haris did not look.

"Today I'm going to my mom's, okay?"

"certain. You're free to do anything." Haris is still busy with sorting clothes in his closet.

Hanin walked over to Haris.

Staring at the handsome and fresh face that had finished the bath, "Ris, I won't complain to papa about your attitude to me. So you don't have to hate me."

"Good." Haris looked at Hanin, "I don't hate you either" she continued.

"That means I can get your love someday?"

"Effort!" he stays with his face.

Hanin smiled at Haris' words. Haris faced the mirror again and put a tie on his collar.

Hanin approached intending to help her, Haris did not stay silent. She held Hanin's hand, looking at him sharply "Never touch me again!"

Hanin gradually retreated, again his eyes were twinkling.

"Don't cry anymore, I don't want others to see your puffy eyes, what do they say later? I tortured you all night? Stay the spoiled Hanin outside later. Yea?" said Haris, then he came out of his room leaving Hanin teary-eyed because of love that clapped one hand.