Love Me Like You Love Her
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Mas Anto tried to stay focused on driving. Although his concentration was almost off guard. Until Mas Anto was relieved and grateful that the luxury car he was driving had arrived safely at the home of his young Master and Lady. Although it had reached the house, Mas Anto thought the quarrel of the Master and Madam was over, but it still seemed to continue.
The breeze in the afternoon blew Mas Anto's head through the sidelines of his hair that made him calm plus it again because his young Master and Madam did not fight in front of him anymore.
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Rahma immediately entered her room leaving her husband. He shut the door by slamming the innocent door. With emotion and tears in his eyes he lowered his suitcase.
Zia caught up with his wife and saw her close the door of her room with pent-up anger. As Zia walked into her room, she panicked to see her wife drop her suitcase off the top of the closet. Zia swiftly held him back.
"Think clearly, not with emotion.. Yang .. please Yang. please believe me. ", Zia's pinta squeezed her both hands and saw her smooth cheeks wet with tears.
" A-ku ti-dak pe-du-li" Rahma answered immediately releasing Zia's grasp and wiping away the flowing tears on her smooth cheeks with the back of her right hand. And quickly put his shirt in his suitcase.
" Which..where are you going??!!", said Zia panicked when her wife came out of the room and brought a suitcase filled with clothes belonging to his wife.
Rahma walked towards the front door but Zia chased after him and pulled his wife's arm not to leave.
"Mas Anto.. !! Mba Ira !! close all doors and locks. Make sure my wife can't get out of this house !! if my wife gets out of this house you will bear the risk !!", zia shouted that sounded until Mas Anto and Mba Ira who was behind immediately immediately immediately implement the orders of his Master who sounded angry.
" What the hell are you ?", saut Rahma in a whispering voice while taking a deep breath because just this time heard her husband screaming and angry before her because Rahma was ashamed of her assistants who had been involved due to the quarrel between the two of them. Zia looked at his wife and tightened her grip on Rahma.
"Dele ! my hand hurts ! ", Rahma continued to brush off her husband's grip.
" You go into room!", exclaimed Zia in a low voice and released her grip on his wife's arm. Rahma did not heed her husband's orders.
" I misjudged you. You are the same as other men who used to try to attract my attention who were just curious about me. Now you got what you wanted from me. So please let me go now" said Rahma slowly bowing her head while stroking her sick arms from the grip of her husband who did not want his wife to leave him. Zia did not expect that Rahma would say that to her.
"You have traumatized me to love, because when I love you, instead of you keeping the love I give you, it breaks my love for you. You hurt me when I love you, thank you, it hurts me so much. You my husband is not my girlfriend. I'm the one you should keep his feelings for for whatever it is. It's not the woman you defend for your professional attitude. I've tried to forget my past and your past but at this time your status has become my husband please don't sacrifice me again for the attitude you say professional, please, because I was willing to lose the job I dreamed of in order to keep my husband feeling!!", said Rahma as she shed her tears many times and took a deep breath.
Zia hugged his wife, she could not help but hold back the painful feelings of his wife that he could also feel.
" Sorry to me. I'm really sorry to make you sick and hurt like this. For God's sake I don't know about this either. I told you, even if I knew before, I would have tried to cut it.. I'm gonna try to get him out of our hospital, trust me. I just love you" said Zia hugging his wife while bringing his wife into the room.
Zia removed his wife's hijab, slowly took off his clothes and took off his clothes and carried his wife into the bathroom so that she would soak her body in the bath with warm water and give her a therapeutic scent. That they may release all their fatigue and anger.
Zia hugged his wife giving a soft fondle. So that his wife feels calm and feels if she always loves him. It's been 15 minutes they soak by telling stories remembering how Zia could get to know him at the time of middle school. Zia took the initiative that his relationship with his current wife should be seasoned with the wonderful memories they went through while they were in school in order to cultivate his wife's love for him.
" Which..you know ? I had a crush on you when you first saw you, I will never forget the face when I first saw you until now, I saw you in the canteen with your friend's friend was busy eating siomay, you know when I noticed you?", said Zia reminiscing nostalgia while hugging his wife.
"Then anyway ? I do not know.. when was that time?", asked Rahma curiously as she put her head on the chest of her husband's field.
" That's what if a beautiful person is usually considered people become indifferent with around who pay attention to you", Zia said as she kissed the top of his wife's head that was laying her head on her chest.
"Lho I know you at that time, I will know you during the election of the chairman of OSIS, if you are not the chairman of the OSIS at that time I will not know you brother", rahma laughed at her husband.
" Yes I know you are beautiful always be a struggle where where."., said Zia praised his wife while pulling the nose pointed at his wife.
" I'm grateful that, that's why sometimes a soul mate is unpredictable, maybe if you and I weren't involved in the members of the OSIS at the time, we wouldn't know each other", remember Zia caressed his beautiful wife's face and always amazed her.
"I am also grateful to see you again at XX High School" Rahma said proudly and with a big smile.
" Good since I always wanted to be at Yang's public school, when my mother used to want me to go to an expensive international school, but I didn't want to, do not know why I prefer public school here, said Zia with wonder over the course of her life.
"Back again, how wonderful it is for God to direct our journey, especially if I agree when Mother's Father tells me to go to medical school in Germany, surely I am not currently soaking like this as you are now, you do not know who now.aah I can not shadow Yang .. ", zia said with a sense of gratitude while tightening his arms to his wife.
" I want to continue the school again Yang in Germany", continued Zia.
"You have the heart. continue LDR same me. ", said Rahma with her pouting face.
" Yes how can I live LDR with you Yang, yes we both stay there for a while until I finish my college. Or you also want to while studying there with me so you also have activities there", explained Zia greeted with a kiss of Rahma on the cheek of her husband. Zia was happy.
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