Love Taboo

Chapter 25. Saving Stories

Erlan's sudden arrival, made Melia become frightened. He even just entered his car that was deliberately abandoned by Fahri as a means of transportation.

With a chaotic feeling, Melia immediately started her car engine. His voice sounded loud. Shortly after, the vehicle just sped away, passing through a quiet road ahead of a still wet night.

Melia cried as she drove her car. How not? He was very surprised by the presence of Erlan who felt disrespectful.

'I haven't even locked the house when I left, ' her inner self lamented her sudden disappearance.

*****

It was getting darker, after driving for about four hours, Melia finally arrived at the destination city, where her husband moved to work for a while.

Fahri is a tough guy and also intelligent, it is very unlikely he will be silent with all the recent Erlan.

The beautiful girl's stomach continued to rumble endlessly, until finally she decided to stop at a minimarket located not far from where her husband lived.

Her face is moody, but she is a jolly girl who recently tried to make extra money from the content she uploaded on social media.

Melia turned her head towards the back seat before deciding to go down. His smile instantly expanded after seeing his expensive camera being there.

"Hello everyone, good night. You know, on my trip this time I was looking for my husband's new home. It wasn't easy to get here, I just went through a series of creepy occurrences. But, it doesn't matter anymore, because in the end I survived and here now," said Melia who spoke on camera filming herself.

"OK, all .. let's find some groceries. Because if I can't find my husband, maybe I'll camp at the nearest camp" Melia continued, as if greeting her fans.

Soon, the foot level owner of the high body until it finally set foot in a minimarket. He kept his camera pointed and showed off every item he bought.

BRUK!

All of a sudden, not paying attention around and engrossed in recording, her slender body was pierced by a tall, burly man.

"Famey!" melia shouted with a sumringah look.

He immediately turned off his camera.

"Melia, are you stalking me? What are you doing here, honey? Why didn't you tell me if you wanted to come?" Fahri poked Melia with a series of questions so that the little lips of the girl could only be agape made.

"No, Honey. I came for you intentionally. But, don't you know, if I'm not going to waste this opportunity. That's why I'm recording it for my content" Melia explained.

Fahri smiled. Then they both bought some food.

"When did you start cooking?" asked Fahri while picking out some meat boxes.

"Actually, I have a piece of content that always shows my favorite camping. I'm not good at cooking, you know that. I only bought ready meals that I could eat at night, and also supplies for breakfast. After that, I packed up the tent and left."

The two talked for so long. Without feeling, they finally finished shopping.

The relationship between the two is getting warmer, although they both still have not decided to sleep in the same bed.

"So, are we going to spend the night in a room that's in good health?" tanya Fahri made an offer.

"Darling, I've come this far. After all, I have bought so many groceries to cook. What if we come to the nearest car camp? We set up a tent and spend the night together" Melia said.

Of course he looks excited to do activities that he likes. Moreover, both of them seemed to start opening their hearts.

*****

Long story short, the two had reached the campground. The land is so big, with a beautiful view. The place manager provides a bathroom, complete with a place to wash cooking utensils.

Just under the shady trees, Melia nimble put up her own tent, while Fahri was busy assembling a bed near their car which was deliberately next to the tent.

After being tired of installing a tent, Melia nimbly assembled the table she used to carry, where the equipment was so easy to disassemble and also installed. In just five minutes, the table can be used.

While turning on the small stove, and boiling the water, the girl listened to her husband's grievances.

"That's you, Melia. It won't be long, because I already know who is behind all this" Fahri said.

Melia heard him. He almost told me, if in fact he was running from Erlan who almost destroyed his good name.

However, hearing her husband's problems was more serious. The beautiful woman chose to undo her intentions.

He prefers to be a good listener to his interlocutors. Maybe he was trying to understand Fahri.

"Who is he?" asked Melia who couldn't stand waiting.

"Bimo, dad. Of course he did this for the sake of his bastard son!" hiss Fahri with his face look cold.

"A bastard" said Melia repeating her husband's words.

"Erlan, he wants to take everything that's mine. I want to be like me and idolize myself! Hmmm ... I'm tired of that boy, does he make you fussy?"

The two stared at each other. I don't know how many minutes. Melia's heart seemed to be racing so fast. He is confused how.

On the one hand, she was eager to say everything Erlan had done to her husband, but on the other hand she did not want Fahri to get emotionally burned.

"He said he would meet a famous interior designer in the near future, might be able to feel your reputation and will easily also seize all the companies that were originally under your control!"

Fahri who is usually arrogant, that night looks so sweet with his silence. He prefers to continue preparing dinner for his wife.

'Fahri, I would love to complain about Erlan's attitude towards you. But, knowing this much of your burden, I doubt it, Melia's inner self.

"Hey, are you daydreaming? As handsome as I am, to always make you stunned," said Fahri when teasing his wife.

"Just son, aren't you chasing me! Otherwise, how could you possibly marry a stranger like me," Melia sneered instantly.

"I told you, Melia. That's in return for Mr. Haris—yamu."

Melia was instantly moody. Fahri understood, if the girl was always sad every time reminded of the memories of her father.

He immediately took his wife into the tent, because it was late at night. Plus, the dense fog sign of cold weather increasingly covers the surrounding area.

"Melia, if only we slept in a room. Not in the open like this, maybe I won't let you go."

Silent.

Suddenly, both of their lips touched each other. Of course Melia thrashed, her breathing seemed tight. Her hand was trying to hit her husband's small chest.