Love With Candidates

Angry peak.

The cup! Satria's wet lips landed on Alya's cheeks. 

 "Mas!" Pekik alya while wriggling felt the touch of wet lips Satria. 

"Wake up now or later?" satria asked as soon as she heard the sound of the dawn.

Alya wriggling. "Makasi my husband, has woken me, said Alya with a tired face.

"Want help in the bathroom?" ask Satria.

"No need, you can do it yourself" replied Alya 

"Okay, then." Satria was now standing by the bed watching Alya coming down

Alya tried to sit up but she felt a pain in her core organs. "wwwS. It hurts so much "

Satria smiled. "She can be alone?" goda.

"I don't think it's gonna hurt this much, Mom." Alya endured the pain while shifting her body slowly. 

"It must have hurt, it's still the first time." Satria.

"shit." Alya hissing shy.

"But for a long time it could be you who will ask first because of the charge," said Satria.

Alya who was upset he hit Satria's chest and pinched her waist before the man raised his body.

How surprised Alya saw the bloodstains on the bedsheets. Alya knew this was her virginity blood that had just been snatched . It's worth the pain is incredible. 

"I'm a carry?" bargaining Satria with the standby position had already stretched his hand.

Alya immediately nodded. Satria happily carried Alya's plain white body and covered with blankets

Satria had finished bathing, her body fragrant and fragrant. Alya can smell it. 

Satria continued to stare at his wife's pretty face as she walked into the bathroom. Satria carefully lowered Alya into the bath. 

Satria had filled the bath with warm water so Alya could shower without feeling cold.

"Uhhh." Alya hissed when hers felt sore when she touched the warm water. 

"Say if there's anything I can help you with?" Satria panicked as Alya grimaced.

 "Who knew you needed scrub rubbing services?" satria.

"Go out, I'm ashamed" Alya asked her husband, who was standing by the bath.

"Why shame, didn't I see it all last night, even I've held it."

"Yes, you've seen it, but last night I wasn't fully conscious."

Satria smiled. "So last night you were like a dream?"

Alya was getting embarrassed, there was no way she would tell the truth that last night she had been hit by a passionate desire.

All right, you take a shower, and call me if you need anything, I'll do the work overnight and go to college. You take a day off first, I'll let Lecturer Prily.

"But Mas, I'm going to college with you."

"You can walk right."

Alya was silent, in fact she was worried that Elisha would tease her husband. Only the woman is still fighting to take Satria away from her, as Rosa is gone and unlikely to return any time soon. 

Alya's fear is not without cause, the woman is a little scary, she can justify all means, including sealing herself as the other day.

"Mas, are you glad I gave it my all." Alya asked with a lowered face. Satria who had just taken a step away was forced to stop her steps.

"What did you say? Of course it means a lot and I'll never forget tonight, my wife." Satria squatted on one leg and pulled Alya's chin and kissed her lips, a kiss that ended with the tongue twisting each other and again Saliva exchange. Alya smiled happily after Satria removed her lips. 

"A household relationship should be based on trust as well. If it doesn't exist then we will continue to be suspicious of each other" Satria said before leaving.

But Alya deserved caution, she had just returned to put her trust in the man who betrayed her.

Satria then out, he will arrange all the files for the report to Mr. Arya, Satria more excited because soon the work he is doing will soon pay off. Miniature building request Pak Arya already live part of the roof alone, Satria himself does not believe he can make the first work that he thinks good in a limited time.

The satria!! Call someone from behind.

Mas! Satria surprised. 

"Congratulations, you are the greatest sister who has managed to snatch her brother's lover," said Aditya who could not hide his anger.

Satria immediately puts in her work before Aditya enters, and locks her into the closet. Satria does not want Aditya to be caliph and destroy everything. Since that marriage, Aditya has always been rude.

"Oh so that's your new job." The insulting smile from Aditya was seen again.

Aditya does not know very well, what Satria's work is, only he suspects Satria is trying to become a painter, seeing a lot of papers scattered. Before seeing clearly Satria had hunted to hide everything. 

"Hahaha, how much money you get from that job, without family, you and your wife will be exhausted. Too bad Alya has chosen you who have an unclear hobby. Wild racing, paint it."

"Mas, whatever my job is, the proof is that Alya is comfortable with me, he's turned away from you, the honorable director of a successful company."

"So your mouth, dare to speak I will make sure to forget that you are my sister." Aditya pulls Satria's collar and is already on standby beating her with a raw bogem, but the intention is undone because Aditya sees a nail scar on Satria's neck and chest."

Aditya has proven himself with his former eyes must be the rest of the romance last night, Alya in pain and clawing Satria's neck and chest.

"Argg." Aditya yelled to vent his anger.

"Mas, I'm sorry, Alya and I are a legitimate couple, I have to do my duty as a husband."

Satria approached to calm her brother who was certainly very frustrated, Satria could also see Aditya's love for Alya so sincere. 

But precisely that makes Aditya's emotions again peak. "You are so evil Satria!! You've already made the most painful wound I've ever had in my life." Aditya blindly hit Satria with a well-tailed kick using his hands and feet. 

Satria's cheeks were bruised, her nose was bleeding, not to mention her stomach was suddenly nauseous and wanted to vomit from Aditya's punched kick. 

"Better you die Sat, better I don't have a sister like you." Aditya continues to beat without mercy even though Satria is already in pain.

Satria only accepted without retaliating, but when the bazooka of the sacti was about to be kicked by Aditya Satria just dodged. 

"Mas, you seriously want to kill me apparently. I didn't expect to have a selfish sister like you" Satria said, holding her stomach.

While Alya who heard a noise in the next room he immediately came down from the bathup and only wore a kimono towel without having time to wear clothes, his premonition was not good because he heard Satria moan in pain so clearly.

"Mas!" Pekik Alya, when he saw Satria was seriously injured. 

Alya immediately hugged Satria and examined her husband's scarred face. 

"Alya, why are you here, go, this is my business and Mas Adit" Satria said.

"Mas, I'm your wife, the wound on your body is my business, too." Alya to tears saw Satria's face full of wounds.

Alya took out a tissue and painstakingly cleaned up Satria's wounds, their distance was now so close. 

"Make it, baby." This was the first time Satria had called 'Honey.' to Alya.

Aditya's heart is getting sicker as it is squeezed with salt and vinegar. Alya and Satria were already very close beyond her expectations. 

"Together Mas, do not thank your own wife," Alya grabbed Satria's arm, helping to stand up even though his own path was still teetering.

Aditya stood with his hands still clenched. Aditya is now not only disappointed in Satria, but disappointed in Alya as well. 

Aditya could see Alya's neck and chest filled with red marks, the marks looked still very new.

After the two of them leave, Aditya sits staggering in Satria's work chair, Aditya can't believe all this time only he himself is fighting to be able to return with Alya, who has been fighting for his life, the woman she fought for gave up and gave everything to her husband.

"Alya, in vain I struggled to get back," said Aditya then grabbed the water Satria drank last night and sipped until the toilet was all in his stomach.

***

"Mas, this must hurt." Alya helps Satria to go back to sleep in bed.

"No matter how bad, the pain will surely go away quickly if I return to drinking milk this morning." Satria saw two beautiful hanging pieces when Alya was bending over.

"Mas, this is serious, you must be kidding."

"I'm serious too, Alya." Drinking milk in the morning, can add nutrients that make wounds heal quickly."

"Neuro." Alya pursed her lips and immediately got up. As far as Alya knew, Satria never liked milk, she never once saw the man drink milk.

"Well, want some milk, right? I'll ask Bi Minah to make it, be careful not to drink." Alya flirted back.

"Who said I want Bi Minah's milk.I want something pure." Satria blinked her eyes after successfully upsetting Alya.

"Mas! can't not be a bitch!" peekik Alya's.

"If the same wife can't," Satria replied while grimacing in pain.

  

"It hurts a lot of style" Alya grumbled.