LOVING SOMEONE'S WIFE

With you

There in a perfume shop there is a person who is confused he is browsing the shelves by shelves that are there.

What's in the way, if he's looking for where the perfume he used to be , it should not be like that, it is not that he will look relaxed and walk slowly while looking at other brands that might interest him.

But this was like losing something very valuable in his life, the anxious look he showed seemed to mean that he was looking for something that could not be replaced with anything in this world.

He was Angga, a man who had just been used to that close to his teacher was riled up when the person he was looking for was not in the place where he had died.

Where's he been

Coming home?????

Where possible?????

the car keys are he's holding.

He may be caught by his own fiancee....

Oh....

What should she do????

His footsteps did not give up at least he had to make sure he was okay if what they did was known by his fiancee.

But wait a minute.

That's...

He caught the shadow of the woman who disappeared from the sight of his eyes, he ran and hugged very tightly.

Amel yes he looks so confused when Angga hugs so tightly that he can not breathe so tightly his embrace given by Angga.

Instead of rejecting Amel even inhaled the scent of Angga's body which is now hugging him, a hug without permission that actually left a deep impression that he will never forget throughout his life.

Although he was actually confused by what happened, Amel thought why Angga suddenly hugged him like this, the possessive embrace he received from the disciple delivered his own warmth that made him float and feel very desired by Angga.

Ah that

Let him hope he will be able to have the young man who is now hugging him. Amel he tried to stretch his arms both of them but Angga he did not want to end the hug he instead tightened his embrace making Amel unable to breathe.

" YOU WANT ME DEAD, HAA "

Angga was aware of his actions that hugged Amel so tightly he took off his arms staring softly at the beautiful netra who always looked at him with a look of hate.

Eh errat not hate Angga but a peeking gaze like looking for something buried there like digging a story neatly stored there.

"Why you?"

"Suddenly come play hug aja where very tight again" he grumbled

"I saw you, brother, but there was no me....." Angga silenced he could not possibly express the fear he felt.

"Who told me to pick a perfume too"

Angga scratched his head he reminded about his words, don't say he forgot Angga just smiled slanted then, as he was in Amel's gaze with an unusual look.

The gaze of looking for his usual mistakes he did to this student as his subjects progressed.

"Wah harum really fits well I thank ya" he said with a happy look after inhaling the perfume and ah it does not need to be explained again.

"Still buy again or want to eat right away"

"eat"

" it's 8 o'clock past " said Angga while pointing at the clock on his phone screen.

"Okay we pay first" without answering Angga followed Amel from behind and after arriving at the cashier they waited their turn to make the transaction

Amel she insisted on paying for the perfume, she felt sad if all the dependents of Angga were paying.

And not Angga name if he wants to give up just like that, let alone two bottles of CH brand perfume that he can not afford if he wants 10 bottles he can buy.

After a debate that was quite a waste of time, it was finally won by Amel. It is no secret that women are the winners of all competitions, but not for the heart

After the payment is complete they exit the mall to the car basecamp. Then where is the Angga motor that they must have come together this afternoon.

Angga seemed to realize his impromptu date even though he was quite disappointed, he said no, if he wants to go to the beach to play with the waves or make sand castles there and he becomes the king and Amel becomes the empress.

Is not his desire to spend time with Amel has been realized even though it is not to the beach then what is the same difference is not it?.

At Basecamp they went inside with Angga sitting behind the wheel and Amel next to him wearing his seat belt.

Angga directed his car to leave the mall to the workshop where he had put his motorbike, a long time ago he finally Angga who saw food vendors on the roadside was offered Amel for dinner before returning to their respective homes.

"What do you want to eat, brother?" ask Angga still with his focus.

"At the restaurant or in the cafe?" ask again

"I want to eat fried rice with martabak?"

"okay"

"Ahead there is a good fried rice sale, we go there huh?" angga

Amel agreed to Angga's invitation to eat at the place he said earlier, apparently Amel was silent about the student's son.

He concluded that Angga was an understanding figure and always asked the opinion of his partner.

Nor does it count in terms of money and being able to eat anywhere. It became its own value that makes Amel so want to continue on the side of Angga.

But it is not necessary to say about what is impossible to avoid. Soon her status is not a single woman but a married woman who makes her become moody instantly.

Angga turned his head towards the side where the woman who became his elder sister did not answer his question.

But look why she looks moody what's wrong until her pretty face turns sad what makes her mood suddenly change.

There was sadness behind his eyes there was a tightness that he was trying to cover there was such a heavy burden that seemed to hold him.

Angga did not want to see the woman sad but what was the cause earlier when he mentioned wanting to eat did he look so enthusiastic but now why??

Angga's memory returned at the time where they had lived the day but he did not find where and what made the lover sad.

In the midst of confusion he finally tried to ask what made him moody, but not the answer he got, instead a question that he himself could not answer.