Marriage Line Husband

Part 9: Approach

...Sometimes the hardest thing is to let go of the ones that are gone. It took quite a long time to recite someone who carved so many wonderful memories. ...

Liza rubbed her tears that slid freely. His right hand rubbed a picture of Danu.

"Liza was afraid she couldn't survive this household, mas..." The woman rubbed the rough corners of her eyes.

"Liza doesn't know the man, but I really believe she can be happy, Liza. While happy Liza is with mas Danu."

Liza closed her eyes, feeling warm tears streaming down her face. The woman was unaware of Fariz's whereabouts who had been watching him for a few minutes. The eyes of the man fell on the wedding photo of Liza and Danu.

Fariz took a deep breath and knocked on the door of the room that was not tightly closed. Liza who heard the sound of knocking on the door immediately wiped her tears and hid a photo of Danu under the pillow.

"Not sleeping, Liz?" said Fariz stepping into the room.

Liza just kept quiet and confirmed the position of her pillow. Fariz sighed softly, He sat himself beside Liza.

"You love your first husband so much?" Suddenly Fariz asked that, making the woman's forehead wrinkle.

"Very.." replied Liza without looking at her husband.

Fariz thins his lips.

"Don't love her too much, now you have a new husband. Which you also have to love" Fariz chuckled as if joking.

One eyebrow Liza was interested in." Loving is not as easy as turning your palm. And forgetting someone you love is not easy either."

Fariz's smile instantly vanished." I'm not asking you to love straight away, Mas. But, slowly you present that feeling. Because marriage without love in it will have a bad impact on the continuation of our marriage later."

Liza lowered her head with an unbecoming feeling.

"Don't keep glued to someone in your past. It will keep you expecting someone who doesn't exist in this world right now" Fariz said.

Liza looked at her hands in hand by Fariz who was now looking gently at her. He gasped as the man wiped the corner of his eyes wet with tears.

"Learning to open the heart. Because it is the duty of the wife to love the husband not only obey his orders."

Liza fell silent. Fariz smiled.

The man got up and stepped towards the wardrobe. Prepare the clothes that he will wear tomorrow. He asked Liza for help.

"Sleep, Liza," said Fariz, looking back at his wife who was caught watching him." Want to help you get to bed, hmm?" Fariz looked at Liza with his perverted look making the woman widen her eyes.

Liza immediately laid her body on the bed. Afraid that the man would actually ask for his rights, even though it was his duty as a wife. But he's not ready at the moment.

Liza let the hijab to the chest remain a pair on her head, She was still ashamed to show it to Fariz.

"Please, don't hug me like this. I'm not comfortable." Liza put away Fariz's hand wrapped around her stomach.

Without saying anything Fariz immediately let go of his embrace. Liza shifted her body until she was at the end of the bed. Fariz looked at the wife's back while sighing deeply.

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"You be careful at home, if there's anything straight on the phone." Without warning Fariz pulled Liza's waist and kissed the woman's forehead.

While Liza's body immediately stiffened when the chewy and moist object stuck perfectly on her forehead.

"New forehead, not yet lips." said Fariz chuckling at the wife's tense face.

Liza turned her face with cheeks that met.

"Want to drop something, hmm?" ask Fariz who's been riding his beat motorbike.

"No," he replied flatly.

"Yes, I'm leaving first." Fariz extended his hand which Liza immediately greeted.

The man's stomach was tickling as the tiny lips stuck to the surface of the back of his hand.

Now, Fariz's motorbike has walked away. Liza stared at the loss of her husband. The woman's forehead frowned when she accidentally saw two women staring at her.

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"Hey, Bro!" Ari immediately embraces Fariz who just arrived in his study."Almost a week or so you're not at work."

"I have family business. The important thing is that I don't take too long to take time off" Fariz replied.

He put his bag on the desk. Fariz's pitch-black netra immediately sat down with Jessica who had been sitting in her chair for quite some time. Both work in the same division and one room.

Jessica looked at her ex-boyfriend with eyes full of sadness. Fariz turned his face, looking the other way.

"You got a problem with Jessica?" whispered Ari who felt a different atmosphere between Fariz and Jessica.

"We've broken up. And don't mention the woman's name anymore."