Married Bad Boy

Part 79's

"You're Yuna."

Widya did not blink her eyes at all. she was stunned, looking at Azri and Lia's faces alternately.

What does all this mean? Why did Azri call Lia Yuna? Azri couldn't possibly mispronounce the name unless she really recognized him. Could it be that Lia's face was similar to Yuna's? Or maybe she is Yuna?

Jeez, Yuna died in an accident at sea! Widya scolded herself for thinking the impossible. All those questions made him dizzy.

Lia frowned at Azri's intense gaze. The man looked at her as if Lia was a place where he could find answers from his curiosity.

"Sorry, I'm Lia Fernandez. I'm not Yuna."

Damn, she's a different girl! inner Azri shouted and that very second he blinked consciously.

For a moment Azri was stunned, something shifted in his heart knowing that the dead Yuna appeared before him like a dream. Apparently, it was just his delusion.he chuckled lightly at his own stupidity. Where anyone who had died could come back to life, appeared before him and said 'hi.'

"Of course, you're Lia. Greetings. I'm Azri El Pradipta."

They shook hands and Azri invited Lia to sit down. Dinner begins when the first meal is served on the table. They chatted warmly like old friends.

Even so Azri could not help but pay attention to Lia. I don't know what he's looking for, but he's still curious. Where there are two people who are really similar in this world unless they are twins. Could it be that she really is Yuna?

You idiot! Azri cursed inwardly. He quickly brushed off his bouncing thoughts and refocused on the food on his partially depleted plate.

"Dad likes you a lot" Lia said after the appetizer was over and now goes into the main course.

Azri laughed after he was stunned to notice Lia's every move.

"He's a great man, you're so lucky to have a father like him."

"really?" Lia laughed, "you know, my father would love to match you with me. But it seems like he forgot that you're married." Lia glanced cynically through her tail at the girl beside Azri who had not made a sound since.

Widya was silent like an autistic child, playing her fork with no taste. He acted like he wasn't there.

In his heart Lia grinned. She doesn't really love her husband. If Widya loves Azri, she may let her husband constantly stare at other women. Lia really wanted to laugh contentedly until the stomach ache.

Widya Lovarza is a stupid girl, that's a fact. If he meets Marleen later he'll curse the girl. Azri is not a stupid man who will fall in love with a materialistic and stupid girl like Widya Lovarza. That's not true at all. The proof, from the beginning until now Azri ignored the girl.

Azri did not realize that since then he had forgotten Widya. His wife sat in his place without saying anything. However, if Azri saw her face, she could definitely feel how sad Widya was at the moment.

Widya wants to ask a lot of questions. But he doesn't know how to start. She was afraid to see Azri. la's reaction not to see a single line of sadness on her husband's face because of Yuna's memories.

Once again Widya looked at Lia with mixed feelings. If indeed they had similar faces, she understood why Yuna was so imprinted in her husband's heart. Who would forget a girl with such a beautiful look? Lia is a beautiful and graceful girl. Coupled with the fact that the beautiful girl is Azri's real future wife.

Maybe if she really became Azri's wife, Lia could be better than her.

Unwittingly anyone Widya rubbed her stomach with poke. He apologized to his son that he could not tell his whereabouts to his Azri-father. Because Azri has now been lured to Lia. He could guess it from the way Azri looked at Lia.

In that instant he realized his time with Azri would not be long. He must leave Azri's life.

Widya smiled bitterly. Good, that way he does not have to try hard to make Azri hooked on Lia.

***

"Expressing your anxiety on alcohol is not a wise act, Mr. Pradipta."

Azri flinched consciously from her daydream.la turned her head on Widya who was standing in the doorway in a green nightgown. Widya smiled lightly then sat down beside him. Before long his body was circled by Widya's warm hands. The girl hugged him from the side.

"Why are you nervous? Since meeting with my friend you often daydream. Are you worried because my friend is too pretty and you think you should just leave me and move on to love her?" Widya tried to joke, but the words that came out were precisely the words that strangled her own throat.

Miraculously, Azri laughs at his unsavory jokes. He turned his head to kiss Widya briefly. A soft kiss that made Widya like she was dropped from the sky and landed on top of a pile of clouds. His cheeks became as red as tomatoes.

"Why do I feel like you want to match me to another girl?"

Azri pinched her cheeks in a fit of anxiety, not realizing at all that her words had hit Widya's deepest heart. The girl smiled wryly as Azri pulled her up to sit on the man's lap.

"Then what makes you look?"

Widya was not sure she was ready to hear the answer. However, he did not want to continue wondering, unable to sleep because he kept thinking about the problems between himself, Mahendra, Azri, and Lia.

Azri looked at him with blank eyes that made Azri pity at once sick. He let out a heavy breath before answering in a lethargic tone.

"I'll tell you something, but you have to promise me you won't get mad."

"What?" ask Widya was-was. He has a vigilant attitude. Azri's current expression scared her a little. What would Azri say?

"Lia, she really looks like Yuna."

Here it is, inner Widya. His heart was like squeezed because in the end heard the confession from the mouth of Azri directly. la had thought since Azri called Lia by the name of Yuna. The man couldn't have mispronounced. Azri called Lia by the name of Yuna because in her eyes Lia was Yuna. Their faces are similar.

However, the thing that made Widya feel even more pain was when she realized the sadness on Azri's face. Like an old wound that re-bleeds blood. Azri looked so miserable and Widya felt pain looking at him. He wanted to remove it, but did not know what words could keep Azri entertained. For now, even smiling can't.

"Truly," she said slowly. Widya tries to attract Azri's attention by stroking her face. However, Azri continued to stare blankly ahead, his body was indeed here, hugging him, but his mind was clearly drifting.

Widya could not stand it anymore, she tried to get down from Azri's lap and her movements were able to resuscitate Azri's daydreams. The man blinked realizing that Widya had gone out of her lap.

Widya was now standing within two meters of him. Staring at him with an unreadable look. Widya turned her face when Azri looked at her straight.

"It seems you should calm down. Maybe a glass or two of alcohol can make your mind fresh. I want to sleep." Widya stepped quickly, she did not want to continue to be in the same place as Azri where the man was busy contemplating other women.

"Darling!" Azri yelled to call out to him, but Widya paid him no heed.

Widya opened the door to her room and quickly climbed into the bed. Lying there with eyes that began to glaze over.

I should have known myself. I can't be selfish, angry or jealous. Dad's orders are clear, you have to make Azri fall in love with Lia and now you don't have to do anything because Azri seems to have fallen in love with Lia.

Widya continued to console herself between her flowing tears. He sobbed in silence, in the middle of the room without the slightest lighting.

Who would have thought that Lia would be similar to Yuna. Azri still loves Yuna. Until now maybe the feeling is still there, stored deep in the heart of Azri, in a place that is not reached by him. It won't be hard for Azri to fall back in love with Lia.

Does Mahendra know about this? Or had he planned it from the beginning?

Widya's throat was blocked considering that she was not destined for Azri. Now, he regretted why he had foolishly accepted his superior's proposal.

If at that time he did not agree, maybe now he does not need to feel pain to want to die.

Widya blinked feeling the bed move and a pair of hands wrapped around her waist. He quickly wiped away his tears as a warm breath blew at his nape.

"You crying?"

Azri whispered behind him. Miraculously, every time he was near Azri, his heart pounded violently and his feelings of sadness suddenly evaporated. Azri could always overturn her feelings as easily as turning the palm of the hand. She was sad, sick, and angry a moment ago, but now, as soon as Azri was beside her she felt relieved, and it was as if the whole world was already hers.

Now Widya realized why she could not tell Azri about the agreement. Because of this security. Being with Azri was the safest place for him.

"No."

"Then you're angry because I brought up Yuna?"

Deg.

Widya gulped her saliva along with her entire frozen body. Azri could even feel the stiffness of his body.

"I'm sorry." Azri let out a regretful sigh while tightening her embrace. He poked his nose at Widya's nape. "I didn't mean to make you angry, really. This has nothing to do with how I feel about Yuna or Lia. I just feel--"

Azri fell silent again, unable to say that he felt careless when he saw someone who was very similar to Yuna.

"Darling." this time Azri pleaded because Widya did not open her mouth.

"I wouldn't be angry if you didn't show a sad face every time I remembered Yuna."

Widya turned her body towards Azri. Although his face was less visible due to the lack of lighting, he knew Azri was staring at him.

"I never like to see you grim because of the unpleasant past. You should be happy. So stop being sad every time you think about Yuna, no matter if you still love her or not." Although it hurts, but Widya still wants Azri happy.

Azri widened his eyes. "You're wrong!" the rebuttal was quick, he did not like hearing Widya's last sentence. "I love you. Little is left in my heart love for Yuna or any other woman." Azri hugged him possessively. I don't know why he suddenly felt scared. Scared Widya would leave him.

Widya was not happy to hear Azri's statement. If indeed you love me, why do you seem to be struck when you see Lia who is similar to Yuna? How do I not think you still love Yuna? Or maybe now you are already in love with Lia who is similar to Yuna?

"You were surprised when you saw Lia and you called her Yuna. Lia is very beautiful, then Yuna is certainly just as beautiful. They are not comparable to me. I'm not surprised if you fall in love with Lia because you used to love Yuna so much. I don't mind if you like it. Maybe that way you can continue your love story with Yuna who was cut off by death-"

"Lovarza Widya!!"

The shrill voice of Azri that echoed throughout the room made Widya stop talking. Angrily Azri let go of her embrace and then turned on the table lamp so that the atmosphere was no longer dark. He looked at the dumbfounded Widya with a dislike look.

"Why do you keep comparing yourself to Yuna? How many times do I have to say I love you and Yuna is just the past?! You better stop all this nonsense. What's wrong with you anyway? I feel like you've been weird ever since you got home from that Old Man's house!"

Suddenly Widya's face paled.

"Why did you bring your father? we're talking about Lia and Yuna." Widya deliberately diverted the conversation. At this time he did not want to discuss the matter with his Father-in-law.

"Fuck the two of them!"

Widya was flabbergasted to hear Azri snap at her.

Azri realized he had gotten out of control because his eyes widened. He groaned and ruffled his own hair.

"I don't want us to fight because of that Old Man or that dead girl."

Azri slammed her own body into the bed and closed her eyes. He wants to sleep. After being shocked to think someone had come back to life, Azri could barely think clearly. He hopes that with sleep his mind returns to normal and he can invite Widya to talk well.

"You didn't sleep in your room? This is my room, my bed," Widya said making Azri open her eyes again. Sizzling with annoyance he pulled the blanket to cover his body.

"There are husbands and wives sleeping in separate beds" he grumbled. It was the last sentence Widya heard before Azri fell asleep.

Widya looked at her husband's back with an erratic feeling. He looked down at his own stomach.

I want to tell you many things, he murmured inwardly. About the covenant about this baby, and the matchmaking. However, Widya did not want to make Azri angry or disappointed. Azri should be happy.

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