Married To An Ex

Stay together

Veny's job is over. The woman who had the status of secretary came out. Now in the room lived Rifky and Nabila. They're still very awkward. As if it was just the first time to get acquainted and approach. 

Silent 

The two struggle with each other's brains. Rifky digested every suggestion from Veny. Occasionally glanced at the wife who looked smiling with her phone. 

Give gifts. Take it to a romantic place. Dinner, chant words of love, poetry, or something else. What is important is to make a woman's heart touched. 

All of the advice is absolutely true. Rifky should have done that from the start. But unfortunately, their meeting was based on a deep hatred. Creating relationships that are far from harmonious. 

Why Rifky doesn't talk. Is he mad at me? Nabila's heart began to be troubled every time he remembered Rifky's complaint against Veny earlier. 

If he really loved me, he should have tried, not given up like this. Get upset and choose to play the game. 

Cuek will probably make his heart more calm and not too hopeful, afraid Rifky just messing around the decision to choose him. 

''Again what?'' The heavy voice greeted Nabila surprise. Not knowing when Rifky arrived, suddenly the man was standing next to him. 

''Come home yuk!'' take Rifky before Nabila answers his first question. 

Without saying anything, Nabila picked up her bag on the table. However, before being slung on Rifky's shoulder immediately snatched. ''Let me take it, '' he said. 

Being together for a full day is not enough to make their relationship closer, even tend to be flat with the attitude of Nabila more silent. I don't know what the woman was thinking, making Rifky wonder. 

''Where are you going?'' tanya Rifky disperse the daydreams of Nabila. 

''As far as you go, I'm coming, '' replied Nabila resignedly. Following his heart would be better, so said his mother and now he is trying to practice. 

After getting that straightforward answer, Rifky spurred his car at high speed with a smile. Finally he had a chance to be alone with his wife. Maybe it's time to reveal his true heart. 

''Just calm down, I won't let you down again.'' 

The car stopped in front of a luxury apartment in the downtown area. It was the first time Nabila had come to that place. Of course, it makes him a little nervous and nervous. Moreover, Rifky's attitude is very gentle and different. 

''Are you sure mom and dad won't get angry?''

Nabila came down and approached Rifky who seemed to be on the phone.

''I'll talk to them, just calm down.'' Embrace Nabila's little shoulder and herd her in. Talk seriously with someone who is at the end of his or her life. If heard it seems like they are also discussing work. 

''This is the code.'' Rifky Gave a card to Nabila. Then walk towards the hall a little bit away. Leaving the wife who started to press the button while looking at the number carefully. 

Door opened. Nabila went in without waiting for Rifky. Spread his sight. Accommodates a very luxurious and elegant room. Everything in that place was very luxurious and classy. His feet were swinging slowly. Approaching the photo of the bride and groom installed in the living room. 

''Since when did he care about this photo?'' she nodded with a cynical smile. 

''Why, less big?" Rifky locked the door. 

Again the man surprised Nabila to stroke the chest. ''I can print it again, ''' he added. 

''No, no, just surprised. When did you print this photo?'' tanya Nabila was curious. 

''This is our room.'' Open one of the doors of the room, then invite Nabila in. 

Not much different from the front room, the room also looks spacious and beautiful and equipped with expensive items. Large beds and adequate facilities, comfortable and pampering the eyes. 

''You likey? If not, tell me.'' 

''Like it, '' between Nabila quickly. He did not want to trouble Rifky for the umpteenth time. 

''Can I sleep in this room?'' rifky asked in a very slow voice, but Nabila could still be heard clearly. 

Nabila's heart was racing faster, of course he was still very scared and nervous. In fact, once a room like this, but now it feels very different. 

''Bo-can,'' he answered doubtfully trying to be expelled from the recesses of his heart. 

A smile expands at the corner of Rifky's lips. Nabila's answer was like a light on and gave her a chance to prove her love. 

Five hours passed since Nabila and Rifky came to the apartment

They go through every second of their time together with things related to housewives' duties, cooking and serving meals. Occasionally joking melts the atmosphere that is still very stiff. Watching tv. Playing a romantic movie that makes both baper. 

''Not sleepy?'' Rifky grabbed Nabila's head and leaned on her shoulder.

''Not yet.'' Put the snack back in his mouth, as much as possible he survived and hoped Rifky would fall asleep first. That way, he did not have to painstakingly avoid facing the first night that he thought was very terrible.

''We're going to yuk's room! It's night.'' Rifky looked at the clock that was coiling in his hand. It was nine o'clock and it was time for them to rest. 

''But I'm not sleepy yet, you go first.'' Nabila. In fact, his eyes were also very heavy but were reluctant to enter the room together with Rifky. 

''Don't want to, I want to be with you.'' Rifky sipped his coffee until it ran aground. Focus with glass screen. His hand continued to rub the arm of the iatri and invite him to talk. 

I've sinned a lot for delaying Rifky's wishes. This time I should be able to. 

After his heart and mind fused, Nabila raised his head and sat up straight. Tidying up her slightly disheveled hair. Looking towards Rifky who already looks cute. 

Move her seat closer. Her creeping hand touched Rifky's hand and then climbed into her arm and stopped at her husband's neck. Unbutton the top and then switch the bottom. 

Of course Rifky knows what code it is, but he pretends to be stupid and innocent. Letting Nabila treat him as she pleases. His eyes closed enjoying the gentle touch of the woman. 

''I know you want it so much, '' whispered Nabila in her husband's ear. 

''Are you ready?" Rifky asked a question. Making sure the wife is really ready to be born to serve her. 

Nabila nodded without a sound. Subduing her face hid her already blushing cheeks. 

Without warning, Rifky fused his lips with Aunt Nabila. Devouring greedy chewy objects that always tease him all the time. Not only there, his hands began to creep in search of something that fascinated him. 

In the middle of the action is so melancholy, suddenly Rifky's phone rings.