Marrying a Friend

Endless Of Love's

"You don't work, do you, Fir?" I asked as the man now struggled spoiled to me. Right now his sturdy body is hugging me from behind.

His eyes were directed towards the mirror that reflected our figure. He smiled when our eyes met, then kissed my cheeks once, then buried his face into my neck in a still hugging position.

These past few days had indeed somehow been so spoiled. It can even be said to be very romantic. He even made me gasp and be fascinated with all his behavior. I mean, the stiff guy that's been seen all along in public, apparently very romantic and spoiled when he's both in the room.

"Hey, I asked, dong answered!"

She smiled as I looked in the mirror reflection, but still stuck her face around my neck with a tight hug.

"When, anyway, can you call me sweetheart? Like in your favorite romance movies?" his chirping makes me laugh.

My body is now twisted to face him and his sturdy hand is still tightly coiled which is currently on my hip. Both of my hands were stretched out grasping his face carefully.

"Put up and get ready, honey, you might be late for work,"

"Who said I work?"

"You truant again, Fir?"

He's clucking. "I just want to stay with my wife for a long time. Can't it?"

"Yes, but kan—"

"Why so anxious? I'm the boss!"

"Boss also has to be disciplined dear,"

Firhan just chuckled.

I took off her arms, but this time her body pulled me in before avoiding her, until we fell on the bed. Quickly, he dragged his body and hugged me tightly.

"Battle bath!"

"I'm on a week off!"

My body, which had been wriggling away, immediately stopped hearing his confession. "Cock just said?"

"Intentionally, let's not be fussy and worry about my company,"

I frowned, then left my body in his arms and we were still lying. For a moment, the kiss on my forehead made me smile. I let my hand now stroke her hair and white cheeks.

"Hey, honey, how you crying? What's up?" she asked worriedly when she saw my face and wiped away that tear. The look on his face that had been sad and smiling, now turned sad.

I'm shaking. "Just be happy to have you,"

He smiled and kissed me again. "Thank you for accepting me" is still in a smile. His body hugged me tightly.

"You're the one who's grateful, anyway?"

"Yes, dong, as I know, it's not easy living a new life with past wounds,"

His words made me shut up and let my body get more in his arms.

"Fir—"

"Dear, dong! Call me another name, anyway!"

A smile seemed to me, even though he did not see it because it was still in a hugging position.

"Umm, Honey?"

"Yes?"

"Our son has been to heaven for a long time.... "

He just kept quiet, like he was waiting. I hesitated, continuing for a moment of silence. Then, "You ... don't want to try?"

Hugs off. His body slightly retreated to make room to be able to look at my face. He was silent for a long time with an expression that .. I don't know, I can't describe very well.

Ah, did I make a mistake? I think I hurt him.

"Try what?" His wide smile was now mischievous, but there was a flicker there.

"What the hell?"

He's still smiling. "You trying to make, huh? My dear, whenever your husband is ready!"

Various sentences teasing him say to make me managed to misbehave and facial expressions heated up because of shame. A second later, Firhan then pulled me back into his arms. Smacked a glimpse of my forehead, then occasionally rubbed my hair. I let my face sink into the chest of his fragrant field.

My body was momentarily stunned to hear it. His embrace was now released and looked at my face intently. "Yes, you make me fall in love all the time. You managed to make me need you all the time, not even want to stay away from you. But, as I said at the beginning of our marriage, Nesya, there is no compulsion whatsoever for you. You can go whenever you want!" look at it with shade. Those eyes seemed to be glazed over, as if saying the opposite of Firhan's sentence.

I rubbed her soft cheeks, smiling pervertedly at him with a look that still looked at me. He gasped as a soft kiss momentarily landed on his lips.

"Please, be the father of my children,"

"Ap-Nes, you.... "

I nodded with a smile. "Yes, I love you, Firhan. You made me fall in love, honey,"

The tears are now dripping. That wide smile was now on its back along with his tight embrace.

"I love you so much!" he said it over and over again that still holds me happy. And we laughed together.

I don't know who started it first, but we're currently kissing.

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I squirm in the seat of the car, when the cold air is getting on the skin. My eyes wrinkled, then gnawed and slowly woke up from sleep, when in front of the outside of the car seemed a light that was directly directed to the horde of men who were surrounding a man in a white shirt and made me jerk.

"Firhan?" I was worried that I was still observing in the car.

Yeah, that's my husband. I don't know what's going on out there until he's dealing with six-man delinquents with burly bodies that look terrible. Last I remember, I slept in Firhan's arms while he was driving, when we just got home from watching a movie at the Cinema.

They seem to be arguing and have been rained out there. The heavy sound of rain really made my body convulse and could not hear what they were talking about right now. The clock has shown at ten and a quarter at night, when I glanced at the clock above the car dashboard. Then, a split second later, a person with a sturdy body was now standing before Firhan while looking with a sly smile, and in the next second, a person with a sturdy body was standing before Firhan, the man on Firhan's back immediately lifted a long beam at his feet and brought my husband to his knees.

"NO! STOP THAT!" I screamed with tears that had been shed.

I pushed the car door rough as it opened, ran through the rain and approached my husband.

"STOP, PLEASE!" my shrieked as if it were beating the sound of rain.

The brown-tailed man was currently smiling cunningly at me. "Wow, this is the cause that made my Dian hurt and hurt!"

My eyes widened when I saw the brown-tailed man smiling cunningly and glancing at me. It's Juan! dian's girlfriend, my best friend.

Within seconds of floating one hand into the air, Firhan clasped me tightly and away from me from the punch after punch that made his body shake. I just cried and her body stopped shaking when police sirens sounded. Then the next second, the sound of gunfire once and followed with an overlapping voice reigned. What made me believe that he was still alive was that he was still holding me tightly.

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His weak body was now lying in front of me. She has been through a critical period—koma for a week and now even smiles seductively at me. The doctor said his leg was broken by a hard object. His back cracked and the blood vessels in his neck nearly broke. Other injuries on his body other than his battered face were, his forehead and elbows on bandages due to injuries, as well as stomach due to knife stabbing.

"Here you go, don't cry anymore. I'm fine, honey, really." she asked as she couldn't bear to see me crying earlier. My eyes are so swollen and red.

"If you're still crying again, the doctor may accuse me that I hit you for not wanting to kiss me again!"

I chuckled in tears and immediately punched her arm slowly and reflexively she pretended to be in pain, Her smile so visibly then pulled me into her arms, then rubbed my hair. I could see it, clearly she was trying to endure the pain while laughing. Maybe it was the effect of his wound.

"Here you go, don't joke around. Rest." Ocehku when the hug comes off.

"May I ask you something? For the last time?" Firhan's view was serious.

My smile instantly flashed in a teary-eyed look. "Anything! Whenever it is, honey,"

He smiled warmly as his eyes could not be seen for a moment. Then, "Take me to Daniel's room. And I want to ask you one thing. Promise in Daniel's ear, in front of me, that after he passes his critical time and recovers, you will marry him,"

Not yet I answered and just opened my mouth, he interrupted again. "I beg you, Nesya. This is my last wish, for the last time, dear?" Firhan's hand squeezed my hand and shook his head as he stared at me which instantly made these tears flow.

It feels painful and tight, God.

My body felt on the spear of a thousand daggers with its slices. It was so painful, even more than the pain that had been thrown at ease in my life. For the first time, I found myself completely helpless. Truly, helplessly and hollowly with a heart that is now screaming tragically full of sorrow.

After asking the nurse for help, we took Firhan to the room where Daniel was still in a coma. My feet were so heavy, soulless as if they were constrained to a toned heavy object coiling at my ankles.

My gaze felt hollow, but this pain and stabbing was getting torn apart and screaming in my mind. I even felt my voice disappear somewhere, in a sore throat that was so biting and suffocating. Such a difficult choice, but a request of the man I love so much. Even if given a choice, stay with a million bombs strapped to your body or go and say those hurtful words for her sake,

to be honest, I prefer the first option. I felt like I was in the middle of a deep abyss surrounded by blazing fire. Just not far from there, I saw and felt my body die with a sliver, along with tears that seemed to flow in the nerves like hot lead. And in the next second, when this foot felt so hot stepping inside, I found myself that right, I loved her so much.

Daniel's body seemed still helpless with hoses and tools in his body and mouth. The doctor said he was being sought a liver transplant in order to help and escape his critical period.

My tears did not stop flowing, and when I was in front of the man who had been my ex-lover who was still unconscious, Firhan witnessed, I whispered in Daniel's ear that made my husband look away. And what was even more painful was, when I caught a glimpse of my Firhan shedding tears.

I love you, Firhan, I love you so much!

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