Me, Dama & Rania

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"Aw..mas" my hand immediately pulled Dama into the house, threw me into the living room sofa.

"Mas..what's up?" again, Dama did not answer.

"Mklnpphh..." Dama immediately grabbed my lips violently. I hit his chest hard, dama unmoved. Continue to*******my lips.

"hah hah" my breath snorted, quickly taking in a lot of air.

"Masss..what are you doing?" i'm yelling. Closing the ****** by crossing both hands.

"Mas, I beg you not to be like this. Is it my fault?" I cried sobbing. Dama still didn't answer me.

"I beg you, don't be like this. I beg you"

"Ahh.mas. to-long.eugh.stop"

"I told you how many times? I don't like you with other men. You're my wife Andini, sober up!!" Dama said firmly right in front of my face.

"Sorry to you"

I resigned, as if all my bones were crushed. Dama leaned her body against the sofa regulating the breath.

Dama came and hugged me.

"I'm sorry." That's all that said from Dama's lips. I was silent not to return his embrace or answer his apology.

Dama carried me bridal style upstairs, to my room. I drowned my face in Dama's chest. He laid my body on the bed, took me in his arms and pulled the blanket and we slept.

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The dawn of the Adhan woke me up. I opened my eyes slowly and repeatedly. God, my body is crumbling. Seeing Dama still close his eyes with his hands holding me. I got up slowly wrapped the blanket around my body towards the bathroom door. Clean yourself and then take the water. When I finished, I woke up the dama.

"Mas.." I moved the movement of the body of Dama.

"Hemm" Dama still closed his eyes.

"Wake up, take a shower and keep praying at dawn" I still kept waking him up.

"Yes dear" Dama got up and sat down.

"Have you taken a shower?" i'm nodding.

"Okay, I take a shower first. We congregate" Dama walked to the bathroom.

After the dawn prayer, Dama immediately turned his body still by sitting cross-legged. Staring at me and then dipping my forehead inside.

"I'm sorry..would you like to forgive me?" the soft voice of Dama in my ears. I'm nodding. However I was wrong, I should not be with another man who is not a muhrim.

"I'm sorry I'm wrong, too" I hugged Dama still with the face I was wearing.

"Don't repeat" his voice was still soft. Very soothing. Wanted to linger long like this.

"Yes mas.mas why did you come home last night? it should be in the apartment, right?" I asked because I was curious.

"You didn't pick up the phone and reply to my message. I'm worried"

"Sorry, my phone is silent mode. Rania MBA?" aska I want to know.

"I've permission"

"Is Rania not angry?" I'm afraid I hurt Rania. She is also the wife of Dama.

"No"

"You want morning walk?" Dama. We immediately changed clothes and prepared to go out the morning road around the complex.

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Morning walk for the first time with my husband Dama. I was surprised when Dama linked his fingers tightly.

"Today there's a lecture?" Dama asked me.

"Yes, 10 o'clock" I replied.

"Okay, I'll take you?" Dama.

"But I have to go to the office"

"I'm off" Dama stared forward, holding my hand tightly while continuing to walk leisurely.

"Kok another holiday? is there no work? kasian mba Rania, she must be a hassle" I turned my eyes towards Dama.

"No, I told Kemal to help Rania. I want to focus on you first" Dama pulled her grip and then kissed the back of my hand.

"What am I really why? why should you focus on me?" I'm rattled.

"Pampered manor with my wife on this one" Dama pinched my right cheek.

"ih.sick mas" I rubbed my right cheek.

"I also don't want to be too busy working and there's no time for you. I'll be scooped up again" I pulled the tip of my lips up, smiling little. Feeling happy because Dama gave her attention to me.

"But mba Rania how is mas? he must be disappointed if you are more often with me" I looked down, I was sad because I was the one who came between them.

"I'll try to be fair" Dama looked back to the front. I know this must be very difficult.

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After the morning walk with Dama. I am currently in the kitchen. Make breakfast for both of us. Just being at home alone makes me happy. Feel the household life as it should.

"Create fried rice. Want to be spicy?" askaku while slicing complementary materials.

"Byeah, cup" Dama kissed my cheek at a glance.

"Mas, I'm cooking" Dama****** my neck.

"Keep the cooking, don't care about me" Dama continued to launch the action.

"Masss...I'm cooking. please, I'll finish first, okay?" I turned to face Dama and I pushed to sit on the dining table chair.

"Huh.alright" Dama relented and sat sweetly waiting for me to finish cooking.

"Then it'll be sweet" I smiled and pinched Mama's cheek gently. Dama replied with a smile. Really sweet.

10 Minutes and the beef egg fried rice is ready on the table. Me and Dama started our breakfast together, just by ourselves. Sitting next to him, occasionally staring at his face that was eating my cooking voraciously. Real happy. If Dama were only mine, in fact Rania who had it first, I should know my position.

"Good fried rice, is it good?" I asked him with both hands propping up his chin, while waiting for the answer to what he was going to say.

"Dear boy.You why put on such a face? cute once" Dama randomized my hair that I tied up originally.

"Mas, my hair is a mess" I thumped my lips.

"Sorry sorry..." Dama tidied my hair, looked at me and lifted me up to walk into the living room.

"Mas dong down!"

"Wouldn't want to, wle" Dama sat down and I was on her lap. Putting both of my hands in a spoiled tangle on his nape. I rubbed his hair that is not long, mohawk hair. We both looked at each other and smiled.

"You handsome mas" now I rub his smooth jaw without feathers. Because Dama is a neat and risky type.

"Times??" Dama tightened her embrace on my waist. I nodded, because he was handsome. My face turned red because we were so close.

"Why are your cheeks red?" tanya Dama pinched my cheek gently. I covered my face with both hands. Embarrassed.

"Why embarrassed?" Dama opened my hands and cupped my face and kissed me inside.

"Astaghfirullah" the voice startled us, I came straight down from the lap of Dama, standing looking at the woman.

"Sorry, I knocked on the door but there was no answer. So I went straight in" the woman's name was Susan, Dama's domestic assistant who came home two weeks ago. Susan knows that Dama married betel with Rania. Now he must be asking who I am.

"I also forgot that today Bik Susan is coming"

"Mmm.bk. This is my wife Andini" Dama stood up and embraced me.

"Wife?" susan was surprised.

"Andini and I betrothed father and mother bik. One week ago we got married" Dama explained.

"Non Rania?" bik Susan asked back.

"She is also still my wife. Rania is now in the apartment. You know that my mom and dad don't agree with me with Rania, so we're still keeping it a secret" Susan turned to look at me. Maybe he was also thinking why his master was casually talking about Rania in front of me.

"Andini also already know the bik about Rania" as if Dama knows what is on the mind bik Susan. Bik Susan just nodded.

"If so, excuse me to the back of the den" Susan bik said goodbye to her room, put her stuff.

"yes bik"

"Mas, why don't you tell me there's art?" I asked as we walked up the stairs to the top floor.

"You didn't ask" Dama replied casually.

"Pantes aja, this big house why there is no art. Turned out to be home. I thought, I should clean up myself" I patted my forehead.

"Hahaha.where might I tell you to clean clean. You're my wife" Dama laughed and opened my door.

"Why go to my room? I'm going to take a shower, I'm going to college" I'm stopping Dama from getting into my room.

"Why indeed? this is my house, all my places"

Ahh..bener also his talk. murmured me while scratching over the head that does not itch.

"Why silence?" Dama lowered her face closer to mine.

"Ma-u what mas?" I stammered when his face was very close.

"You take a bath together" Dama rolled her eyes flirtatious.

"Wouldn't want to, I'll be dama seduced. I could be late for college" I shook my head.

"Again, just a moment. I promise" Dama put on a clear face.

"Don't want to ah mas" I turned my back to walk towards the closet, grabbing the clothes I was about to wear.

"Refuse your sinful husband dear" Dama hugged me from behind as I picked up clothes.

"But last night, I had to go to college. I'll be late" I'm trying to let go of Dama's embrace.

"Don't go in" Dama immediately carried me to the bathroom.

Seriate...

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Author : Sorry yes up a little long 🙏 hope you like the story between Andini, Dama and Rania. Thanks