My Beloved's Choice Woman

You, My Husband

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"Grandfather ...." Veron hugged Hanif who happened to be in the lounge. He and Zello just arrived at Hanif's residence. A happy look was drawn on Veron's face, making Hanif laugh amusedly.

"Say what's wrong?" ask Hanif. Veron who was still in Hanif's arms shook his head.

"It's okay, Grandma. Lilie's just happy again."

Hanif's gaze turned to Zello who was standing not far from them. Zello's own lips poked thinly which made Hanif feel astonished as well.

"What's Zello?" ask Hanif.

"No idea, Cake. He likes weird." Zello said as he approached.

"Basic." Cebik Veron's.

"Try saying! Is this because Zello's coming home?"

"Mm. There are, '" said Veron.

Hanif shook his head hearing Veron's words.

"How's it going, Cake?" ask Zello. His hand while slowly pulling Veron's body which is still attached to Hanif's body.

"Later Grandpa can be crowded," added Zello.

"Grandfather doesn't complain." Gerrutu Veron.

"Already, Lilie accompanied Zello to rest there. Zello must be tired," said Hanif.

"Leave it, Cake. Usually not." either."

"Thank you, Cake. By his understanding." Zello led Veron straight to the stairs.

Hanif smiled watching them, already convinced they were starting to get close.

Once they were in Zello's room, he closed the door and hugged Veron tightly.

In the square room they hugged each other, Veron no less tightly hugged Zello. Those without distance put their lips back together, enjoying the sweetness of their expressions of love.

Zello removed the corner of Veron's lips that were wet from her actions.

"So grandfather's face was very funny" said Veron.

Zello chuckled small. "Leave it."

"Yes I know."

Zello and Veron had agreed not to tell Hanif that they were living there from now on. They deliberately want Hanif to realize by himself, according to Veron and Zello it will seem sweeter and a real surprise.

"I want to take a shower" Zello said.

"Continue?" Veron's face was red.

"Do you really not know what I mean? Hm?"

"Yes, but it's free." Veron pinched Zello's nose. "There shower!"

"Tell me later," Zello ruffled Veron's hair and passed to the bathroom.

Veron smiled stiffly at Zello's back. Feeling guilty for not being able to fulfill his obligations.

In the midst of a rundown Veron headed for his bed. Sitting leaning against the bed rest with his hands folded in his lap. Veron is totally dizzy. She should be happy, because Zello really loves her.

'What I did. Zello returned my love, I should have been happy. But I wasted it instead. I must immediately muster up the courage to talk to Zello. I don't want to be haunted by guilt.'

A message notice blew Veron away. Read that message. From Rossa.

[Your happiness is not long, you are also aware of it. Mirroring]

Veron swallowed his saliva after reading the message. Even he shook a little.

'It's true Rossa said. If I had been honest with Zello. Not necessarily she's willing to accept my past.' Inner Veron.

Veron put her original phone, not intending to reply to Rossa's message at all.

The sound of the bathroom door opening averted Veron's eyes. Zello who had just finished taking a bath came straight for Veron. Using only a towel wrapped around his waist and with his hair still wet.

The distance that further eroded them, making Veron immediately turn his face away. There was a small ruckus from Zello seeing Veron's red face. And immediately Zello sat down next to Veron.

"Zello. The bed will be wet" Veron lamented.

"Who are you talking to?"

"With people." Sahut Veron flat.

"Who?"

"With my Husband," Veron said softly and looked at Zello at a glance with a faint smile.

Hearing Veron's words quickly Zello hugged him. While Veron immediately wriggled with tears because of Zello's wet hair that hit the skin of his neck.

"My husband, your hair is wet. My clothes are wet too."

Instead of removing Zello even more tightened his embrace.

A warm feeling that spread in Veron's heart. In fact, not only Veron, but Zello himself felt the same way. It felt very comfortable to hug his wife.

The sound of a message notification on Veron's phone not far from them managed to make them release each other. How not, the message was clearly read by the two of them. A message from Rossa.

[Basic whore]

The contents of the message succeeded in making Zello furious. Soon Zello opened Veron's phone.

"Zello" said Veron, who immediately took over his phone. "Leave it. Naturally Rossa was angry. No need to reply," added Veron.

Veron quickly deleted the message, not from Rossa. From Dave a while ago. Only then did Veron switch to Rossa's message. Reading the message from Rossa herself could only sigh harshly.

"Block it!" zello.

Veron hesitates a little to block Rossa's contact. Because it will certainly make Rossa more furious against him. And will get himself cornered. But Veron had no other choice, so Zello, unsuspecting her, ended up blocking Rossa's contact.

"Just calm. Everything's gonna be fine. You're innocent, my wife." Zello flirts back at Veron.

"Yes" said Veron with a reddened face. He got himself out of bed.

"Where are you going?" ask Zello.

"Your hair is wet, I'll help dry it out." Veron immediately brought the dryer in his hand to Zello's seat which was still the henchman in the bed.

Veron's hand gently held Zello's head while his other hand directed the dryer.

Zello's lips didn't stop commenting on the smile that got his wife's attention.

"Lilie, honey. Emm, what should I call you now?" ask Zello. Her eyes are full of temptation.

"Mm, what's so good?"

"My wife dear."

"All right, my dear husband."

Veron and Zello chuckled along with their little chatter.

"I'm asking again, can I?" ask Zello.

"Ask what? Why use permission first."

"Since when have you been interested in me, in love with me?"

Zello's question led Veron to stop his activities. Trying to remember when he liked Zello.

"Mm, when is it. I also forgot. But, every time you treat me gently I feel happy and ....." Veron stopped his sentence. His face was flushed with embarrassment, but he had not said it.

"What, continue?"

"And always want again and again." Veron said slowly.

"Communication means?"

Uh, "Yes that's how it is."

"But you always deny it."

"Yes, because I'm afraid to wish I had something that wasn't mine."

Zello smiled, looking inside the woman in front of him.

"Zello, since when do you love me?" ask Veron back.

"Since you were my wife, that's when I loved you."

"Lying, how can it be so fast."

"You who thought it was still a marriage on a contract of course it was impossible. But for me, marriage was official from the beginning, how could I not love you. You were there when I found out the bitter facts about Rossa. You're like medicine to me."

Zello pulled Veron's waist down and managed to sit on his lap. Veron felt his heart thump. The gaze within Zello seemed to drag itself into her warm eyes and instantly made her drift away in that instant.

Veron was completely filled with the situation. And get carried away with the atmosphere. Especially with the words of Zello who turned out to have similarities with him. Defining marriage.

"Zello."

"Hm."

"Me, covet the marriage. From the very beginning, I've accepted you to be my husband."

"What?" Zello said dumbfounded. From the beginning of the conversation Veron managed to make his heart flowery. But Zello did not expect to get a big surprise from his wife's confession, which now makes Zello even more amazed.

"I've never felt the Zello family. You don't know how happy I am when I'm legally a part of your family. I want everything you have, your family, the love of your family. And also have you completely." Veron's eyes were already wet.

Zello picked up the hairdryer that Veron was holding earlier and placed it on the nightstand.

Zello's empty hands cupped his wife's cheeks. "You have it now. Everything was. Me, my family. It's yours now."

Veron's tears flooded his white cheeks. Zello immediately wiped away his wife's tears. Gave a gentle kiss on her right left cheek as a solace and drowned Veron's face in her chest.

"Please Zello. If we were always together. Don't leave me alone again."

"Nobody can make you alone. I promise."