My bodyguard, my Imam

Expressing Feelings for Him

"Gini El, I want to be honest with you. Whether you accept or not this decision. I'm asking you to be strong, right?"

"What's emang?" Ellea who had been sitting unsettled was even more uncomfortable with her position.

Of course this was because of the clothes that Eiwa had given her. A dress she had never worn in her entire life.

The fabric is thin until it feels soaking in the cold temperature in the room. Since then Ellea did not release her two folded hands. To cover up the embarrassment while wrapping up the cold.

Eiwa grinned thinly looking at Ellea's eyes that were indeterminate direction. Avoiding the look of Eiwa's eyes as if piercing the heart.

Eiwa who finished exhaling her last smoke pressed the cigarette butts then sat right next to Ellea.

Chuckled again as Ellea shifted her body slightly away from Eiwa.

"If you want to talk, say Bang. El was there too...."

"That's yeah? Okay...."

"Yes there."

Eiwa turned her body to face Ellea. His position was now like holding his wife from a distance.

"Say to say. Where's diem?"

"Yes, I'm gonna talk. Gini-" Eiwa looks hesitant at stringing words.

"So gini, El. I'd like to be frank with you, if I actually have a crush on the same feelings of girls."

Ellea frowned hearing his words.

"You promise, don't you, El, you're not gonna get mad?"

"El doesn't want a promise, Bang, he's afraid of breaking up. Just say, if El is angry El, will cry, if not El diem." Ellea's face looked different.

"Yes El, I want to be honest with you, because I know that for a long time, I must have hurt you and me. There's one woman she's beautiful."

"Beautiful?"

Eiwa. "It's really pretty El. Do you know the cast of the outdoor charmer movie we saw yesterday? Well, she's prettier than that artist."

Ellea nodded in understanding, she smiled even though she looked forced. "Keep, what do you want?" tanyakanya.

Eiwa turned his head back, along with exhaling deeply.

"Honest of El. We marry, not for love. Marriage is not because of our desire. Well, sort of forced is the term."

"Keep brother want what?" Ellea looks even more dislike.

"Honestly El, after meeting the same sister of the girl. I can't forget, what his smile is, the way he talks softly, he's a real opium. He said it because he didn't want to be a hypocrite. Don't betray your own feelings."

Ellea's face was getting red, her eyes were glazed over but she still held back.

"When we got married, I knew how forced you were, El. You don't like it, do you, El, like me?"

Ellea did not answer, getting bowed while rolling up the ends of her clothes.

"Maybe this is the best way for us, El. You understand what that means? I want to get you out of this forced relationship. I want you to live a happy life, El."

Ellea's hand became more abstract. Maybe if he could tear, had torn his own clothes into small pieces. His heart felt hot, until it burst into his chest.

Not a word he spoke.

"You know El, he's really cool. Every time you see him, you never smile."

Ellea's blood was getting hotter, even going up to the head.

"Double love really if he accepts brother."

It's been.

Ellea really couldn't take it anymore.

Instantly he stood up while clenching both hands beside the body.

"He's pretty?"

Eiwa who sat down below nodded.

"He's ngangenin?"

Nod again.

"With love to her??"

Nodding. "He em, El, I really want her to be-"

During her time with Ellea, Eiwa had never seen her speak in such a high tone. Even his wife's hand was shaking, so was his emotion.

"If you like girls, you shouldn't tell me to wear kayak gini clothes! There is no point, you know that I do not want to use, if it is considered just a toy doang!"

"Silence El. You're emotional." Seeing Ellea getting emotional now Eiwa stood up.

"How calm? Played with people, tell calm how??"

Eiwa's hand was immediately pushed aside when she was about to hold.

"I shouldn't wear this shirt!" Ellea tried to take off her clothes in anger. "Why don't you tell me it's a girl who wears it?"

"El calm down El. Don't get emotional, you'll be thirsty." Eiwa hugs Ellea maski rejected.

"Let's be thirsty, just have a drink to bother." Ellea's breath went up and down until it overwhelmed Eiwa.

"Dengerin first."

Now Ellea can no longer move, because the besan body and height of Eiwa hold her.

"Not hug!"

"Calm down, I'll let go. Diem, huh? Wanna drink?"

"No need to."

The situation is a little calm.

"You beat me up, El. Denger well, you have to be strong as I said at the beginning. No emotions, it's about feelings. Can't lie. I really want her to be my wife, El, a real wife, not the wife we are today."

"So I mean, you want to make her a second wife?!"

Eiwa. "I'd like to propose to him, my decision is already unanimous."

Ellea rubbed her tears in the corner. As you throw your face away to see other objects.

"Look over here, El."

"No way."

"I'm seriously talking to you."

"Free, if that's the topic. I won't be horrified."

"Unfortunately I want you to be horrified."

"Lazy!" Ellea covered her ears with her hands.

"El."

"A similar wall! I won't listen!"

Eiwa approached Ellea, not wanting to be ignored all the words she was about to say, drawing Ellea's hands to the closest distance. Until his eyes highlighted directly with Ellea's black light.

"How do I say, if the girl I like doesn't want to be horrified, he um?"

Ellea looked up at the one line and nodded.

"You're El."

Ellea frowned.

"You're the one who likes it, you're the girl I mean."

"But my brother said, want to free Ellea from this husband and wife relationship. That means you want to pick another girl, right? If you go, El wouldn't mind."

"Duh, Solehah's wife. Not really jealous if I'm looking for something else?"

"No, I can't answer, can I?"

"Yes, if you want another brother, you can't be forced, right?" Ellea became nervous.

"Your brother wants you, El. It's just you, I want to get you out of a forced marriage, into a real marriage. Where the two bonded with each other."

As Eiwa's hands clasped her fingers, Ellea blushed red. Not because he was angry, but he was embarrassed.

His heart rate was echoing as if it was being paved.

"El, my true feelings are for you, Ellea Nafisah. You want to, don't you, be all mine?"

Between being moved, shame all feelings mixed into one. Ellea simply nodded while blushing.

"Duh, the virgin wants to accept the love of her husband. Thanks, El."