My husband is not gay!

130. The Wenny D Collins

Ana groaned, her hands clutching firmly at the end of the pillow, her body shaking violently as her husband's hands ransacked her core area quickly. Until finally her body was weakly sprawled under her husband with sweat filling her body, Andre rubbed the sweat on his wife's forehead and then kissed her several times.

"want again?" whispered Andre as his kiss landed on his wife's left cheek, Ana quickly shook her head, her strength completely drained away. Andre smiled and then got up from his wife's body to walk to the bathroom, now it's his turn to finish his business, until Ana followed him to the bathroom.

"i help" Ana whispered as she hugged her husband from behind, she began to touch and stroke her husband's weapons.

"sure?"

"Emmm.."

An hour later they laid down his body after the show of bathing together was over. Andre read the email with one hand and the other side massaged his wife's wrist.

"i'm also the one who has to mijit" protested Andre.

"who told you so long,"

"if for a moment, you will protest again," Ana tilted her body to face her husband Andre smiled then rubbed his wife's cheek and kissed her forehead deeply,

"i love you, Ana," Ana smiled, finally saying the words from her husband's lips that Ana had been waiting for her for a long time, but Ana was very aware that her husband was not a sensitive person. Her husband has a beautiful face, sixpack body, abundant wealth but his heart is cold and less sensitive also of course less good temperament. So also with Ana who arguably has the opposite nature of her husband. Is there not a perfect man, so make pairs for you men, a woman from your ribs to complement each other.

"i love you too." answered Ana, sliding her body into her husband's arms, and then closing her eyes, the evening's activities made her very tired.

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Weni stood behind the window of her room staring at the garden that used to be a place to play with Andre. At that time they were separated, but if Weni was on holiday she often came to Australia to meet her family there, especially Andre. When the beginning came him because there was nothing he knew awkward feeling made him not dare to speak, many eyes staring dislike him, he said, and Andre is the one who little by little makes Weni feel comfortable and feel the feeling of family among them.

Weni smiled as she recalled that she often played in the park with Andre, if Andre did not want to play with him then he would nag him all day until Andre would run after him and tickle him when he managed to catch him. Weni often accompanied Andre to read books, she would secretly stare at the handsome face of her brother admiring him for a long time. His feelings, whether when they start to grow and when he asks what kind of woman Andre likes, are, as much as she wanted to become a woman like Andre liked because she chose to stay away from continuing her education to the next level, she wanted to change her spoiled and childish self-image to become an independent woman, elegant and smart as Andre wanted. Weni preferred to continue in America with the same majors as Andre. He is determined to bear the same burden as the one he loves.

Weni's face suddenly became gloomy as she recalled the last words from her beloved sister.

"Andre loves you very much, Weni, but if his feelings for you were more than the feelings between brother and sister, he wouldn't have chosen Ana to be his companion, I think you know that." Mami Ambar sighed. "One more thing, matchmaking and mami's threats, do you think it works for your sister? nay! he could call off the match whenever he wanted, as before, to claim inheritance rights, Andre didn't need it, he already had more than half of his grandfather's wealth assets, you could say she's richer than us, she doesn't need your papa stock, so if she continues her marriage it means that from the beginning she already has feelings for Ana, you should know that, too."

It was the words of Ambar's mother that made her regret every action, she was grateful that her mother and papi were always the way home for her. Mami Ambar sighed again. "From now on think before you act, someone will love you even if you don't do anything for him, and you won't be happy to get someone's love if the path has to change yourself to please him, don't cry anymore, there is always His plan that will be the best for us, this mother's daughter is very beautiful and smart, mami sure many men will queue to get your love." Mami Ambar smilingly stared at the reflection of her daughter's face in the mirror, a sad face wet with tears. Weni is aware of her own actions that make her stay away from people she cares about, turn her beliefs into hate, even to fix them she is not given a chance. If only, still if...

Weni let out her tears again and again.

After a few days of confinement in the room, Weni finally decided to return to her usual activities, she worked in the company that Steve led. He devoted as much of his time to the work as he could, only that could make him forget his pain. She hopes her brother will forgive her, she also hopes that time will make Ana want to see him again, she still wants to mend her relationship, she said, Weni would struggle as much as it took to just apologize from her brother and sister-in-law.

On a sunny morning, she was wearing a new blazer that she ordered from one of her subscription boutiques, she walked out of the house driving her sedan car towards the company.

It's not easy to start over, but as the saying goes, life has to go on and time isn't meant to wait.

EXPIRE

Thank God, it finally managed to finish as well, after several vacuum times, back and forth, from starting to vacuum because of the pregnancy of the second child, and, then vacuum because our son entered the NICU until finally our son returned to his lap. The author still continues to struggle to finish this novel thanks to the reader all who still had time to stop by to read and who likes to give comments that ngabarag-gubrag keep up, thank you so much ya🤗, hehe...

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