My Husband's Return
Part 10 - Return of My Husband
The core members let out a long sigh hearing Salsa's story. Sad because they were not in Azka's most difficult moments. Unexpectedly the most meritorious person in Azka and Salsa's life was Rio.
The man who actually wrote loved Salsa. Rela lost a kidney and lived sickly because of Salsa, when he died willingly losing a heart for Azka.
"I also just know now that the first kidney donor was Rio" Salsa murmured.
"I used to hate Rio, otherwise I wouldn't see Azka anymore" said Rayhan, who hated Rio the most from anyone.
"Daddy!" the cry of the little boy managed to break the atmosphere of haru in the living room.
They smiled seeing the 4-year-old child walking over with a sullen face.
"Why baby?" tanya Dito immediately held Alana and sat on her lap.
"Alga gangguin Anala telus, whereas Anala does not like the same Alga, Anala likes the same Sister Number," Alana confided to her Daddy to make others laugh.
"But Kala doesn't like Alana, she's chatty!" angkara was no less upset. Arga was silent like an innocent man.
"The drama of children is endless. Let's bro go home, ntar Mommy you're rampaging," asked Rahyan.
"Eh, Alana must be hysterical when she hears this news" Ricky said.
"Sal, you story right there is no me yes, tired I hear him screaming mute."
They go home one by one because there is still busy each. Ricky, Dito, and Keenan continue their father's business, while Rayhan is different from the others. Develop their knowledge in the field of IT.
"Lo calm down, we must help restore Azka's memory, but not now, let her be aware of the situation. Recover the validity first to make it mentally strong," said Keenan before leaving.
Salsa simply nodded her head, ushering in at the door. Once in the sense of a quiet house, Salsa accompanied Angkara to lunch first and then took a nap.
Salsa returned to the room and Azka was standing at the door. It seemed like the man noticed some photos that were on the table.
Their wedding photos are located there.
"Let's see what you're doing?" salsa immediately hugged Azka from behind.
"Are you really my wife?" the question came back for the umpteenth time.
"Hm."
Salsa immediately took off her embrace, walking towards the closet to pick up the small box.
"Here sit!" bring Salsa.
Azka sat on the edge of the bed, watching something in Salsa's grasp. Perhaps there is no harm in trying to accept and believe in Salsa even though he is not used to it.
Getting used to it while multiplying memories might be much better.
"You're familiar with them? And they visit often, like the man who hit me?" ask Azka suddenly.
"Rayhan?" ask Salsa. "I'm familiar with them because you're Ka, they're your best friend. As you go those who always help me and realize my cravings are waiting for you. Is it good your friend?"
"Now I've come back even though I forgot my memory, and you're my wife, aren't you?" Salsa nodded.
I don't know but there was something strange in Azka's heart when Salsa was close to another man.
"Then there's no need to get too familiar with them!" decreed Azka.
"You jealous?" Salsa smelled a smile.
"Jealous? Why be jealous of strangers? I just want to clarify the status here, you say that I'm your husband, automatically you don't perform with other men."
Brugh
Salsa immediately hugged Azka until she was added to the bed, this afternoon she felt happy because Azka arranged herself.
Their gazes were locked for a while, until Azka turned her face and pushed Salsa's body away.
"Go away, don't be so intimate before I remember everything!"
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