Not the Forbidden Miss

Nineteen - A Changed Password

Mala did not want to embrace me at all, but I was hugging her after Ijab qobul finished, she was cold to respond to him, even she was indifferent to me, until Sefi said like that, she said that, he replied that he was my cousin's sister. I still think about Mala, but I'm still here, with Farah. Our house was deserted, aunt and uncle Farah had also come home, the three of us lived again like usual days.

I sat in the living room alone, after finishing some room because it was used up for marriage contracts. When I finished, I chose to sit in the living room, while Farah was in the room, putting Sefi to sleep. My mind is getting on Mala, especially when Mala's phone is off. Though I want to exchange messages with him, maybe he is busy, because in three days there will be a launch of new products Rumanah again.

His business is advancing. I guess Mala is just an ordinary woman who is at home, does not have a business that has been so rough. Papa says Mala only takes care of cafes and restaurants together with his two brothers, Mala help there, but it turns out that the cafe and restaurant belong to Mala, it's just that his two brothers are working together there.

Mala is perfect, but unfortunately I can't love her, because I promised Farah that she's the only woman I love, I don't want to hurt her to love Mala. Farah gave me the conditions when I was about to marry Mala. The condition is that if I marry Mala, I cannot fall in love with Mala, Farah also wants to confirm her marriage with me, so that the tedaftar in the sipi note, and another, Farah also forbids me from touching Mala. I granted Farah's request, I promised her that she was all I loved, that there was no other woman I loved, because that was also the fact, that I couldn't love Mala. I also promised to certify my marriage to him as a law, so that our marriage would be registered in the civil record. However, I violated one condition from Farah. I touched Mala.

Farah was disappointed when she heard I touched Mala, let alone that she knew I was on my honeymoon abroad with Mala. I told Farah that Mala was two weeks pregnant, because I had touched her. Farah was disappointed, she was furious with me when she found out that I had touched Mala, until Mala was pregnant. I explained the padan, all that I do so that everyone does not suspect me. There's no way I wouldn't touch Mala, as much as I could make Mala happy, so Mala thinks her marriage to me is okay, and full of happiness, she said,  because I didn't want Mala to suspect that I already had Farah, but it turns out that God opened my sandiawar which I closed tightly in front of Mala so briefly. Mala knew I had married Farah in series.

Every night, the name I mentioned in prayer was also only Farah, not Mala. It was all because I felt I had betrayed her with me touching Mala. I regretted reneging on my promise to Farah, until Farah got angry and asked me to end it all. I can't, how can I end my relationship with Farah that has been established for so long? Moreover, there is Sefi, the fruit of my love with Farah.

Finally I moved to confirm my relationship with Farah, according to Farah's request when I was about to marry Mala. Today, my relationship with Farah is legal in the eyes of law. But, she was my second wife, even though she was the first one I married. There was a sense of relief and happiness because my relationship with Farah was legal in the eyes of the law, but why is something stuck in my heart. I don't know why it could be like this, maybe because of Mala, or because of Mama. I was still confused to find the answer.

If it was Mama, it couldn't have been a week before I confirmed Farah, I always thought Mala. I felt lonely at home, I felt Mala getting further away from me, she was so cold to me. Even yesterday I was sick, he left me to Farah, he prefers to go to work because there is a lot of work.

One week ago Mala always busied herself outside, even at home she pretended to be busy. He was more silent in his room now. Although sometimes before he went to work he cooked for me first, but he was very cold in his attitude towards me. If I don't ask him first, he doesn't greet me. Most call me first if he wants to go to work.

I think the one who stuck in my heart was Mala. I don't know why I miss Mala's powerful attitude every day. Kangen with his call when calling me with a call dear. Kangen quality time together when returning from the office, kangen smell of his distinctive body, which may have made me addicted.

Three months is not a long time, but his memories with Mala are very seizing my heart cavity. It's all full of Mala. Do I love her? Ah, no! I just love Farah, I just want Farah. But why can't I control myself with Mala, if I just want Farah? Even on the first night, I could not resist the turmoil of my passion, especially when smelling the aroma of Mala's distinctive and so alluring perfume, I immediately lost, my promise to Farah collapsed, because I wanted Mala that night to be really beautiful and sweet.

Her soft lips made me want to keep on kissing her. I was lulled by Mala's charm on my first night. I promised I wouldn't do it that night, but somehow I asked her, is she ready to touch me? At first there was no such thought. Is it possible that the instincts of a man are at once a husband? Moreover, seeing the permpuan that none other than his wife looks very beautiful perfect like an angel.

I remember when she greeted me in front of the penghulu after the marriage contract was over, she was so timid. He would even shake hands with me, because he was afraid I would touch him. Mala had never come into contact with a man who was not his muhrim, even when approaching me, we always sat quite a distance away. Mala never dated, he was always betrothed, and he said I was the man who had the umpteenth time proposed to him, and he immediately accepted. There was a man who proposed to him, but Mala immediately refused, with a million reasons that Mala threw.

I also remember her red face that night, when I asked her if she was ready for me to touch? What a beautiful and adorable face in the middle of her embarrassment because I will touch. He lowered his head, slowly nodding, indicating that he was ready for me to touch. Not waiting for a long time, I slowly dared to spice it up. My heart was pounding at that moment, when I was going to fulfill my duty with Mala. At that time, I forgot my promise to Farah, the promise that I wouldn't touch her. In fact, I touched Mala, so that I wanted to go again and again, to the morning I did it, and only realized my promise to Farah, when after performing the morning prayer.

I still remember Mala, my daydreams were only about Mala and Mala, nothing else. Moreover, Mala was off her number, until I got worried and kept sending her messages.

I shortened when someone hugged me from behind, then kissed my cheek gently. “Well, why not go to sleep? Dad's not well yet, right? Still a bit anget body,” said Farah.

Farah suddenly broke my daydream that was thinking about Mala. I rubbed his head, then I returned the kiss. I kissed her cheeks and her lips. “I'm not sleepy, Mother. I just finished eating too, right? Don't know, the medicine has not reacted, usually it will make drowsiness,” I replied.

“Sefi is asleep?” tanyku.

“Already, he was exhausted maybe,” replied Farah.

Farah smiled, then sat down beside me with her head resting on my shoulders. He took my phone, opened it.

“Kok password replace? Since when did my father change password didn't tell me?” asked Farah in an annoyed tone.

“Oh yes, father replace. Here dad bukain,” he said.

“What's Password!” ask her cynically.

“Nineteen, two-two, empty six,” I replied.

“What is this?” tanyanya.

“Yes don't know, what number is it?” reply origin.