Only Bride Reserves

Disappointed back

Kezia afshen

The next day, I woke up with my body that felt all crumpled. I don't know how many times, we made love last night. I opened my eyes, I saw clearly the handsome face of my husband. It was the first time I had seen him sleep in a bed. Why is he getting handsome, even though his eyes are closed.

My eyes are still staring at my husband's handsome face. I wouldn't waste a chance this close to him. Even I was so happy, because he didn't shout at my brother's name anymore. But it was all gone, when I remembered our marriage contract which was only five months.

"I'm sorry if I love you too much. I know, you're very tormented with me. I will return you to my feet. Thanks, you didn't mention my brother last night when we made love. At least, I have good memories of when we parted. I will pray that you and sister Vania are happy. Thank you Rama, you've allowed me to love you."

Seen the movement of Rama, I immediately rose to take my clothes scattered. But suddenly there was a sturdy hand that pulled me back into his wound.

"Where are you going?"

"I want to kiss you in the face, and make us breakfast."

Rama immediately released my body, covering my clothes scattered on the floor. After I put on my clothes and cleaned myself. I decided to get out of Rama's room, to the kitchen. My eyes are so sleepy, maybe I only slept three days. It turns out that lack of sleep makes my head dizzy. Unknowingly, I stirred the coffee while closing my eyes.

"Keep away, let me prepare breakfast," said Rama who suddenly took over everything from me.

"Hoammm," I unconsciously yawned so sleepy. My closed eyes instantly widened upon hearing Rama laugh.

"It turns out you're very funny when you're sleepy."

"Why are you here? you said breakfast buffalo, where?"

Instead of making breakfast, Rama noticed my face. Get rid of the hair that covers my face. I've enjoyed the touch so much lately. I don't care if it's real or if it's just a play. Most importantly, I enjoyed our time together before the divorce arrived.

"You make me hungry, let me make his wish" I said with a pouty mouth making Rama briefly kiss my lips.

"Don't tease me anymore, you know, your lips are so sweet."

Does he praise me? may I be pleased with his praise. If my lips are sweet to her. Then I'll kiss her all day.

"really? then I'll kiss you every day. So you're always tempted to look and feel."

"It is with pleasure" said Rama, smiling at me. I was so happy God, seeing him smile at me. I hugged her tightly, I thanked her for making me feel happy.

"Are you going to keep calling me? aren't you gonna make breakfast. Or did you deliberately starve me and eat you again?

''Do I want to be with you?"

"No, I'm afraid your girlfriend will see us."

"He's out of town, I'll be with you today."

I cheered in my heart, I was finally able to shop with my husband. Why turn upside down like this. Why do I, whose legal wife, rarely go out with my husband. It's like me and Rama are like cheating spouses hiding from their lovers.

Right now I'm looking at my reflection in the mirror. Today I wear a sleeveless dress, which is as long as an eye of a foot. With the hair I pigtailed, so that my shoulders were slightly exposed. I came out of my room, and Rama was ready, waiting for me on the couch. His eyes looked at my appearance from top to bottom. He immediately got up from his seat, approached me.

"Do you have a mini blazer or a jacket?" tanyakanya.

I furrowed my brows at the confusion of his question intent. Suddenly she untied my hair, making my hair fall out. Then Rama entered my room, before long he came out carrying my mini gun blazer. He told me to wear it, on the grounds of protecting me from the gaze of the basket-eyed man. Oh my god, why did he become this possessive. But I like him a lot.

Finally today we went out together, without us knowing it turned out that many journalists were in the mall. Everyone came running to me and Rama. I saw a look of discomfort at Rama. I finally pulled out his hand to avoid the crowd of reporters. But it's free, as if this mall has been filled with journalists. Wanting to run anywhere, we couldn't. What's more we're just the two, there's nothing that can prevent those reporters. Finally inevitably, we both answered every question from them.

After enough, we plead for resignation. This place is uncomfortable. Eventually we both just shopped at the supermarket near the apartment. We have to wear masks and hats. It was as if we were both famous actors and actresses. I was just an ordinary brand ambassador. Except Rama is a pretty famous young businessman.

Just got out of the Suermarket. Unexpectedly, sister Vania was standing waiting at the main door. He looks so angry, I guessed it. It could be, he had just seen our news on television.

"Vania," call Rama to release his hand from me.

I'm used to being treated like this. Yesterday and this morning was so sweet. Then it will turn bland when my husband meets his lover.

"As per our agreement, you can meet, as long as not in public places," I said, leaving them alone, while lifting my own groceries.

Without asking anyone for help. Even though my body hurts, I still bring my groceries to the apartment.

Rama doesn't care about me, his eyes are blind when he sees sister Vania. I finally got to the apartment. I arranged all my groceries, after which I went into the room. Fatigue, tired of mind and tired of the body mixed into one. I don't want to cry this time, I'm tired, I'm going to sleep to forget about what happened just now.

I woke up without anyone waking me up. The lights in the apartment haven't been lit yet. I'm fingering in the dark of the night looking for a light switch. After the lights came on, I saw the clock strike at night. My husband hasn't come back this afternoon. Should I worry about it. But for what, it could be that he is having fun with his lover.

I decided to just make instant noodles to prop up my hungry stomach. Since this afternoon, I haven't had time to eat anything. I ate my bowl of noodles in silence. Before long the door of the apartment opened, my husband had returned. I just kept quiet without welcoming him. I continued to enjoy the instant noodles remaining half of it.

I heard footsteps approaching me. I felt my hands clutching me from behind. Rama kissed my forehead briefly, then apologized. I smiled at him, without saying a word. I'm used to it, I wouldn't be surprised by any of this.