OUR HUSBAND IS TOGETHER

WHAT HAPPENED TO DEMIAN

“Oh look! Pricilia has got six steps,” I shouted at my own son who was staggering on the grass of anom. It's really nice to feel.

Hap.

Demian grabbed onto Pricilia's nearly fallen body, my little angel laughing so hard. Maybe he can feel this happiness too.

“Huh he is very tough like his mother,” the level-bodied man put on a sour face. His hand rubbed the dirty part of his pants against the ground.

“Hey who said I was covetous!”

“How is it not hard? Your legs were wide open so that your flower clothes were revealed until the top of the night,” Demian issued a sentence that made a pair of netraku perfect.

So he really…

Ah, dead.

Bugh! Bugh!

“You peeked at me? Damnit!”

Bugh!

“Oh hahahaha. Stop Chevani, you can kill me this way,” Demian fended off my arm that had landed a fist in a row on his chest. What if he really did crawl my sensitive part? Aaaargh!

“Oh really I was just kidding hahahaha,”

“No! You must have stained my chastity, right?”

“Only a widow like you is still holy?”

“Demians! You really make me angry! Feel this,”

Thump!

“Aduuuuuuh..”.

I screamed hysterically when a loud bang was felt in the crown of my head. I grimaced. My intention to hit Demian instead became a boomerang of its own when he managed to dodge and make my body stagger forward and then hit a tree. So hurt.

My view is blurry. Where am I?

“Che! Chevani! Are you okay?” I realized a sturdy arm was bringing my body into its embrace. Severe pulses run through the head.

“Honey wake up darling. Let's open your eyes,”

A man's distinctive body odor is lurking in my sense of smell. And that word? Just like when Hero woke me up from a long sound every morning. I couldn't digest it clearly, his face looked very blurry. The man kept shaking my body in his arms.

I kept my eyes closed for a while. After that, I could see clearly the brown-eyed man who had been calling my name non-stop.

“Do not worry. Just an ordinary clash,” I exclaimed as I stirred up the body. Pricilia who did not flinch saw her mother feel an incredible pulse.

“What still hurts?” Demian continued to rub the peak gently. Occasionally a gust of wind came out from his mint mouth.

“Slight,”

Bugh! Bugh!

“Awwww,”

“Hey you're crazy what!” my eyes are wide open. My arm immediately swung to grab Demian's head which this time was even plunged into the tree trunk. Exactly where my head hit.

“You feel pain because of this tree. Then I should feel the same way too,”

“Why?”

“For you not to feel the pain alone,” Demian's voice sounded heavy.

I'm trapped in a strange dimension. A beautiful, successful sentence broke through my heart to the bottom. As if this pain, it was not me alone who bore.

“Stop doing it, because my pain is also gone,” forced me to lie so that Demian does not do that stupid thing back. Did he not know that it was the same as intentionally hurting himself? Huh.

“You sure?”

“Iya,”

“Alright,”

I saw the shadow of that handsome face smiling towards me. Occasionally his hand holds the head buds that I suspect must be in pain. A very strange man. It could be self-harm for a woman who is not who she is.

Ah, I almost forgot that he called me with a word of love. Not possible! I had to re-ensure that it would not become acutely advanced later in life.

“Yes,” Demian pulls both corners of her lips.

“Why did you call me that?”

“Yes, because I love you,”

Not yet had my headache gone, now one of my internal organs has to work harder after hearing Demian's speech just now. He looked at me meaningfully. Is this what is called the second puberty?

Ah jeez! Don't be rash, Chevani. A man you know so well can betray you, let alone a man you've only known for three weeks. Don't get caught in the same hole.

Demian left me mute for a long time before he finally pulled my body and Pricilia into his arms. It's nothing like a husband. He loves me and my son with meaning.

“Don't be because your wife is away, then you try to bother me huh!” I glanced at Demian. It's time I woke up from the realm of wishful thinking.

“Chevani,”

“Hm,”

“How about we just get married?”

“What? Oi! I think you're the man who just escaped from the mental hospital,” I forcibly removed Demian's envy, but Pricil still faithfully took shelter there. I heard him again spewing out a sentence that made my hair rise. I even thought that Demian was a man with a mental disorder.

“Is there a speck of lies implied from my eyes?” I heard Demian breathing a long breath.

I can't take all this for short. Even the pulsations in my chest did not stop. My legs want to move, do not want to linger in this tense condition.

“Where to?” demian asked as he pulled my wrist. There will be a lot of strange sentences if we continue here. I looked around, the whole green field was getting dark covered by black clouds.

“Come home! The night is up,” I said as I pulled Demian's arm back.

The man didn't budge. Maybe there's a point too we should go home soon. Pricilia can catch a cold if constantly exposed to the night wind.

Tomorrow I find the door and the window of Demian's house still tightly closed. Bizarrely. Usually, if this early in the morning, he must have been pounding on the door of my house or even just looking from behind a tree.

Is it not awake yet? My inner.

Not Chevani Agra name if not investigate until run aground. I shuffled to Demian's house and directly knocked on her door from the outside.

Tok to tok.

One, two to three beats with no answer.

“Demiaaaan!” I shouted, then tried to see from his window.

Ah shit! There are curtains covering.

Maybe still sleeping. I finally entered the house to bathe my favorite little fairy. It doesn't feel like a week has passed. Tomorrow is the day that I and Mr. Reno make a sacred promise.

Yes Rabb.

I hope there will be happiness after this.

The director of one of the leading companies in Batam City also forbade me to go to his house today. Everything was prepared including the wedding dress. We're going to have a reception at a building that was deliberately rented for a party for three days and three nights. Huh long time. My body will definitely hurt.

Twenty minutes in progress. The clock is aiming for the number nine exactly. I went back out of the house to make sure that Demian had not answered the call from his neighbor. But strangely, the condition of the soft color building is still the same as before.

I knocked on the door again, and I never accepted it. Until in the end I ventured to pull the knock which Alhamdulillah unlocked.

Huh! Know this I must have been in.

“Dem,” my face was instantly swept away by the cold atmosphere of the room. Chairs and all other items are neatly arranged. I scanned one corner of the room from the house, until in the next step my eyes caught a wide open view of the door.

I ventured to step there. This place is really no different from the ghost cave that I once entered during Junior High, scary. Slowly, then how rumbling my chest was when I saw a man lying stiff on the bed with white foam flooding his right cheek.

“Demians! You why?”

“Toloooooooong…"

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