Papa's Choice Husband
SPP - 57
Nando fell silent, unsure of what he had just heard. If Asya knew about her feelings, it would be because El told her.
"Nando, we better stay away"
"That can't be Sya"
"Then forget how you feel about me"
The young man was speechless, he exhaled his coarse breath while staring at the floor. Asya had already established his heart, if Nando was not used to let go then the best choice was the end of their friendship.
At first Asya thought that friendship between a woman and a man was possible, after she met Nando. He always told Nando how the end of male and female friendship. But Asya always said if it was possible, because Nando and Asya could do it.
But Asya is wrong, apparently Nando has demands for their relationship. Maybe if Nando didn't like him, they wouldn't be close. And Angga also Surya certainly will not want to be friends with Asya. That's what the girl thinks.
"Alright Asya, give me some time. And if possible, teach me how to forget you"
"It's so easy Nando, open your heart to another woman"
"There is no one like you Asya"
"There's a lot better than me, which deserves you"
Asya clasped Nando's hand, patting the young man's hand slowly. Strengthening Nando, reassuring him if there was someone waiting for Nando all along. But Asya did not name the man, because Asya did not want to damage the closeness of the two.
"Here, photo first" call one of Asya's friends.
The girl ran away, after her brief conversation with Nando. Now it's El's turn to face Nando. He apologized for not being able to keep his promise not to tell Asya.
"Sneaky" said cynical Nando.
"Forgive her, Asya loves me anyway. We've done it a lot, she's so sweet"
"Silent loe jerk" said Nando and left El.
"Don't lure him El" Zio chirped. He immediately invited El to return to his room. Now there will be no one to disturb Asya's birthday party.
Asya looked very happy, the smile never disappeared from her face. Even Asya's friends felt the same way, happiness.
Asya's birthday event runs long enough, until El and Zio finish with their work, Asya's party is still going on. This is the first time Asya has celebrated such a big and luxurious birthday. Because of course Dirga will not want to dirty his house for Asya's party.
After the afternoon, the friends of Asya left. Leaving the three friends who now have to work together to clean Asya's house.
"Thank you, the surprise is great"
"Casual times, we're also cool, aren't we Han?"
Jihan smiled faintly and nodded. It made Asya and Gita feel astonished. They're trying to figure it out, but Jihan doesn't seem to want her two best friends to know.
"I know, you like Nando, right?" Chirp Asya.
Just look at Jihan's eyes, but no bigger than the Gita. Jihan hugged Asya and apologized, she should not hide her feelings. But the truth about Nando who really liked Asya from the beginning, makes Jihan unable to go further to show her feelings.
"It's bad you Han, but it's Nando..."
"I should be the one apologizing, I must have hurt you"
Jihan and Asya hugged each other in her cries, sharing the grief that had been buried all this time. Gita stroked the heads of her best friend, trying to calm her little babies.
He again asked where Asya could know, because Asya was very insensitive about this kind of feeling. Asya honestly told him everything, everything he heard from his husband. That's how a girl who's not good at feeling can know everything.
"You can't be trusted, it's been a long time" Zio said.
El and Zio suddenly fell silent on the spot, after witnessing Asya and Jihan crying. The two young men immediately looked for an excuse to clean up the decorations while stealing a listen.
"Please, we'll help you deketin Nando. Is it Git?"
"Gue wanted to, but Nando did.. Eh yes it can certainly" Gita immediately changed his mind after looking at Asya's sharp eyes.
Jihan hugged her two best friends with affection. Ah, he should have said it from the beginning. Moreover, clearly Asya did not like Nando at all. The three of them went back to talking and discussing other things, until the two young men finished cleaning the house.
"Ah, Mas El and sister-in-law this is what's bothering people to talk"
"Mrs El, it's ten o'clock in the evening, you've been chatting for more than five hours" El said, pointing to a wall clock.
Asya, Jihan and Gita stared at the wall clock, then looked at each other and laughed off. It's been a long time since they've been able to have a long chat like this, longing for it. They were even more surprised because the house was clean and tidy.
El asks Zio to take Jihan and Gita home, as El wants to enjoy the rest of the night with his wife.
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After cleaning up, El and Asya lie down on the bed.
"What gift do you want, baby?"
"Baby El"
"Every Madam, let's make it"
Asya replied, El has started to strip his wife of her clothes. Asya stroked her husband's cheeks, and looked at him. That look could even now melt El's heart.
El undoes his intentions and only hugs the wife who is now not wearing a single cloth.
"Why Mas?"
"It's okay, let's just go to bed"
"Cold dong, um Mas El mah cheating"
El kissed his wife's lips briefly, then hugged Asya tightly. He did not think, if the fear of losing Asya would come so soon. Moreover, El saw everything, when Asya grasped Nando's hand at that time. The most annoying thing El's ever seen.
"Darling, come with me tomorrow"
"Where?"
"My friends' children's birthday and their wedding anniversary"
"Waah so sweet Mas, wear twin clothes yes, let's go shopping again"
El chuckled at his wife who was starting to misbehave. Asya also laughed, she will not forget this day. A very memorable birthday for her. The day that someone dared to oppose Dirga for Asya for the first time.
Their eyes suddenly met, looking long enough to not realize their lips touched each other. Tonight, Asya will always remember. The touch of El began to feel Asya, the same heart thump.
"I love you dear"
"Aah, Mas"
El could not hold it anymore, he gave all his strength to serve his wife tonight. Create the most memorable night that Asya will never forget.
