Passion 3 love

116. Alex's Wedding

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"How's the witness, legit?" Ask the penghulu to two marriage witnesses namely Rian and his sister.

"Well!" answer the two in unison.

Marriage is simple and very far from the word luxury in a room apartment. Alex has officially married Diah. After some debate, they finally got married.

Not ungrateful, but after marriage.with Diah in order to keep everything looks nothing happened. Alex chooses to leave his wife and return to his original activities. He did not want the wife would later receive more serious problems from his father.

Sometimes, what is hidden is not necessarily decay. It could be something better to be out of reach.

Diah is able to breathe a sigh of relief now, because after berbembuk, Alex would obey his words to keep his distance until the baby is born. The existence of a marriage bond between the two of them is just to provide inner calm and bind trust with each other.

"Bu Diah, the fetus is good. Plan where is Mom?" Ask the midwife who handled it.

"Still don't know Mom. But it looks like this clinic alone because I see the facilities are quite complete and adequate."

"Yes, Mom. Lots of light exercise. Like following pregnancy exercises. Incidentally in our clinic there is also a class, also a parenting class. Are you interested?"

Diah was silent for a split second. He's like he's holding something. At least whatever is good or bad, it must be discussed with her husband, right?

"I'll ask my husband, Mom. My husband works out of town."

"Oh, yes. I'm waiting for you, ma'am. Let's be more excited if there's a friend. Coincidence that comes a lot anyway. Also at once can relax his mother so as not to be too strict."

Diah just nodded and smiled faintly. Occasionally her eyes scan the waiting room, where many of them check the womb together with her husband. Then her? He's just alone. The hormonal influence made him instantly feel sadness. But, all of that was in his custody and he again gave a positive affirmation to himself.

"It's okay, I'm not in between not because I'm not married, because of our circumstances." He murmured while rubbing his flat stomach.

On the way home from checking the content, Diah felt very eager to eat the spicy chicken geprek wahhh, No one advised him or forbid it, Diah then bought it and ate it.

The newly felt effects began to strike him at night. He felt uncomfortable in the abdomen, and occasionally heartburn that was difficult to understand came. But he was consistent and held it.

"Ah, this is just the usual heartburn because most of the spicy meal earlier." His words are as much as possible to hold the heartburn.

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In Alex's apartment.

"Houamzz! how tired!!" Alex complains who just set foot in the house.

At the throw suit and also Tae work on the sofa. He then walked towards the kitchen and downed his drinking water.

In every gulp, his mind was always floating. He rubbed his face rough and sighed deeply. There's a new problem that his father gave me today. Where his father received an arranged marriage between his son and Alex by including a threat that made Alex unable to dwell.

"Among ...!" Alex threw his glass against the wall. He was so angry about this situation. With him who can do nothing and just resigned.

"Why? Why Daddy? Why!!" He moaned everything in the dim room without anyone to calm down.

Tata, one of the best candidates to be Alex's wife, is also forced to do so because her father also does not approve of her relationship with her boyfriend who is just an ordinary employee.

"Alex! Alex!" Tata knocked on Alex's apartment door with his mouth that didn't stop making noise.

Alex remained silent but his feet immediately stepped towards the sound and opened the door. Apparently Tata was crying bitterly in front of the door of his apartment. When Alex opened the door, she immediately hugged him tightly.

"Alex, please! marry me, will you?" The words that had already rested at Alex's feet as Alex closed the door.

Alex didn't understand, wasn't it just this afternoon they met and rejected each other's matchmaking. The two are open to each other about their personal relationships. But why tonight?

"What are you doing like this Tata? What was? Did something happen to your boyfriend?" Alex asked with confused eyes.

Tata nodded. "My girlfriend suddenly got into a single accident earlier, and now that she needs special treatment to save her life, I don't have any money for Alex, my dad took out all the facilities." He complains with a sniffle.

"What's? Why are our fathers the same....? Argh...!!" Alex punches the cushion of the sofa and sits down with Tata still resting at his feet.

"I know how you feel. But Tata, I'm married and...." Alex wants to express his honesty where he will not be able to be fair in the future.

"It's okay Alex... It's okay...! I swear I will accept whatever you are. I just want him alive, he means so much to me." Tata returned to plead with tears.

"We are the same, I don't want anything to happen with my son and wife. There is no other choice, it hurts us all. But what can we do against their selfishness? Without money, I cannot guarantee the lives of my children and wife. It*!!"

"Alex, without the money, my girlfriend will die tonight. So please call your father and also my father immediately. Tell me we're ready to get married." Said Tata who continued to cry without daring to look at the face of her future husband.

"Hmmm....!" Alex breathed deeply. Slowly, he picked up his cell phone and contacted his father.

"Dad, I'm willing to marry Tata. So please, confirm this to her father." Alex said with real affection. His eyes were reddened with his neck veins sticking out showing anger.

"Good, if it's like that from the beginning everything will be easier without tears. After all, Tata is beautiful, highly educated and also clearly her family. Not like that son of a murderer."

Dhani's father's words so pierced Alex's heart where the figure he is insulting at this time is the wife who is pregnant with her child. Alex could only clench his hands to make his handbook turn white.

Not much to say anymore, Alex then ended his call. And, Tata immediately stood hugging him. "Thank you!" His speech was so deep with eyes that it was difficult to interpret.

"Already, release. We're helping each other out here, and remember, I'm somebody's husband." Said Alex who then let go of Tata's embrace.

Tata smiled and wiped the rest of her tears. " Thank you Alex, thank you!" His words then left without saying much.

While Alex, he then snatched his car keys and sped up to his wife's house he had married a week ago.

The atmosphere was quiet, with the lights almost completely off, and only in the kitchen and also the reading room that was still dimly lit. Alex walked in slowly and saw a light beam from Diah's room that was still on.

Slowly she opened the door and saw Diah who had just walked out of the bathroom. Diah looked confused. Didn't it just come to light that Alex would only come home once a month?

"What's wrong? why come now? He said once a month. Is there a problem?" Ask Diah who came closer and grabbed Alex's hand.

"What's hum?" Ask Diah so gently. Indeed, after marriage, lost all his fierce and careless wars. Diah respected her husband so much and instilled high tolerance.

Alex was still silent and looked at him as if to say. Di, I'm sorry I'm gonna torture you in a minute. Forgive me for marrying secretly without your permission my wife. Di, I really did all this for you. I don't want Dad to be reckless and eliminate you two. I hope your heart can accept this.

"Dear, I just miss you. I don't think it'll be once a month, I'll come back here every two weeks." He hugged and kissed his wife.

"Ah, Mother. I guess what's up. But why your eyes... You look so sad. What's up?"

Told you, I would never do it. Let you be angry and angry as long as everything is under control. I hope you will understand when that time comes.

The cup!

THE CUP!

THE CUP!

"Mas, it's not that we've agreed. Won't we do it until our child is born?" Diah demanded the promise of the husband who had just spoken a few days ago.

Alex, he just wants to get closer and have a really close relationship before that stifling day comes and he's going to be torn apart by Diah.

"I know we can do it. All this time, until you got pregnant, the only one who gave me seeds, right?" He asked frontally and interspersed with small laughs to disguise his deep sadness.

"Just...!" Diah pinches Alex's waistband. " Aren't you Mas, what was my first painful night?" Struck annoyed. Clearly upset and angry, that feeling was still stored in his heart when he was not at all valued as a human being.

"Sorry, I'm so sorry. This time it was not rude. Let's just go slow, shall we?" Alex said softly and one of his eyebrows swooped seductively to his wife.

"Hahaha. Not showering yet? have you eaten yet? Or do I make coffee?" Diah asked in a soft voice and then grabbed Alex's hand and kissed the back of her hand.

"So it hasn't been Salim Mas." He said with a smile.

Would you stay this sweet if you knew I'd marry again? Would you be this good to me if you knew the truth later? In my eyes you are the best woman.

"Brandi yes, the smell of acem... " She said while kissing the clothes Alex was wearing.

Alex cupped Diah's face and grabbed her lips just as her smooth, soft and deep melum4t was full of feeling. Without orders and aba, tears fell down every corner.

I love you Di. But..., I'm sorry for the way I couldn't choose to protect you both. Protecting by hurting. I'm sorry Di.

Alex's mind rumbled and overflowed with all the guilt he had accumulated soaring and drowning his honesty.

Alex's gentle treatment that night really made Diah feel so privileged and loved.

His sturdy, veined hands began to appear in Diah's clothes, v*ba every inch of his smooth skin. The unrelenting lips enjoyed a familiar friendship, giving small stings that further aroused ga*rah.

"I want to eat" he said, mendes*h.

Diah paused for a moment and let go of their pagut*n lips. She stared at her husband's brown netra. " Yes, I'm cooking, yeah, what do you want to eat?" Lirih Diah asked.

Alex raised a smirik and raised one eyebrow and glanced. "I'm just gonna eat raw meat." He then began to kneel down and look for something he missed.

You can imagine it yourself. Mimi wants a jump!

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In a hospital, Tata runs around crying and no longer cares about her messy appearance. He searched where his girlfriend was taken care of but was nil and nowhere to be found. Just a scrap of notification letter he was holding right now.

"Stay alive for me baby, stay alive!" Tata cried so badly. However, the instant his gaze changed drastically to become so sharp and implied hatred.

"Look, I'll pay for all this. Let's see how you'll be begging to stay alive!" He gritted his teeth against each other.

Tata returned home with a blank and barefoot look. He ignored his injured leg.

"Darling, why are you like this? where have you been?" Ask mother.

"Not from anywhere Bun, just a night walk. Your husband knows where I went for a late night walk. Aren't you Yah?" Cetus Tata with an angry look at the stepfather who was going down the stairs.

"Oh, Him? He was in business with the Armanto family. It looks like a lot of fun, doesn't it?" Tata's stepfather asked with a small smile to demean Tata who is currently being squeezed into a big problem regarding the life of the boyfriend.

"Very fun, what a wonderful dinner. Could it be next time you come?" He said that he deliberately called his stepfather Om.

THE PLAQUE!

One loud slap landed on his smooth cheek. Tata just stared flatly at the perpetrator who was none other than his mother.

"I've said it over and over again, appreciate him. Call him Dad!" Snapping Mother Tata who was very angry about the impolite attitude of the princess just wayangnya.

"Until I die, I will never call him Father! My father is dead!!" Loud Tata spoke in a rising voice. He was so depressed this time. Receiving every ill treatment from his stepfather was the most nauseating thing in his life.

"The word! watch mouth!" My mother spoke.

"What's? And remember when I die, I'll take her to hell with me!! You've always defended her, where is your conscience as a mother? I'm your son but you always put it first!!"

THE PLAQUE!!

The slap landed again perfectly.

"I'll kill you!!" Shouted Tata in front of his stepfather.