Passion 3 love

38. Not mauku.

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"Sir, slow down..." Dita sizzled when the dance began.

Thanks to the persuasion, or rather the coercion of Our Lady, the two are now fighting sweetly on the dance floor with the music that accompanies. Not a dance with a relaxed tempo, but salsa.

Just imagine, dancing salsa with an amateur. Gino's legs have been stepped on many times by the heels of Dita's.

"It's Salsa Dita, how can it be slow. You just hear the music is so energetic. You're the one who should be more careful, my fingers can crumble because you keep stepping." Gino replies by emphasizing each of his words even in whispering mode and occasionally smiling at his Father and Mother.

"Alex, look at your brother and sister. They already have a partner. You when?" Mommy Winda asked her middle child who just sat and enjoyed the music with a mouth full of snacks.

"Look easy, Bun. Not yet, maybe my angel hasn't come down from the sky." He answered casually and got a patch on his head from the father.

"When?" Dhani's father glared and looked down at her. "Then, this father always rejected women. But you, I've never heard of a successful relationship."

"Dad, everyone close to me they're just looking for profit. I don't like. I want a sincere wife and what she is. I want your polosan, let me shape the pattern myself."

"What is a woman's basic cloth?" Bunda Winda made his protest.

"Indeed, indeed the woman was a basic cloth. Good bad, ugly beautiful, smart stupid and so it's all husband's interference." Alex went back to devouring his food "I want a submissive, obedient woman who loves me. Like Mother who loves Dad."

"Thank you, I'm so moved." Said the father who was pretentious melancholy and pretended to wipe his dry tears.

"Gee! Father son is the same." Mommy Winda left after knowing the direction of the conversation will be more tapered. Honestly, it automatically makes her feel embarrassed and happy because she knows that her harmonious relationship with her husband is a role model for her middle child.

"But you really love me, don't you, baby?" Excited Dhani's father who chased after his wife who left him.

"Thank you bro!" He said before chasing after the wife After previously rolling his eyes to Alex who also smiled to see the drama of Father and Mother.

"No, I'm just clipping!!" Mommy Winda said and got a crisp laugh from snag husband who of course he knew his wife was just joking.

Bunda Vinda stands beside a table that serves a lot of drinks and chatting with some close guests who are also family.

"Who is that girl? gino's candidate?" Asked a sister with a simple and beautiful appearance.

"Yes, I hope they're a match." Answer Mother Winda.

"They look good. Don't forget the news if there is good news. Ma'am happy." Said a brother named Agustina. Agustina is Dhani's half-brother.

Although a half-brother, but they still get along well even though both parents have long gone home.

"Sir, if there's a good candidate, it can be Ma'am." Said Dhani's Father.

"Candidate? for...? Ah~~, Alex yes?" Agustina guessed right while nodding.

"What a candidate, I'm just a housewife. I'm also not the kind of woman who likes to hang out with socialites." Agustina smiled knot.

"That's exactly what Mama. Alex is the type of man who likes to be prioritized, he does not want to be with independent women. I met my friend's son many times but it always ended in chaos. I'm embarrassed." Said Dhani's Father.

"He wants a plain woman who is easy to manage and obedient to him. " Said Mommy Winda.

"O~~~~. I have it but it looks like I'm a long way from Alex. His son is kind and beautiful he's still a distant brother with my husband."

The words of Agustina made Father Dhani and Mother Vinda sparkle at the same time.

"really? we can set the time for you." Said Bunda Winda enthusiastically.

In the kitchen.

When the event is underway.

"I don't want you to fail. Give the drink to both." Said Bunda Winda.

"But ma'am, what is this medicine?" Ijah asked innocently.

"Healthy medicine Mbok, let's quickly get a grandson." Said Mommy Winda lying. If told the original function of the drug, of course the mbok will not be invited to cooperate.

In a game we need tricks and tactics. Mommy Winda then smelled her sly smile.

At night, the party was over and everyone was home.

"Sir, why is my head so dizzy?" Dita complained of her condition being too low to walk.

"Why? you haven't eaten or what?" Gino took his attention.

Dita shaking. " No, that was. But, Sir..." Dita holding Gino's arm her face looked pale and limp.

"Let me take you to my room, take a short break while waiting for me to get you a headache medicine." Gino took Dita to his room.

"Eum~~ you're right. I can't answer the question either, sir. Your mother's sharp intuition I'm afraid our deal will be exposed by her." Complain Dita.

"Yes." Yeah."

Dita and Gino enter Gino's room. Dita just wanted to lie down immediately and close her eyes to eliminate the pain in her head.

Gino rests Dita in bed and is busy looking for drugs in her drawer.

"It's o...." Gino's not done talking yet he stopped when he saw Dita was asleep.

"Is he sick?" Gino fingered Dita's forehead.

"Ah no, the temperature is fine." Gino thought and equated Dita's body temperature with her body.

"Houmz....! My head, ah. is so sleepy." Gino took off his suit with the intention of changing into a casual shirt.

"Gosh my eyes why are they so sticky?" Gino who walked carrying his clothes finally fell face down near Dita's feet. Both are sleeping in the same bed.

In Jackie's room.

"Hhh, this house." Ayana grunted her sigh deeply and enjoyed the splendid sparkling night sky.

The footsteps drew closer and stopped and became silent. The figure of a handsome man who has now become Ayana's husband then put both hands to rest on the iron balcony fence.

"Why do you miss him?" Ask Jackie.

Ayana nodded. "Very." His words were soft but clearly in Jackie's ears.

"Let's go in, it's cold." Said Jackie who then turned around and was about to enter his room.

"Hem." Ayana just cleared her throat but still did not budge from her place.

"Ay, let's go in. You'll be sick." Jackie turned back and got closer to Ayana. He eroded away the distance that might only have a few centis left.

"Thank you for caring about me." Ayana looked down lethargic.

Capturing the unusual from his wife, Jackie then approached and crouched beside Ayana to observe the mimic of Ayana's face. Late-goals, a low voice sounded vibrating accompanied by the movement of the shoulders down and up.

"You're crying Ay? Wh why? what was? don't cry." Jackie was worried that he was holding his wife's hand and wiping her warmly.

"No, I'm not crying. My tears are just free-falling. I don't want to have this kind of situation. Forgive me for betraying your trust and feelings."

What Jackie caught from Ayana's crying was simply about her physical condition. Annoying, but it's a fact. The man was born without any emotional sensitivity. Not the physical direction of Ayana moaning, but on the complexity of her feelings at this time.

"No, it's all over. You'll heal Ay. You'll be able to walk again. You'll recover from your pain." Jackie rubs his wife's knee and then kisses both backs of Ayana's hands .

"Here, it hurts more than my feet." Ayana banged on her chest with sobbing sobs.

Jackie was silent, he just wanted to listen to what his wife had to say. What his wife has been feeling all along.

"I'm so sick that you married me just for revenge. Jack, I was married to Gino. But I swear, I never cheated on her or snatched her from Lena's sister." Ayana stared fixedly at the two black beads belonging to her husband.

"I swear, I agreed to it just because I wanted my father to stay alive."

"Then, as long as you're his wife, you're being nice to him? even you're pregnant with her son."

"Because that's what Lena wants, she's the one who keeps urging me to get pregnant fast. I have no choice, nor am I a holy man I do so in a legitimate and Halal status." Ayana tergugu nan pilu.

"Then why do you not want me to touch Ay with me at all?"

"A. I. don't want any more victims. If anyone should leave, it should be just me. If someone has to be sick, it should be just me. I don't want to if I'm pregnant with your child and you'll take it from me. It hurts, it hurts more than death."

Jackie shakes. It turned out that was his understanding all along. Ayana's traumatized, she's traumatized by pregnancy. She is afraid if pregnant and the womb or her child will reap all the benefits.

"No, Honey no. I regret listening to the wrong people. I was too stupid and consumed by all his incitement." Jackie spoke with tears that fell no less swift than the wife.

"I'm serious about this marriage. I really want us to be happy together." The words from Jackie made Ayana instantly raise her head. She looked into her husband's eyes and tried to find honesty there.

"We started everything from the beginning. I want to be happy until I grow old with you, baby." Jackie said sincerely.

Ayana was silent unmoved with tears still faithfully flooding her cheeks. His ears felt dizzy listening to the confession of the man who once said he would hurt him. Ayana was confused, which speech to believe.

With a haru atmosphere, full of emotional Jackie embraces Ayana in her arms.

"I love you, I don't want to hurt you. Ma's... I'm sorry."

Ayana nodded slowly. He decays, he collapses in the Lord's confession.