Possive Husband

PH-8

PoV Satria

My eyes were completely fixed on Meisha who was sleeping beside me. I like the whole thing. Her beautiful parasites are seen, thick eyebrows, manic hazel, with a slightly pointed nose and tiny lips. She's beautiful, I don't want a hypocrite not to lie about it in my own person.

I changed my position sideways, propped my head up with my hands and peed my elbows on the pillow. Right now I can notice Meisha more clearly from this position. Meisha looked so happy in her sleep, inevitably I smiled a little while remembering my relationship with Meisha lately so much better after our short drama on the stairs.

One hand stretched out, removing the long strands of saskia hair that covered her face. Sometimes, a cross of mind to touch it through my head. For as much as I am a normal man, Meisha is my legal wife in both law and religion. All that was able to hold me back was a ridiculous contract about our marriage matchmaking. I don't want at all.

Meisha suddenly moved uncomfortably, she turned to face me and her forehead frowned. Is he dreaming? what was in his dream? I rubbed his head gently again, although I did not know it was affecting him or not but I hope it can give him peace in his sleep.

When I gently stroked her head, you suddenly remembered how it was when I first met Meisha. The girl who was having a great argument with her own father, if at that time I did not decide to speak, maybe the debate would continue even more intense.

At that time I felt funny at his words telling me to learn to accept all of this, because he and I were going to be husband and wife. Though in fact, until the time specified Meisha alone still can not accept this matchmaking problem.

Papa didn't give me a choice for this, I'm required to accept. I always had the opportunity to choose in many ways. I don't mind, to be honest this isn't a heavy thing that should be a serious burden. This is only a contract marriage that will expire at the specified time. But it turns out that I was mistaken, it was all just my initial thought and as time went on, I didn't know that thought would turn into tying my whole world to Meisha.

Actually I don't have any relationship with my ex-lover Queen, I just don't want a woman willing to lose her life for my sake. I really feel no different from a jerk who's dating behind his wife and given permission anyway.

But, I sensed that Meisha was also close to some men. Actually I really want to scold Meisha when I know that she was delivered by a man with a sports car. And I can make sure it's not the same guy that drove him on the bike. How many men does Meisha have? Is she really a young woman with a man? It's really annoying that my shadow happens.

“nggak..”

I suddenly gasped in shock from my daydream as Meisha's shrill voice sounded. I cringe. Is Meisha Meisha a nightmare? I stroked my palm gently back at his head.

“no! Don'tdon't…. Don't hold. No!”

I flinched as Meisha began to rebel, she screamed that she was still asleep.

“Meisha” I said to him who was still asleep. I changed my position to sit, both my hands were busy holding Meisha's hand which hit her own head blindly.

“don't. I beg you not!” this time Meisha's screams were louder. Okay, these few days he's always been a nightmare but not as great as tonight.

“Meisha hey calm!” I gently rubbed his head and trapped both of his hands in one hand.

Slowly Meisha's movements hit her head began to weaken, now Meisha began to cry. God, why Meisha? why doesn't he just wake up.

Meisha gasped for a moment, now she woke up and her gaze was blank for a while until Meisha finally looked at me.

“Satria” call it weak. I put on as much expression as I could, but I knew everything from a few days ago.

“you nightmare la—” I said disconnected. Meisha was silent, her one hand raised removing the remains of tears on her face.

“tadi me. I dream.. Julian”

“drink first” I cut off Meisha's speech, the sentence was chaotic irregular. I thrust a glass full of water that I took from the nightstand next to the bed.

I saw Meisha's hand tremble as it took the glass from my hand, I hurriedly retrieved the glass as Meisha thrust it back at me. After he drank it just a few gulps.

“who's Julian?” manya curious. I can't hide this curiosity, to be honest I'm the kind of person who cares deeply about the people I care about.

Right, from the moment of the drama I felt I was starting to lose to myself. I lost on my promise not to love Meisha at the wedding. But I'm actually getting interested in Meisha.

Meisha shook her head slowly, looking terrified within her. He bent his knees, hugged him tightly and his eyes looked back blankly at the indeterminate direction.

“I can't tell you about him” he said muffled. I took my breath in, okay. All may have their own time, and Meisha will tell me.

“its okay” I forced him to raise his head.

“now you are sleeping again. It's only 2 am” continued me. I interrupted Meisha to break her body. There was a look of wonder in her gaze at me, but Meisha did not resist and made a revolt. Meisha followed my instructions to lie down.

“tidur” said after joining meisha. He closed his eyes, but it seemed that Meisha had trouble sleeping. Maybe the fear is still there.

Without a doubt, I slid one hand against his neck. While the other one pulled Meisha's waist to make her tiny body more docked to me.

“aku. Sleep, don't be afraid of nightmares again” I said as I felt Meisha's body stiffen in my arms. And I smiled with relief as I realized Meisha hesitantly also wrapped one hand around my waist.

I once warned Meisha to keep her heart in our second meeting. Actually, I was warning myself at the time. I'm afraid I'll fall in love with her and can't let her live free later.