PRISON LOVE For STELLA

Between the Two Choices

Lutfi managed to get Safira to wear that outfit. The father of one child only smiled when he saw the sullen face of the wife. The woman was so adorable as she grumbled annoyed at him. But Lutfi doesn't care. For to him, the sin of the wife is now his sin. Want it not to have to

taking Sapphira to the right path.

"Would I take you home now what will it be?" lutfi asked with a bursting smile.

"Know ah!" safira answered while sitting on the sofa by raising her legs and bending them and hugging them. This woman is upset.

"Well, how do you know ah? Want to go home now or later or do you want to be here, Naya?" ask Lutfi again.

Safira refused to answer. He even cried out in annoyance.

"Kok even cry, piye to iki. Ask to be hugged ya heemm," ledek Lutfi while stretching his hands want to embrace Sapphira.

"Awas dare to hug!" threaten Sapphira with an annoyed look.

"Okay, don't hug that. Tell me why crying? What the fuck? What makes you cry?" lutfi Cecar.

Safira. Lazy to serve Lutfi who he thought was kind enough to him.

"Don't cry, Ra! I'm okay with you. I just want you to close the aurat, because of your sin, I'm going with you now" said Lutfi meekly. Safira did not want to look at her husband. But he listened. His heart feels sliced. Fearful.

Afraid that he will fall in love with Lutfi. Afraid that he won't be able to separate from Lutfi. Afraid that, Lutfi could not accept his past. Then go leave him.

There's no way a woman can't fall in love with a man as good and beautiful as this. Although it sucks and educates him in a way that might be said to be unusual. Still, Lutfi still had a plus in his heart.

Safira kept his mouth shut. He refused to answer every word that man said. However, it was undeniable that he wanted the man's embrace. Want protection from that peia. I don't know, Safira doesn't know how to behave.

"I work first yes, if you want to eat stay say aunty. Later aunty masakin, or buyin. Whatever you want. I just got this money, you hold it. If you want anything to buy," said Lutfi while handing over a white envelope containing a sheet of money.

"No, I have money!" reject Safira ketus.

"I know you have. I also know that you have more money than mine. But I have your duty. Don't be rejected, please. You may abuse me, be angry with me but please do not increase my sin" Lutfi replied gently. This man also seemed to rest in front of the wife who is now sulking on the sofa.

What a romantic sight for anyone who sees it. Not with Sapphira. This woman is even uncomfortable. Dare not look at my husband. Because Lutfi was too handsome for him.

"Don't look at me like that!" ban Safira while hiding her face.

Lutfi smile. Prohibition is not a ban. But even like an urge to tease the beautiful woman.

"Why? My eyes were cleared to see you twenty-four hours," Lutfi replied with a joke as usual.

"You why the hell, really cute. It's ah there!" Safira pushes Lutfi's chest. Lutfi who was not ready, of course, fell. Lutfi's hand accidentally grabbed Safira's hand. Spontaneous body Sapphira also fell, overlaying the body of the husband.

Luckily there were no lip collisions there. But their eyes meet. The sparkle of love is real they feel. The proof is that they are comfortable with their current position.

"New bride yes, Ma. I don't know a place like this!" laskar said while chuckling.

Spontaneous he love that was immediately surprised. Wrong behavior, of course. Sapphira quickly moved from Lutfi's chest. Lutfi is the same. He soon moved away from Sapphira.

It was obvious that they were both nervous. Their faces look red with embarrassment. Getting the Warriors back out their jokes.

"The romance we will be cepet dapet Lutfi this junior, Ma, if this is the story. Uh, but not pa-pa. Do your work to make!" canda Laskar chuckled.

"Ih, Papa what the hell. We were just anu, we were. He's Pa, keep making a fuss!" safira replied, wrong way.

"No, I'm not the one who fussed. Fira is pushing!" lutfi tried to defend himself.

"Fira push because you're close!" safira did not want to lose.

Laskar and Laila could only stare in wonder at the couple. Zein said they were tom and jerry.

"Easy-after. Don't keep fighting. Papa didn't want to see you guys fight. Papa came here to see the beautiful granddaughter. Where, where is he?" asked Laskar trying to distract them. Lazy to see them noisily so.

"She, Pa. Sleep again!" safira replied as she stepped up to take Naya in the room. Lutfi did not want to lose, he also wanted to take Ara in the room. Unfortunately, a collision between them also occurred. So back to sparking a fight.

"Ih, what the hell! There, let me just take Naya!" safira ketus.

"Ih, how could that be. I promise you can't get close to Naya" Lutfi replied, whispering in annoyance.

"His son, she's my daughter!" safira replied.

"Eh, who said it!" Lutfi won't lose.

The quarrel again made Laskar and Laila want to laugh. But also angry.

Finally, Laskar and Laila decided to go into Lutfi's room to see for themselves if Naya was okay. Because the last they heard Naya had a fever because I was teething.

"You better step aside, if you want to make a fuss, there's a storm outside. Let oma same opa aja who take care of Naya. You guys, it's still a big storm!" said Laskar while barging in, passing him lovebirds who are still cool in the argument. Bungling with Laila. This middle-aged woman simply smiled and followed in the footsteps of her husband.

Lutfi and Sapphira are still staring at each other. Confused, but no more arguments.

***

Anxiety is now being felt by a Zein. He was afraid that his parents would find out about Berliana. How will he explain this to the Stella family. Moreover, the ex's husband is his best friend. It was undeniable that Zein was a little riled up. This handsome guy is pensive. Think of a way to explain this to both parents. Zein doesn't want to hurt anyone. With any problem.

Seriate...