Pursuing the Love of Siti

125. Husband Carried

Pov Jihan's

My eyes opened when the sunlight glared at my sight. A sweet man fell asleep next to me being the first man I saw when I opened my eyes. The man who suddenly married me after Rangga's absence at our wedding. His hands were curled up above my stomach, making me satisfied to look at him. I was too lazy to get out of bed, and I was reluctant to wake her up.

"For my wife." He kissed my forehead.

"August, husband. Looks like you're very good, but we haven't done anything."

As soon as his face smiled, his hands gently caressed my face. There was a sense of peace as he put my head on his shoulder.

"Why didn't we get married, Han?" he said that he had put his lips back on mine.

"What do you want to call? What's my brother?"

"Don't brother, you'll be my rival." He pinched my nose.

"Udah, wake up dong. It's noon, mama and papa must have been waiting for breakfast." I pulled his hand out of the bed.

But it turns out he pulled my body up to his position above me. I began to follow the rhythm of the beating heart, his face began to approach me, the attack he made me lulled.

I close my hands to her waist, tight but I enjoy it.

"I want it now, han."

I slowly released his body. The fear came back, I was afraid he was disappointed with my situation.

"Sorry, I'm not ready yet."

I looked back at his hopeful face. But I'm still afraid of disappointing him.

"Why look at me like that, Han. If you are not ready, papa. I'm still waiting, we're husband and wife."

My eyes blinked and realized my husband had entered the bathroom. Back focus I'm looking for a change of clothes for her. A black suit with a sky blue shirt was my choice.

"Han, please get a towel." Pekiknya from the bathroom.

"Nih" I handed her a towel.

"Akbaaaaaarr!"

The shower water soaked my body. My eyes widened when her innocent body was plastered in front of me. I closed my face, ashamed of the sight before me.

"You've seen it. When can't I?"

"What the hell?" I pinched the waist of the man who had become my impromptu husband.

I am happy because this man is the man I love. Only I'm afraid that he knows my true circumstances.

Akbar put his hand around my neck. Back to lip union. We felt the love we both had that we were going to start after we got married.

" I love you, Jihan."

"Love you to, Akbar shahputra."

The flashback

Like a stroke of my destiny is not for Rangga. It's just that what I don't like about him is Rangga's indecision in this relationship, if I don't want to say from the beginning, I have no problem.

Imagine my family feeling destroyed, the invitations scattered, even the location of the reception has been determined, now happily he does not appear to the wedding.

It hurts! It's not because I didn't marry her. Not because I felt what my parents felt. It's hard for them to prepare everything, in the end it becomes this way.

I saw a bad taste on Auntie Raya's face. He reported that Rangga had reported that he was already in Japan.

"Sorry Rangga, Jihan. Auntie didn't think she was doing this. This morning he had breakfast before he left."

I can't answer. There's a whack in the chest, but what can I do. Crying out? my cry will not make Rangga come back, because all I know is that she is in love with Ina. But what about my mom and dad.

I'm sure papa is currently in a frenzy.

"Damples"

"Momuu!" I hugged a woman who was like my own mother.

"You're patient, son. Maybe he's not your soul mate."

"I .... shame .. is this karma for me? for once tripping Ilham to marry siti."

"Don't, this isn't karma, son. This is the destiny you have to accept. You remember, they were scammed in the end they stayed married. Someday you'll find a companion."

"I know my past, Mom. But if it's any other man, I'm not sure he's willing to accept my situation. The circumstances of a woman who has ever been pregnant out of wedlock."

Checklic

"Jihannon"

Clara appeared to embrace me. He was my only friend who was always in joy and sorrow.

"Bad brat of Rangga! If I meet him I break his body I keep throwing it into the crocodile pit." His words are full of emotion.

"Already say. Then he's not my soul mate, that's all."

"Yes, but jihan. I'm in peace with everyone, hurting my best friend. If he doesn't want to say it from the beginning.

Uh, I saw Jonathan. You once said he was your secretary now. If he asks for Rangga's replacement, don't want to! Just don't want to!"

"Why?"

"Yes, because he's not sincere with you, Jihan. You forgot your papa had a problem with Jo's family. Anyway if you still love your parents stay away from Jonathan."

Clique

POVs Akbar

I was just breathing when I just finished Zuhur prayer. Sari comes with gold kebaya alloy that makes it look beautiful.

"Kok take me? Bring your girlfriend"

Of course I refused. Thought I was a fuckin' guy.

"Help me, my boss is getting married today. I'm ashamed I don't have a partner."

"But, Sari.."

"Please..." Sari kept begging me to be her companion at her boss's party.

A moment! The boss! Is Jihan? Why don't I think there?

"I'll change my clothes first." Pamitku to Sari.

Sari and I went to Jihan and Rangga's wedding. We were picked up by the grab car in front of my alley. I deliberately did not bring a motorbike for fear of damaging Sari's makeup.

Bismil was bornohmanirrahim, strengthen me O God. Strengthen my heart when I see them together.

Please heart to accept the fact that Jihan and I are not a match.

"Why are you, bar?"

"What am I, sari?"

"You're like someone else praying. Doain what? Doain so that we follow .. first I like you, bar. But ...."

"But why?"

"But that guy likes other girls. It's just that she wasn't confident, until she told her sister I wasn't the man's wife."

" asssh, Mayang told you the same story, huh? I'm so embarrassed. Sorry, yeah."

"No papa. If I could just know who that girl is."

"He ..."

"Sir, ma'am is this the place?" The driver stopped in front of Jihan's house.

"How many sir?"

"20 grand, sir."

"This is sir" I'll give you fifty thousand.

"Just make it back to you."

The father accepted my payment and thanked me.

I looked at the mirror in front of Jihan's house. Tidying up my clothes and face to make it look neat. Sometimes I breathe, to look ready.

"Yuk"

Sari took me walking into the party. Looks like people are starting to get busy and then preparing for the event. I don't know anything, Sari pulled me into the back room.

"Sir Clara I brought the man."

"Start! What does this mean, Sari."

"Let me explain inside, Akbar. You come with me to the make up room. NOW!"

Clara immediately pulled my hand into a room.

"Sir, the groom has arrived. So please dress her as handsome as possible."

"Wait!"

Clara passed by leaving me in the bridal chamber. I who was still confused ventured to ask the fairy.

"What's the matter, ma'am?"

"That gas replaces the runaway groom-to-be."

"Snow?"

"Well, mas. It looks like Ali syakieb. Same goes with beautiful Jihan."

Oh God, is this the answer to my prayers all along. Thank you God. I promise to love her with all my soul.

"You're ready, bar"

Clara came back to see me. This time he is not alone but with Sari and Jihan's parents. They finally explained the real meaning.

"One you should know Akbar. Jihan loves you, only she's insecure because ...."

"Because what?"

"Because our daughter was pregnant out of wedlock, son. But it's up to Akbar son. If you mind please go home, we don't force." said Mama Kiki.

Chequek!

"Brother Akbar Syahputra, I married and married my daughter named Jihan Almira bint Alex prasetyo with a dowry a set of prayer tools paid in cash."

"I accept the marriage of Jihan Almira bint Alex Prasetyo with a dowry a set of prayer tools paid for in cash."

"Yeah"

"Saaaaaah" Shouted the invitations.