Remember Me, My Husband!

The Forgotten Promise

Silence greeted Arlan upon entering the house. There only looks Bik Wiwin who seems to be turning off some of the main lights. It seemed like the other residents were already in their respective rooms.

"Where is my wife, Bik?"

Bik Wiwin jumped to hear a voice that suddenly sounded breaking the silence. "Eh, is Den Arlan home yet? Em ... Non Laura was in her room from earlier, Den. Maybe you're asleep."

"I mean Maysha."

Bik Wiwin can feel the very cold tone of Arlan. Not as friendly as usual. But he did not dare to ask. "Non Maysha is also in her room, Den."

"Well, I'll go upstairs first." Bik Wiwin just nodded politely. Staring at the back of the master who was slowly walking down the stairs.

Upon arriving upstairs, Arlan looks into Maysha's room. Then slowly approached standing right in the doorway. The shadows of Maysha's togetherness with Rio again sprung up in memory.

The discomfort that made him claustrophobic prompted him to barge in without tapping first. Maysha was sitting leaning on the bed with her phone in hand. As Arlan was glued to the spot, Maysha, who was usually clad in covered clothes and hijab, was now wearing only satin sleepwear. Show off her perfect body shape wrapped in pure white skin. Her hair was long, black and shiny. His skin was clean and glowing, making him look much younger than usual. 

Maysha, shocked by her husband's sudden arrival, got up and put her phone on the table. 

“Mas ...,” call him astonished. Because Arlan does not usually go into the room without knocking on the door.

“Whose phone is same?”

Maysha did not immediately answer after realizing her husband's cold tone as holding back anger. His hands were clenched, his jaws tightened, and his gaze was sharply raining down.

"Doctor Rio?" guess Arlan in a very cold tone. Maysha already sensed that something was strange.

"Yes. He's been asking something."

"Oh ...." Arlan again grabbed the doorknob. Maysha thought the man was going to come out of the room. Apparently not, because he suddenly closed the door and locked it from the inside. "Have you finished with Doctor Rio's business?"

Again, Maysha was silent. Arlan's words sounded so cynical in the ears. There's a dislike tone from there.

Maysha immediately put on a cautious stance as Arlan stepped closer. With an unexpected movement he gripped the two arms of the woman firmly. Pull her forward and thrust that slender body into her field chest. 

Maysha reacted quickly. Both of his hands were trying to push Arlan's chest. However, in vain because Arlan locked his body so tight.

“Mas, what's with ...” Maysha's words were cut in the air. His heart is beating very fast. His whole body was trembling. Arlan silenced her with a kiss. Maysha could even feel how wildly Arlan devoured her lips. 

"Where did Mario get home last night?" asked Arlan shortly after removing the link.

Maysha froze at the question. Arlan's raining gaze made his body crumble.

"I'm out to ...."

Maysha replied, Arlan has thrown her into bed. Then unbutton the shirt that wrapped his body and throw it origin.

Maysha who was still in a confused state tried to shift positions. But suddenly Arlan pulled his legs and crawled over his body. His efforts to revolt did not bear fruit at all, because his strength lost far from Arlan. 

“Mas, let me go! What's wrong with you?” scream Maysha. Instead of letting go, Arlan was getting more savage. Maysha can only thrash under the man's control. Within seconds his eyeballs had already melted the clear liquid.

Not heeding Maysha's refusal and resistance, Arlan pulled the woman's clothes until several buttons were unraveled. Her wet lips scoured the curves of the neck. Next to his hand has even played on two mounds belonging to Maysha. 

“Do not, Mas!” Maysha can only hiss withhold the strange sensation that is evoked from every touch of Arlan on her body. Both hands reflexively grabbed hair to keep Arlan's head away from the curve of his neck. But it looks like it's been a fist of responsibility for Arlan. It's getting out of control.

"I don't like you being close to other men. Understood?" hiss Arlan. Maysha again silenced her with her lips. As he was about to move down, Maysha's sobs slowly swept over the ears. It was also with the woman's body that was trembling and she could feel it clearly.

"Please don't, Mom!" lirih Maysha, trying to keep Arlan away with the rest of the energy. Although fully aware that Arlan. has the right as a husband, but for Maysha not by force as it is now. They've never even done it before.

Arlan silently looked at the woman under his power. The moans and tears that flowed from Maysha's pair of eyeballs made her heart feel like it was being slashed.

"Aragh!" Arlan. In that instant he felt a great throbbing in his head. The pieces of the past began to hit his mind in droves.

“I received the marriage and marriage of Maysha Alifa Hadikusuma bint Allan Hadikusuma with a cash dowry of 99 thousand riyals and a diamond ring of 3 carats in cash because of Allah.” 

The man closed his eyes. The longer the pulsation in the head the more excruciating. The voice piece that was so loud said a promise kept buzzing in the ears.

“On this day after the marriage contract, I Arlan Alviano promise with great heart that I will take care of my wife named Maysha Alifa Hadikusuma as well as possible in accordance with the teachings of Islam.”  

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