She's My Husband!!!

Surprising Statement

In because it has not been updated for a long time, readers are asked to read the previous part, so that there is no word forget about this storyline.

Davina did not deny if the problems that arise is also because she kept the marriage secret between herself and Harris. Davina was aware, aware of that. But this was not the end he had hoped for.

Crying out!

That was all Davina could do now when nothing could be her resting place. Her husband and best friend are not there.

Now he was crying alone, holding back the pain itself. By sitting on the library bench, which is quiet at this hour.

"No one's really talking about them!" davina screams in the heart.

Again, Davina's cries grew louder. His heart was so hurt. The issue began to sound.

"Why,, sick, you know,,"

If indeed Davina did the things they were accused of. He just deserves that kind of scorn. But in fact Davina here is a victim, a victim of arranged marriage. Not sell yourself, seduce for material reasons, or get pregnant out of wedlock. All of that happened purely because Davina and Harris were already halal.

Davina grimaced when she felt her stomach cramp a little, she took a breath so that she was calm and her fetus was not tense.

Davina gently stroked her distended stomach, while occasionally monologuing as if she was talking to the baby.

"You're sad, aren't you? Maafin Mamah can't protect you from their spicy mouth."

"You're wrong, not you darling."

Davina continued to talk to the baby in her stomach and forgot for a moment the problems that befell her.

Harris saw the woman he had been looking for earlier turned out to be in the library. It was not usual for the woman to set foot there. The woman is not in good condition.

"Chem,"

Deheman's voice managed to distract Davina. He looked up, and saw who was standing not far from where he was sitting.

"Harris!!" as quickly as lightning the distended woman ran into the arms of the man she so wanted to embrace in her arms.

Simultaneously, Davina's tears rolled back down her two smooth cheeks.

Harris was aware of Davina's suddenly shaking shoulders.

"Why you?" he looked at the face of his wife, who was a few days away from him.

"All my gosipins, they accuse me of being a bad woman and getting pregnant out of wedlock" Davina told Harris.

"They, who do you mean?"

"Everyone, the students here are doing me."

"Don't cry. They don't know the truth." Harris calmed his wife.

Actually Harris had heard themselves the scorn they had for Davina as well as herself, when she came to the campus to surprise Davina, if she returned sooner. Unfortunately, he himself was shocked to hear the fact that during his departure out of town, Davina had already been insulted like that. The difference, if yesterday they just whispered behind.

"Where not crying, they despise my pride Mas." The call was valid again.

"Quiet, soon I'll straighten this out. No, don't cry anymore. They say that because they don't know the truth." He said while cupping his wife's cheeks using both hands.

Harris pulled Davina's body closer, clutching her in an embrace. But Davina's cries never subsided. Even worse, suddenly there was a lecturer who entered there. Davina's reflex released Harris's embrace.

"Sorry, I'm disturbing" said the awkward lecturer who was none other than Mr. Hery who told Harris to attend a charity event at that time.

Seeing who came, Harris reflex released his embrace on Davina so that the lecturer did not get bad. "Please don't misunderstand me. It's not what they're talking about" Harris said.

Harris said that because he knew not only students, but also lecturers who had been exposed to cheap gossip.

Mr. Hery nodded, "Not to worry, Mr. Harris. I already know your real relationship, I know the news circulating is hoax only." he said.

"Do you know where?" this time it was Davina who opened her voice.

"From Shafira," he said.

Both Harris and Davina were equally flabbergasted about it. Where does Shafira know all this??

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Davina was relieved now, after that on campus. Harris made a startling statement, breaking the rumors, leaving those who defamed him and his wife silent. All they could do was bow their heads, as if their heads were so heavy they were unable to sustain such great shame.

So, it's not true if they think Davina's the wrong woman or whatever. All Harris wants is for no one to insult his wife and child again. Because if that happens, Harris will legally process it under the pretext of defamation.

Well, after the incident where Harris found Davina crying in the library. Harris made a shocking statement. It's about his relationship with Davina. Where the marriage relationship that they have been keeping secret, must be immediately dismantled for the common good.

Night had arrived, now Davina was sitting leaning on the bed, replying to messages that she had not had time to reply from the morning because she did not open her cellphone at all.

"Assalamualaikum," said Harris into the room. He just returned from the mosque.

"Waalaikumussalam, you've come home Mas." Davina got out of bed.

"You're lying down, Davina" said Harris, who Davina had been following. He sat back there.

Harris came to the bed, sitting next to his wife. Without waiting, Davina rested her head on Harris' chest.

"Comfortable, hm?" harris Goda.

Davina smiled. "Yes, it's very comfortable. Tau gini, why not just from the past."

"Wrong you yourself, you used to not want to sleep in bed. Now nempel continues to be like a stamp." Harris quipped.

"Yes-yes, I did. I don't know, either, if it turns out to be this comfortable." Davina tightened her embrace.

"You're funny, honey."

Cup...

Harris kisses Davina's cheek, making Davina blush.

"Thank you, Davina." said Harris.

"I should be the one to thank you, Mas." Davina replied.

Harris frowned, "For a kiss?" tanyakanya.

"No, for this morning. I have taken me away from all these accusations. Try it, I'm not going home today. I don't know how broken I was this morning."

"Mas is also grateful to be able to go home sooner, so it can protect you. From now on, don't be afraid anymore" Harris said.

"I'm sorry too. Because of me, Mas's good name is getting tainted."

"It's okay, the important thing is that everything is clear. Let's just take the wisdom out of this matter." Harris replied.

"But it..."

"That's it, don't talk about it again, beautiful. Kasian dede baby so depressed" said Harris while stroking the whereabouts of his child.

"Yes, yeah,"

"Owh, yeah. Have you been drinking milk yet?" ask Harris.

Davina shook her head, "Not yet."

"It's a habit, I always remind you" said Harris, then he went to the kitchen to make a glass of nutrition for the baby.

Soon he returned with a glass of milk.

"Please drink, beautiful." said Harris.

"What the hell, from that was pretty-pretty mulu" said Davina upset, because she felt Harris just mocked her.

"Why, my wife is beautiful. Especially with a stomach that is swollen. So sexy," he said he intended to try Davina.

"Hihh, you lascivious ustadz." Davina pinched Harris' thigh hard.

"Aww, Davina's sick." ringis Harris rubbed her thighs.

"Racaine!" said Davina was upset, after finishing her milk she immediately threw herself down to her husband.

"Oh my God, what a trial is this. The first night was even given a back." Harris's mind rubbed his chest.

That means the first night after Harris came back from out of town, yeah guys. Wkwkw.

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