
“You why cry? I'm sorry, if it's too cruel to you?”
'I'm not crying because of you Mas. only, my heart is too painful when the shadow of Riwan-your sisters are always dancing and disturbing the soul.I'm sorry, Mas ..."
Rinjani?" Rivan waved his hand right in front of Rinjani's face.His forehead shriveled.What's wrong with Rinjani?
Rinjani silent a thousand languages. Reluctant to answer. Just looking away and straying close to the window.
Shut up, maybe that's all I can do. It's just that the resentment is getting coagulated in the heart.
The time is rolling. The dew drops began to coagulate into the mega-devices. The sun no longer shows its light. The water that fell along with the tears. They seem to know, the wounds of the heart are so late because they do not love.
Rinjani's fingers clung to the glass that began to condense.
“Why should it be like this?” lirih.
Wh why? Be late. He cried a thousand times until the sky fell. Everything has happened.
“You can reject it yesterday?” Rinjani gasps to find Rivan watching her.
Of course Rinjani accepted the proposal. He thought the one who proposed to him was Riwan-his current brother-in-law not Rivan-her current husband (forced). What would happen if Rivan found out about this? Don't let it happen …
Should he feel guilty? No. gabe. It was all his fault. Among the thousand girls why did he choose me?
“Because you are the son of Mr. Marno.” replied Rinjani flatly.very stupid, if he told me everything.
“Only because of it?” Rivan was doubtful. Just because Rinjani's father was willing to accept his proposal.
I want to ask further. But cut off his intentions.
“Iya.” Rinjani replied briefly.
Both are equally silent struggling with their respective turmoil.
Time shows at 23.06 WIB. Rivan opened his room. Netraya see a typical carved teak wood divan with a 30 cm springbed mattress. Turn to the girl who is currently a wife. Her aura is so stunning. Her hair was perfectly severed on the lap of a pillow. Step by step Rivan slowly approached.
“What are you doing?” Rinjani rubs her eyes.
Caresses. He felt the touch of a hand that was wiping the tip of the head. His eyes still refused to wake up from sleep. But quickly dismissed. This place still feels foreign.
His heart felt pity with the suffering of the girl in his eyes.again a sense of maludan prestige always mastered.
Dishonor twisted back to look at the figure of the girl who had been presumptuous to steal the heart. The curls were waving as if shouting seductively. His shrill and irritating voice was why it had turned into a nestapa. I'm sorry Rinjani.
“Not to panic. I won't touch someone who doesn't love me.” Rivan flat said.
His hand pulled the blanket Rinjani was wearing. The girl in front of him is now glaring. Perfect round.
“Hey, this is my blanket!” rinjani. Both of his hands were busy pulling the thick cloth.
While the eyes of the two were clashing. Chest vibrates. Butwhy?
Actually, Rivan was so lazy to argue. There is a pull between the two.
Huf ... Rivan breathed.
“Ayolah ..., I can't sleep without a blanket ..” Rinjani groans hoping to be pitied.
It turned out that not the man before him was very cold. More precisely insensitive and un-female. everywhere men should give up right? While her? Ah, forget.
“OK ..” Rivan finally relented.
His legs quickly jumped into the bed. His body is very tired.
A touch?
Bury all those desires. Even you know, there is not a single part of my body that I will present.
I hope you understand.
"Why are you sleeping in bed?" Rinjani glanced sharply.
"Down you!"
"is it better to let me sleep here, or am I demanding my right as a husband? ys ... You just choose ..."