Siri's Wife Mr. Bryant

Chapter 104: A HUSBAND'S TALK

Whatever that woman thinks. He just thinks what he wants. However, the man who was expected to turn his head was already aware of all those changes, "Will you till when, you see me like that? You don't want to say anything, but the look in your eyes explains a lot. Have you forgotten my last words. Comehere! We can sit together and talk about whatever your heart and mind is about."

The gaze of the eyes that only through the reflection of the mirror, made the couple silent by staring at each other. There was no look of anger or intimidation from the man. While the wife's gaze looks sad with tears still being held back. Honestly speaking, it was not her intention to leave for so long without giving any news. However, family happiness is much more important than happiness itself. Although now, he must try to persuade the woman who became his life companion.

There is a sense of guilt for leaving a new wife these few days married. But all of that has to be done. Although now he must try to fulfill the obligations of a husband, so that the wife will return to listen to his explanation well. He shifted the position of the body, then walked over to the wife who turned her eyes. Without excuse, he held the long chin of the woman who is now facing him.

"Are you still mad at me or do you still think that I'm cheating on you with my ex-boyfriend?" the husband asked trying to be calm and said in a soft tone.

The question was on target and made the wife shake her head. Even in the heart of the woman nodded. But he did not want to prolong the problem. The gaze of the eyes covered with doubt that emanated from the eyes of the Flower, making Al inexhaustible. It is true, he is not at home, can not even give happiness or just attention. A tense situation, can only sigh for a moment so that his emotions back stable.

"Flower, do you want to be a good wife?" Al asked, and the man's question made the wife immediately return her eyes, "Be the way she should be. Be yourself. Honest from the heart and also verbal. I will never mind anything you say. If you're angry, vent it on me. If you're sad, tell me or just hug me. If you don't feel comfortable, complain to me. I'm your husband."

"This relationship will not work, if from one side only. I'm just trying to be honest and make you understand. That we are one. This relationship, not one into two parts. From the beginning, you know. If I wasn't just yours, but mine. So is yourselves. It's true, I'm very busy out there doing a lot of work. However, you have the right to scold me or even punish me. If it is, I can't make you happy."

"I can't say what love means. It teaches the meaning of love itself. However, trust me I will strive to be a husband who can keep this relationship in a normal and healthy state. Now, tell me. Where are the flowers that are used to making noise? Where did the always cheerful girl disappear? Is it because of this marriage, shackling yourself?"

"The Flower of Alkan Putra. You hear me? I don't like your silence. This time, you forced me to speak at length. What do you want? Silent eyes, tightly locked lips, line of tension. Until when, our relationship will be stuck in the same place. Last time, I told you the truth, but you wouldn't listen to me."

Alkan was silent for a moment while breathing air, then releasing slowly. Only that could neutralize the feeling in his heart, the hand he used to hold his wife's chin. He was taken off, then walked to his bedroom window. While the flower is still silent and does not want to interrupt or complain about anything. This time, he was still preparing to listen to the worst possible explanation of the husband.

"You're thinking, I went back to see Sifani. Well, I met the woman who was once my heart's idol. It must have hurt to hear this fact, but do you know." Al paused his words, to be honest the heart and mind were still not ready to tell the truth that was scratching the wound in his heart, "The woman who made you jealous is gone. I visited the final resting place of my first love. If you still have doubts, come on, we can see directly."

"Flower, I'll give you a week. Think carefully about our relationship. Don't assume I'm doing this because I don't intend to maintain our marriage relationship. Every promise I make, I will keep it. But what does promise mean? When the person I want to hold hands with, can't give me confidence."

Al turned around, then walked back to his wife. Once again, he looked into the eyes of the Flower, then revealed a sincere smile, "I am always here, and I will not go anywhere. Use your time for a week well. In the meantime, I'm gonna solve Bryant's household problems. Right, you didn't hear me wrong. Right now, my focus is on Bryant and Hazel."

Al finished his talk. The man intended to leave his wife in order to think calmly. However, when you want to turn your body. Suddenly, the Flower scatters around hugging him. Just contact him, his movement was restrained, "I'm sorry, this is my fault. You should not doubt you from the beginning. Don't go, stay here. Let my homesickness be avenged with warm embrace...,"

Flowers were unable to continue every word that was strung in his mind. All can not be expressed and all that remains is a sobbing with guilt mixed with the longing of a wife. Al could feel the trembling of his female body. Seeing the situation calm down and improving, the man returned the embrace of the wife while rubbing the woman's head. One word that can be said. Alhamdulillahot.

Togetherness that ends misunderstandings between husband and wife becomes a happy moment. The couple is setting their hearts to maintain a household bond that is still a bean sprout. Why that? Well, because the two men just got married and there hasn't been a matter of months. Especially years, if it's corn. They will soon be familiar with their daily habits. Aye right? Yes, yes, let that be written.

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