Stranger is Love

Guarantee Will Not Be Known

Have a handsome husband, rich, and good, especially the less to choose to stay with other men? I myself do not know for sure, which is clear as long as Yogi does not want to release Difa, I will not release the Sultan.

That's break-even.

If she can date another woman, when we're married, why not me?

This may sound selfish to you, but I am this way to keep the heart from getting too hurt, even though the Yogi behind Difa is all mine. He loves me and so do I.

"Huh, what?" This time with a very annoying Yogi pulled my lips until a manyun for a long time gave an answer to his question.

I should have been angry about it, but I wasn't. I smiled when I saw her laughing, laughing at my cute face because of her duck-like lips.

"Yogi!" He laughed with satisfaction after he managed to prank me. He could have a short kiss on the lips that are still sweet and then ran to the bathroom. "Observe you, yes. I'm aduin with Difa!"

Yogi did not care, he had closed the bathroom door, while I smiled shyly because of his behavior.

"Jeng, the shampoo's up!" juga Yogi after opening the bathroom door, he just took out his hand.

"I put it in the usual place. Find the right one, dong!"

"Nothing, Jeng. Here if you don't believe!" Without hesitation and suspicion, I approached Yogi and the annoying man who was already my husband pulled my body into the bathroom. He immediately closed the door.

"Why did you pull me here? I've taken a shower!" I stared at him who was even adorable and then ignored him and took the shampoo I put next to the soap. In the usual place.

"Don't fuck around or I'll report to Difa!" I again threatened him when he was about to prank me by turning on the shower.

In that instant, Yogi's hand switched to taking the shampoo out of his hand. With a flat and expressionless face he told me to get out before changing my mind.

At times like that, sometimes I feel like Yogi doesn't love me completely. His heart still connects with Difa, his girlfriend of three years and says she loves me only because I told her first.

My daydreams were up when the Yogi who had finished bathing hugged me from behind. The smell of soap in his body so calmed me from the thoughts about him and Difa.

"You're daydreaming, why, anyway?"

I just shook my head, let go of his embrace and turned around. I looked into the beautiful eyes of the man who had been married to me for two months.

"Sometimes I think, you actually love me or you don't, do you?" Yogi shut up and shifted his eyes. His hand is now on my waist. Within this close distance, I could feel a gust of Yogi's breath. The drops of water from his hair hit my face I did not ignore, to want to know the answer through the look of his eyes.

"Ah, stop. You're going to say it's not time!" I chose to look up and admire my husband.

"I'm going to the kitchen, help Mama get breakfast ready. I'm ready for the clothes!" Without waiting for an answer from Yogi, I decided to leave the room.

Yogi kept me from being calm all the time, even though he was really sweet when we were both, as if he really loved me.

"Cock his face moody?"

Continuing to think about Yogi and his sometimes unpredictable feelings, I forgot to control my facial expression. "Eh, no, Ma. What did I help you with, huh?" I asked, choosing to ignore Mama who is still watching me.

"Why? Yogi do it again?" I just shook my head and finished Mama's task of pouring drinking water into the glass. "Ajeng, if there's anything you say to Mama. If Yogi is naughty, Mama will be angry!"

I chuckled softly, even before Mama scolded Yogi, I would make him apologize first. "Mama take it easy, I'm the same Yogi is fine."

"Correct?" This time Mama rubbed my face, it turns out Mama still does not believe it either. I nodded and showed the best smile possible. "Thank God."

"Yes, Surya's going to have surgery tomorrow, so Mama was sent there today and will stay for a few days!" Mama sighed softly, tried hard even though I knew Mama must be sad, her sister will be operated on because she has a tumor in her brain.

"Om Surya can be cured, Ma." I comforted Mama, how losing someone who means so much in our lives is so painful.

I lost Dad once though after that I got Dad's replacement, Yogi. However, it still feels like the wound will not be treated. Missing Dad could not be treated by Yogi who always comforted me.

Mama nodded. "Honey, Mama is also sure Surya will recover. Pity his wife and his son if he's gone!" I hugged Mama, gave her strength.

"Oh, yes, Mama was the same Papa her intention before coming back here to stop by your sister's house, meet your mother. Want to drop something?" I'm shaking. "Yes, Mama's gone now. Afraid your dad will wait for Mama!"

Without breakfast Mama's leaving. Not long after Mama left, Yogi was done with his affairs in the room and approached me.

"Which mom?"

"Mama is gone. He said he was afraid of Papa waiting a long time." Yogi just nodded, without asking any more he quickly headed to the dining table.

"Later in the afternoon I want to accompany Difa to the hospital!" Yogi's words managed to make me undo the intention of getting fried rice for him. I looked at the man and chose to sit down. "Why is that pouting? You're jealous, aren't you?" goda Yogi, I try not to care.

Yogi sighed softly while I was still silent and ignored him. "Ajeng, don't do this, dong!"

"I knew. You're not ready to say the same to Difa. Never mind, I'm not ready to say the same Sultan. Eem, come to think of it, what a pity that the sultan who was the bastard!" I flirted back with Yogi, we broke even when I saw his upset face.

"I'm rich too, Jeng!"

"You're rich with Papa's money, if the Sultan has his own business!" Yogi is upset. She refused when I was going to get her breakfast. "You mad?"

"No."

Ah, I was wrong to talk. I just wanted to change these lips because I said unnecessary things and even hurt the man I love. "If you're not angry smile dong!"

Yogi smiled even if he had to, I know that. "Aren't you angry?"

"No!" yogi replied, he didn't even look at me.

"Related?"

"Yes!"

"Be–"

Yogi became so upset, he quickly forced me to drink milk to stop talking. Lucky the milk didn't spill and hit my clothes. "Yogi!"

"Eat it don't be a puffer. Breakfast, we're almost late for college!" I just nodded. Kulirik he was typing something on his phone and gave the flat object to me.

"Yogi, are you sure?" tanyaku. Yogi cancelled plans to accompany Difa to the hospital later in the afternoon.

Ah, Yogi, I love you more.

"Happy?" I nodded in spirit. Smiled at him by showing me my neat rows of teeth. "In exchange this afternoon I want to go to the movies. How's it?"

"Can you, but can you guarantee that we won't get caught like last Sunday again?"