Temporary Husband

Deborator

Amora looked at the man who had been in her life with sadness. Didn't know it would end up like this. The man who was once in his heart had to end up in the bars. Wearing orange colored prisoner clothes. The man sat leaning against a chair that had been available to meet visitors. The dark-black eyeball stared hatefully at the man beside Amora. The man who had been holding the ex-wife tight. This made Farhan even more angry and angry. The man's face was flushed with poking veins. He looked at the woman still in his heart.

"Why do you have to bring this man to see me, Amora?" farhan asked as he looked at the woman before him with an expressionless flat look. Amora threw her gaze at the man beside her, Reyhan who was in the face also nodded slowly while tightening his grip. He tried to strengthen his wife, channeling his strength.

Amora looked back at her ex-husband after feeling like she had gained that power.

"Reyhan my husband now. So it's appropriate that you appreciate him. And it's only natural that he accompany me wherever I go."

Farhan screeched, the corner of his lips raised with blatantly twisting eyeballs.

"It looks like you're very proud to have that man, Amora" Farhan said, making Amora frown.

"I'm proud of it. He's my husband,"

"Basic PEBINOR!" farhan said as he looked at Reyhan with the same hatred. Reyhan who was stared at in such a way could only be silent without much talk.

"Why did you say that?" ask Amora annoyed. Even now it feels like he just wants to go home.

"Because he's a PEBINOR." Farhan deliberately pressed the word pebinor.

"Stop saying that!" furious Amora. Even holding back the anger that rolled up, he would not be willing if Farhan said anything bad about Reyhan.

"Why baby? doesn't everyone know this guy is Pebinor?" Farhan raised next to his eyebrows with the corner of his lips raised.

"What do you mean say that?" Reyhan who had just been silent without a word finally shrank. Farhan's gaze turned to his cousin who always looked neat and handsome. Very classy and very different from him.

"BEAUTHOR!" Farhan repeated his words while crossing paths.

"Didn't your sense of hearing function properly?"

"Don't convolve. What do you mean by saying such useless things?"

"Don't be your handy-ass! You are PEBINOR! Amora is still my wife and you have no heart2 snatch her from my life."

Reyhan chuckled after hearing Farhan's words.

"Where can you say I'm a pebinor? Didn't you give Amora to me? Didn't you ask me to marry her? Are you amnesia?"

"I'm handing it over to you, just for a while! Not forever!" farhan growled, clenching both of his hands.

"We love each other, so you have no more right to love and live Amora. Reflect on your mistakes, and repent" Reyhan said slowly. Indeed, he did not want to see his cousin's life would end tragically behind bars like this.

"I still love Amora!"

"Then if you love Amora, why do you always hurt Amora? The one who truly loves, he will never be rude. He will take good care of those he loves. It would not hurt the woman physically or the heart. Will always think of the happiness of the couple above the happiness of oneself."

"Don't talk about it!" farhan growled with a reddened face holding back the anger that was about to explode. Reyhan was silent, without retaliating. He only held his wife's lentic fingers.

Farhan who saw that was getting jealous and eager to seize and destroy Reyhan with both hands. The grudge that was in his heart was growing more and more fertile.

"Basic PEBINOR!" meaning annoyed.