Temporary Husband

Jealously

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After performing the morning prayers, Reyhan made a glass of warm milk for Amora and a cup of coffee for himself. He walked to the dinner table, grabbed bread and applied the chocolate jam that was in front of him. Amora came out with a neat appearance, a knee-length black skirt and a milo-colored long-sleeved shirt. Her hair was tied up, revealing her smooth white neck making Reyhan stunned. His hands that had originally applied jam to the bread came to a halt. Her gaze fell on Amora's face which looked extremely beautiful.

"I have to go to the office" said Amora. He tried to avoid Reyhan because the incident this morning embarrassed him. He didn't want to face the man for too long.

"Eh, breakfast first." said Reyhan realized. He stood up, put down the bread he was holding and gave the woman a glass of warm milk. Amora paused her intention to leave, she saw Reyhan's sincere face and the glass of milk that was in the man's grasp.

"You're making me milk?" ask Amora wonder. Reyhan nodded.

"You don't like it?"

"I don't like milk very much. But since you've worked so hard to make it for me, then I'll drink it." Now, that glass of milk changes hands. Amora drank it to the end making Reyhan smile happily.

"Thank you." Amora put the empty glass on the table.

"Breakfast first." take Reyhan.

"I'm late, I don't have time for breakfast." declined Amora. He saw a black clock in his hand.

"I'm inter. But breakfast first" Reyhan said.

"Wear motor?"

Reyhan nodded.

"I'm wearing a skirt, Rey." Amora pointed at the short skirt she was wearing. Where possible with this short skirt he should be in the bonceng riding the motor.

"Easy, change there. Wear trousers." said Reyhan cuek. His hand pulled the hair that Amora was wearing, leaving the brown hair loose.

"What are you doing?" shouted Amora. She held onto her falling hair covering her straight neck.

"You're better that way. Do not tie your hair too high. Your neck can catch a cold." He sat back down to enjoy a cup of black coffee and a piece of bread that had been smeared with chocolate jam.

"Neck in the wind? theory where is it? you're not sane?" amora protests are upset.

"You don't know yet, binding your hair can cause disease."

"What disease?" Amora tickles. He said the reason Reyhan said was absurd.

"Jealous disease." he murmured in the heart.

"What's? don't make it up to you, Rey." said Amora. He has arranged his appearance as best as possible, but Reyhan messed things up.

"Oh, just believe it. Quickly replace your short skirt with trousers. We're leaving now." Reyhan chewed on the bread that was inside his mouth casually.

"You ...!" Amora clenched her hands. Only a day this man has arranged it a lot.

"What?"

"You really are."

"Rightly handsome?"

"Curtain, where there's handsome. You're such a bitch!" yelled Amora annoyed. He returned to the room by stomping his feet in annoyance. Meanwhile, Reyhan smiled with anxiety.

"Nobody can see your body but me" he said softly. He was truly unwilling if another man looked at Amora with full of lust. He was jealous, very jealous. Although only a temporary husband, but Reyhan remains a legitimate husband in the eyes of religion. Where everything related to the wife, then it is his responsibility.

A few minutes later Amora came out in black trousers with matching high heels. His hair he let down, making him even more beautiful and sweet. Ah it seems Reyhan is not willing if the beauty of Amora is enjoyed by other men. Reyhan was glued for a moment.

"Can't you go to the office?" pinta Reyhan with a wistful.

"What's? you're not sane?" ask Amora not to believe it.

"I'm sane. It is precisely because I am sane that I do not let your beauty be enjoyed by other men." Reyhan said honestly.

"You crazy?"

Reyhan shook his head.

"Don't set me up, you're just a temporary husband. So don't act like a real husband. Our marriage lasted only three months. After that, we got divorced." said Amora annoyed. He was late to the office and now Reyhan was doing a drama that made him late.

Amora's words unconsciously made Reyhan's heart hurt. It was like being slapped by the situation, it felt like it was pierced by thousands of poisoned arrows. The pain spread throughout the body, slowly paralyzing the resistance of his body. His eyes were only staring at a single dot on the cold floor. Amora's words make Reyhan realize his current position, he should not be jealous and manage what the woman is wearing.

"Are you taking me or not?" ask Amora annoyed. Reyhan was silent and daydreaming instead, upsetting him to death.

"Yes already then. Next time don't offer anything if it's just false hope" Amora said as she passed. Reyhan gathered his consciousness, pulling it from the puddle of whack pain. He saw the door that was slammed hard, he realized and immediately ran to reach for the key of the motor that was on the living room table. He ran after Amora who had walked far in front of him and entered the elevator.

Reyhan feels guilty, unable to chase Amora into the elevator. Until finally he ran to the emergency stairs to quickly get to the baseman.

Amora was about to get to her car when Reyhan's motorbike stopped right in front of her. Amora looked at him in annoyance.

"What?"

"Alright" Reyhan said without looking.

"I don't want to!" reject Amora.

"You can be late. Ride on."

"I don't want to. You're such a bitch." Amora insists on not going up. He remained in his place. I have no intention of going with that man.

"Good!" Reyhan pulls Amora's arm, forcing Amora to ride the man's large motorbike. He gave Amora a helmet, then without saying anything Reyhan immediately hit the gas, making Amora scream and reflexively hug Reyhan's waist. Reyhan did not say a single word, he was running his bike at high speed. Overtaking several other vehicles without caring for Amora who screamed in fear.

Half an hour away, they arrived in front of the office where Amora worked. Amora hit Reyhan's back in annoyance.

"You want to take me to die? if you want to die, die there yourself! don't take me." cried Amora as she set her hunting breath. He held his chest up and down. He took off the helmet he was wearing and gave it to the man who just silently looked ahead without turning his head towards Amora. He took the helmet and left without a word. Leaving behind the stupefied Amora.

"Did I make a mistake? is something wrong with me?" ask Amora to yourself. He stood up for a while, looking at Reyhan who was getting further away. The man drove his bike at high speed. There was a sense of worry surrounding Amora's heart.

"Ah, whatever. I'm late." Amora chooses to ignore Reyhan's attitude and runs and gets into the elevator to go upstairs where the room is. Arriving there, he was surprised by the woman sitting at his desk. He stopped his steps, standing not far from his desk which is now occupied by a woman who is focusing on some files in front of him.

"You? Why are you here?" ask Amora annoyed.

The woman looked up and smiled mockingly.

"Hello, Amora. Introduce, I'm the new secretary who will replace you." The woman's words left Amora dumbfounded and in disbelief.

"What do you mean?"

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Who was the secretary who suddenly replaced Amora?

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