Temporary Husband

I miss you

Zheyeng happy reading 😘

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The doorbell rang, Amora who had just walked towards the kitchen undoed her intentions. He turned around, then stopped.

"Why didn't Reyhan just come in? why push the bell?" ask Amora to yourself. The frown on her forehead was very visible, even so the beautiful woman still stepped towards the door.

"Reyhan, why are you ..." The sentence hung when the man standing before her was not Reyhan but Farhan the ex-husband.

"Mas Farhan?" Amora gawking.

"Hi Amora, how are you?" Farhan put on a big smile, showing his row of white teeth.

"Well, what's up here?"

"I want to see how you are. Can I come in?"

"Ah, sorry. Please come in, but Reyhan is not there" said Amora. He was too surprised by Farhan's arrival that he forgot to let him in.

"I'm just a minute, after all I want to see you're not that annoying cousin" Farhan said. He pressed his lips a few inches.

"Oh my goodness, let's go in." take Amora. He walked first and was followed by Farhan.

"Don't close!" stop Amora when she hears the door Farhan is about to close. He turned around so that the man broke his intention, and asked with a frown.

"I don't want to be slandered by being alone with you inside. Leave the door open."

"But right, us?"

"We're separated, Mommy."

"Alright, I understand." said Farhan disappointedly. He was forced to open the door wide according to the request of the ex-wife.

Farhan sat on the living room sofa next to Amora, but the woman dodged and moved to a small chair not far from the sofa that Farhan was sitting on. Farhan looked at Amora in confusion, again disappointed by Amora's very different attitude.

"What would you like to drink?" asked Amora awkwardly. To be honest he was uncomfortable with Farhan's arrival. Whereas in the past he was very much looking forward and adoring to the man, he would look at the man warmly and lovingly. But somehow now he feels uncomfortable and uncomfortable especially now he is just alone in one room.

"I miss your coffee, can I?" asked Farhan expectantly. He looked at Amora with a very longing. The love was still left in his heart and the hope of returning with the woman before him was still huge.

"I'll make it, wait a minute!" Amora stood up and passed towards the kitchen. Farhan did not even decide his gaze on the woman who had knit love with him. After the shadow of the woman passed, Farhan looked around. Everything is the same as it used to be, nothing has changed. He misses everything, he misses Amora and all the memories they have shared. He wanted these three months to pass quickly so that he could soon return to life with the woman.

He smiled as the memories flashed, Amora's laughter filling all the rooms. The laughter as well as the voice of Amora and her echoing self blended into one. Everything was so beautiful before it happened a few months ago. He couldn't resist when Sania came to see him in this apartment. On that bed, where he and Amora slept together every night. In that bed, he made passionate love with Sania. Ah, that man was very sorry for his stupidity. He regretted that his lust caused him to lose a very good woman like Amora.

He cupped his face, his hands resting on his knees.

"Mas, here's the coffee." Amora's voice pulled the man from her regrets. Farhan raised his head and lowered his hand which had originally cupped his face. He smiled faintly, looking at the woman who was putting down a cup of glass containing his favorite black coffee.

"Thank you." he said sincerely.

Amora simply nodded then sat down on the small chair opposite Farhan. The man grabbed a cup of coffee that was still emitting steaming hot steam. The distinctive aroma of coffee is smelled meets the sense of smell. He inhaled the savor of the coffee scent that he longed for. Farhan loved the coffee made by Amora. Although simple but somehow the coffee makes it opium and longing.

Farhan sipped the coffee in a hurry, so his tongue burned when the still hot coffee touched his tongue.

"Ah ... hot!" Farhan put the coffee cup away and put it back on the small plate that was on the table.

"Be careful, the coffee is still hot" said Amora panicked. The woman stood up to Farhan who shook her hand while sticking out her burning tongue.

"My tongue is burning" Farhan lamented. Amora sat down next to the man, blowing Farhan's face out hoping to help ease the pain Farhan was feeling. Amora's face looked worried and it elicited a wrong response from Farhan. He speculated that his ex-wife still held the same taste for him.

The man subconsciously smiled to himself, getting a little attention from Amora made his heart soar. Hope to return is now present again so as to increase self-confidence. He believes Amora still loves him and they will return to be husband and wife.

"Mas it okay?" amora asked with a worried look.

"I'm fine. Are you so worried about me?"

"Huh? me?" Amoras stammered, subconsciously their distance was too close. Amora immediately withdrew and moved away from Farhan. But Amora had not been able to stand, her wrist was pulled by Farhan so that she fell into the lap of the ex-husband.

"Mass ...!" yelled Amora restrained. He was very surprised by what Farhan did. He nodded and struggled to stand up.

"Shut up for a second! I miss you so much." said Farhan. His eyes radiated a deep longing. Amora just silently looked into those sincere and sad looking eyes.

"I miss you so much, Amora. Do you feel the same way as me? I want us to go back to how we used to be, happy I'm just with you. Not the others!" Farhan hugged Amora, letting go of all the longings that had been hidden. While the woman was just silently glued without replying to the slightest embrace of Farhan. His heart was numb, everything felt bland.

"I just love you, Amora. Come back to me and we start everything from scratch." Amora was silent without saying a single word. His tongue was a mute, everything happened suddenly and so quickly. Without the two of them noticing, a man standing at the entrance watched everything with a shattered feeling. His eyes were pushy and unknowingly the clear fur came down without excuse, he was crying!

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