TerLove (Love After Wedding)

Miss Understanding part 2

Chequek! The door slowly opened. Anas immediately hugged the figure that had just come out of the room. Swiping heads and. But apparently the one hugged tried to break away. It's uncomfortable to be needed that way.

"Take me off!" Cantika was a bit of a screamer.

"No, I won't do it until you apologize." Increasingly strengthen his hand circumference.

"So get out, I'm leaving! Don't hug!"

"I know you're angry and hurt. I'm sorry..." Feeling guilty, the man now tears. Ask for forgiveness from his wife.

"I don't want to be hugged anymore, I want to go anyway." Shout louder while pushing the body against it.

"I'm sorry.." said Anas.

"But stubborn mas is also yes.but I really want to go. Move over!"

Anas shook his head quickly while strengthening his embrace. "Don't go!"

Cantika gritted her teeth in annoyance. "I said step aside!!!" His feet trampled on Anas's feet hard. But it seems that man was not affected. Finally she took the initiative to bite her husband's neck very hard.

"Awwww," cried the man.

Anas reflexes unraveled his embrace. And at that time his wife immediately ran to the restroom. "Udah arguablyin move aside, still ngot want to bend. I can't bear to pee." His hand held the core of his body that was getting more and more painful.

His voice sounded so loud in Anas' ear. The man rubbed his neck which was painful and sore, while mesem-mesem. "I thought Cantika wanted to get out of this house, but she just wanted to pee."

Within minutes, the woman returned. She was about to enter the room again but her hand was pulled by her husband. The red lips extended for a few centimeters. His eyes glared sharply at the figure in front of him. It is undeniable that his chest is still hot from annoyance.

Anas scooped his face and looked at him fixedly. "Dear, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to hurt your heart. I was so scared that I couldn't control myself. Actually I just don't want to..."

"Why did you prevent me from scolding Mira? Don't you like seeing me tease her? You love her?" Enrage exploded.

"It's not like that. I just want to keep you from being rude to others. No matter how angry we are, we shouldn't hurt people's feelings."

"Say it's the same to yourself!"

Anas was embarrassed. He nodded his head slowly. "You're right, I should have been advised that way. Forgive your evil husband, let's both learn to be better!"

Cantika threw her face and her hands together. Frankly, he is still angry. Her lips were still pursed, "Mas not only made me afraid and disappointed. But it also made me ashamed and hurt. Not only did Mira and her family see it, but all the neighbors were also on the lookout. They will spread this news all over the world. That means I'm gonna be a gossip. Surely they say, Ihhh pity yes Anas belain temurin his wife for the sake of other girls. It must be more or less like they're going to say..."

"Shyuttt!" Anas hissed while covering his wife's mouth with a palm. "Don't think so far! I'm not defending Mira. I just don't want you to be a rude, self-disgraced woman. But it's my wrong way. Sorry.I promise you the future will be more self-control." Now his hands are stuck on both shoulders of Cantika.

"Promise also do not show attention to other girls. Don't be too friendly and spread a smile to them. You know what, most girls are baperan easy?! They will easily fall in love let alone the same kind and charming guy like you, Mas!"

"I'll try, but on matters of the heart I can't control others."

"Just don't deket any girl! Can you not learn jutek and not much whiny?"

"I am like this. But the point is I will always be loyal to you, my wife and my only love. If you forgive me, smile! My heart will calm down after seeing your beautiful smile."

Cantika. Actually his heart started to melt. But prestige also if at this time he had to squeeze his lips. Really Cantika is not a firm man. That's what he thinks right now.

"Darling, I love you so much." Anas re-grugged his face.

Cantika could not refuse to meet the man. Her husband looks so handsome. Those eyes and lips were very intoxicating.

Ishhhh, my brain even thinks strangely. This story is still crooked, the time of ngarep diono-this is the same Mas Anas. Basic ngeres!

Cantika was closed as the face of the brew was getting closer. His hands clutched tightly around Anas' waist when their bib*r met. Why is the woman so lost in s*nt*han n*kmat her husband?

"Still craving?" Anas asked as he paused the pagutan.

Cantika shook her head while closed because their faces were still attached.

"You forgive me?"

This time the woman nodded slowly. Anas smiled and hugged her tightly. Wipe the beautiful hair of the beautiful. "Thank you, baby. I promise I won't do it again!"

***

At 8 p.m., Cantika had just fallen asleep in her husband's arms. While the man is still awake. His mind was currently flashing at the incident earlier this afternoon at Pak Yoga's house.

It was never expected that Mira would be that brave to hold her. He did not expect that the girl had more feelings for him. Maybe it is true if he had unconsciously done evil to his friend. She should have acted like a normal friend without paying any extra attention to Mira.

Anas got up and stepped out of the room. He rushed to open the front door because someone was knocking.

"Assalamualaikum, Nass. Sorry to interrupt your break." Say that guest.

"Waalaikumussalam, sir. Let's get in!" Take Anas a little doubtful.

"Where's wife?" ask the guest and throw them into the house.

"Just slept."

"Can we just talk outside?" ask the man.

Anas nodded slowly and then closed the door as he exited the house. He and his guest sat on the terrace.

For about five minutes, they were both silent. It seems that both of them feel awkward.

"I forgot, I'll take a drink first." Anas was about to stand up but was prevented by the man next to him.

"No need, Nas. I actually want to apologize for the embarrassing incident this afternoon. Mira is so presumptuous to hug you without thinking about your wife's feelings."

"I'm also sorry that my wife and I were being rude to Mira." Answer while looking down.

"Anas, actually my daughter loves you. Last afternoon even until this afternoon, he did not stop babbling. Mira always says your name. He said that you were the only one he had been waiting for to marry. It's only fitting that he always refuses to get us married. As his father, I feel ashamed but also sad to see his state of being such an insane person." Pak Yoga said as he shed tears.

Anas squeezed his temple which felt so painful. He felt more guilty about this incident. If he had not given his friend empty hope, this might not have happened. But didn't he really have no intention of that?

"Sir, I'm sorry to see Mira destroyed like this. Forgive me if it accidentally made him disappointed and hurt. I didn't expect at all if Mira liked me."

Yoga sir looked at her, his gaze so deep. "Anas, will you help my daughter get well soon?"

"Can you marry Mira?"

Anas' eyes are perfectly rounded. What kind of ridiculous request is this? Can't the old man ask for anything else?

"Father knows if this request sounds impossible and it must have gotten you distracted. But I did this only for Mira's sake. Maybe if his desire to marry you is fulfilled, his mind can stabilize. Once she's healed, then you can divorce Mira."

Anas shook his head while peeking at the base of his nose. His breathing is so heavy. "Sorry, Sir. I can't possibly do that."

"I know if this is impossible. But I beg you very much, think again! This marriage is only for the sake of Mira's recovery, after which you can divorce her. I beg..." The man cupped his palms together.

"If I hadn't been married, maybe I could have thought about it. But...."

"But what is it? Is my existence a barrier to marrying that woman?" I don't know since when Cantika stood there and approached them.

Anas and Pak Yoga were stunned. The woman looked at her guest sharply.

"Why do you ask my husband to be polygamous just to heal Mira? Do you think I'm just Mas Anas' show wife?"

Pak Yoga lowered his head, "Sorry, son. I don't mean to, this is all because I love Mira so much."

Cantika turned her gaze towards Anas. "Mas, are you also willing to marry that woman?"

"No, I can't possibly do that because I'm already your husband." The man stood up and held his wife's hand.

"So if we don't get married yet, you'll marry Mira?"

Anas was confused as to what to say. I mean, it's possible that it happened. He could have been willing to marry Mira just to make her heal, not out of love.

"Why silence? So it's true like that?! Then I will not stop your intentions. I'll go so you can marry Mira." Cantika went into the house and of course her husband followed.

Yoga chose to go home. Actually, he was very unhappy because he had disturbed their marriage. But the recovery of his daughter is much more important.

***

Cantika took her clothes from the closet, then put them in a suitcase. Tears have now flooded his face.

"What are you doing?" anas asked, taking his wife's shirt from the suitcase.

Cantika did not answer. He kept putting his clothes in the suitcase. And Anas did not want to lose let alone give up. He did the opposite, tidying the shirt up to the closet again. And so on until a few times.

Cantika is getting tired. He chose to walk out of the room. Her husband tailed behind then pulled his hand and hugged the slender body.

"Don't go! Why would you leave me?"

"Aren't you going to marry that stressed woman?" Shouting while revolting.

"Who said? Don't think bad." The man stared so fixedly while holding both his shoulders.

"You said you wanted to marry him if he hadn't married me yet. That means I'm a barrier to your relationship. So mending me out of this house and out of your life."

Anas wiped the tears from that pretty face. "You misunderstood. I did say I would think if if I had not been married, it does not mean that at this time I want to marry her let alone want you to leave. Mira who should be in the chest accepts this reality. I'll talk to Pak Yoga again. I'll never want to torture you. How many times have I told you that I won't let there be a third person in our marriage."

Cantika. The clear thread was still racing down his cheek. He was too scared to lose the man. Anas immediately hugged her back.

"Honey, help me to strengthen our marriage relationship. Don't let bad thoughts take hold of you and make us tenuous. You believe me, right?!"

The two eyes are clashing with each other. Cantika saw the seriousness there. She found no doubt in her husband. And his heart, deep down there was like telling Anas that he was sincere.

"I believe in you." Said the woman.

"Thank you, I won't betray your trust."

The two hugged each other tightly as if reminding them that they should always be together.

***

This morning Anas was serving several buyers. While his wife was behind, hanging clothes that had been cleaned.

"Nas, really if yesterday the Mira dared to hug you?

"That's a very nervous old virgin huh. He's shameless."

"If I were in the position of Mas's wife, I would have squashed Mira's face. I just hug people's husbands. You perjakor!"

All the words of the mothers succeeded in disturbing him. But there seems to be no point in serving them. All he does is give advice. "Sorry, mothers. It is better to stop taking care of the lives of others. It's lhooo's sin. Your practice may be exhausted just because of ghibah. Loss isn't it like that?" trying to stay friendly despite his heart.

"Eat him so that man is not too good. Although the same temen also do not be very tight. If you look around, Mira is not like a friend, but like a girlfriend. That's why I heard you married, kirain married Mira." Said one of the women without braking.

"Heh, chilli mouth! Do you want to buy something to bother people? It's a creature!" Cantika stood in the doorway while shaking her waist. He glared at the woman who was talking.

The buyers were stunned and immediately silenced with their heads bowed. Their bodies trembled as Cantika approached. Anas held his wife's arm while shaking her head slowly, as if to say that Cantika should control her emotions. But the woman nodded, unwilling to calm herself. His gaze returned sharply to the mothers before him.

"Heh, from now on stop bothering me with Mas Anas! If I'm afraid you're still not blabbering, then there will be police coming to your house. Get ready for jail!"

The three people looked at each other, equally afraid. Then they put a face to Cantika.

"We were just kidding. Don't take heart!"

"Yes, pretty mom. We don't do anything bad anyway." Others chimed in.

"Not doing anything bad? All of you have disturbed the comfort of others, it can be reported!" Cantika is exploding.

Anas rubbed his shoulders, "Honey, already. You better go back inside. Let me take care of them."

"No. They should be taught a lesson!"

"Nas, don't buy the yellow rice. Excuse me." Said one of the women.

"Enak just want to run away, if you've bought it, buy it. Why not be?" Cantika said with sangar to make them undo the intention to escape.

Anas immediately served them though somewhat awkwardly. While his wife was relentlessly staring intently at the buyers. After the transaction was completed, the three women left in a hurry. It is certain that they will not dare to roar again at least if in front of Anas and Cantika alone.