THE BRONDONG SECRET

23. THE BRONDONG SECRET

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Kenan POV's

The silent atmosphere accompanies

we work on tasks in the workspace. Just the sound of

beautiful fingers and the sound of rubbing paper adorned our night. When

an hour had passed, I remembered something. I think this is a good time

to talk about it beautifully. I want to talk about marriage

our. So that nothing else will bother. So that we have the same goal

in this marriage.

I'll turn my chair

facing the beautiful who was still sitting behind me. Hearing my chair move, he

immediately divert his work and immediately rotate his chair. We are so

come face to face. He looked at me, waiting for me to say something.

“Beautiful, I want to

speaking.” I said later.

“Seriously so. Wanted

what the hell is that?”

“Yes, this is serious.

Look In, I want to talk about our wedding.” I watched the water face

my wife became more serious.

“Please Ken.” Said.

“In, I know,

this is not the marriage you dreamed of. Even I'm not

the man you dreamt of became your life partner. You must have had before

dreams will have a companion what kind of life. I am far from your expectations

yes In?” Suddenly I slipped. Like someone who feels inferior. Disappeared

my confidence, I don't know where. Especially in front of a figure full of charm

these. A clear figure said Ferry. Where most men want to be

her embrace became a life companion.

“Kenan, don't talk

so deh.” His words sounded more comforting to me.

I continued

back, “But we have promised In, before God, witnesses, and also

the people who are present in our marriage. I want this wedding to

forever. I want to learn to be the one you can ciantai.”

“Kenan ...” Exquisitely

looks will say something, but I hold it by giving a signal

an index finger in my mouth.

I said again, “I

will try to keep my promise In, to love you and be faithful until death

separated us. I also want to learn to be someone you can love. I

I will learn to love you day by day. I'll increase it to my breath

stopped, In.”

Beautiful is now silent

hearing my speech. Maybe he was digesting my words.

“Ken, neither do I

consider our marriage only a game because our parents

matchmake. I honestly objected to this matchmaking at first. But

after going through a lot, I think you came at the right time. Most

not in my life, your arrival is quite right.” He stopped his words

momentary.

I still suspect, he

what will talk.

“I don't think you're

people who are hard to love, Ken. I will always try that too

best for our marriage, Ken. Thank you for accepting me as

your wife. We both learned okay?” Beautifully answered with a face

mean business. I'm so glad to hear that.

I was reminded

his attitude towards his friends, especially his friends. Come up

my possessive attitude now. It is mine now. I don't want to share

with the other one. “Take care of your heart, from the guys who approach you. Exists

one that often makes me not like. That's when you're easy

nggelendot came here. Especially with your friend mas Arif it.”

Lovely laugh hard

heard my words this time. “Oh, it's already starting to get jealous?

No need to be jealous of him. He may not be lustful with me. Hehe...

yes, I'll lose the spindle. It's a habit, Ken. I feel

like he's my brother. I feel comfortable.”

“Not lust In?

Is he straight?”

“Of courses. She wasn't

turn anyway. Orientation's normal. Only she doesn't see me as a woman.”

He said convince me.

“You if you want

spindles, same as me.” I don't know where I would dare to say such words. I clearly feel my face

heat up. Fortunately my skin was brown so there was no way the red hue would be visible

Without guessing beautiful

come up to me and hug me. Suddenly my back stiffened. How not tense, the atmosphere is right

once, cold – cold, night-night, just two in the room again.

My heart feels like it wants to come out again.

“Thank you.” Said

once more.

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Lovely POV

I saw that figure

another from Kenan on the night. He talks more. Topics that we

talk seriously enough, which is about our marriage. As the head of the family,

he wanted to lead our marriage in a happy direction.

His closed nature became more open to me. He conveys

his view on our marriage. We both wish we could

we are happy in our marriage.

Seeing this change,

makes me very happy. We can become more familiar. Even though we haven't

can behave like a husband and wife, but the door of friendship in

between us it is open. With our closeness, I believe we can learn

mutual love.

Love is a gift.

For some people, it says love cannot be directed and cannot be

forced. Love cannot choose. But in my life, if I

meet people who are good looking, kind, willing to accept me for who I am, and

learning to be the one I can love, of course I won't

wasting that guy. I'll try to love him. Rarely

there are such men in this world, right? I myself will try to be

a woman Kenan can love.

The night is getting late.

We have completed our tasks. Not done yet, but

must be stopped because it's 12 p.m. It's time we rest.

“Ken...” I called

the man lying next to me. It seems he hasn't slept. I saw his breath

not regular.

“Hem...” Correct

I guess, he hasn't slept.

“Ken, if tomorrow I

no sports activities, is it okay?”

“Why?”

“Not good if

every day out of the marathon. Once a week.” Actually I didn't

be happy with the pretty mbak-mbak of the yellow rice seller who seduces Kenan, too

with a hostel in front of the house. The maids are in front of the house

that's now so follow us on our morning run. Not following us, though,

more precisely following Kenan. So beware. Have a man who is husband-able gini so the target mbak-mbak beautiful.

“Sehat if

sport every day.”

“Buy treadmill or

a static bicycle. No need to leave the house. Can exercise when

aja.”

“Tomorrow I buy. Later

the tool is placed next to our room.”

“Truly Ken?” I

not expecting, that quickly my proposal was accepted. It's really nice to feel.

“Iya. I'm so

thinking, if you want to exercise afternoon or evening so much better. Unnecessary

exit home. We don't always have time in the morning. Somewhile

may be busy and not have time to get up early.”

“Ye.

Ken.” I shifted the two bolsters that were restricting us and hugged him.

Oh, I'm so stupid, man,

why am I doing this? For the first time I held her up

the bed. Now I am on top of his body. I did not do it intentionally, though,

unprepared. A masculine fragrance was pouring out from his body. I flinched consciously

when he breathed his scent. I immediately pulled my body and sat down

be silent. Shame, that's how I feel right now. My face may be red.

Seeing me who

awkwardly, Ken pulled me back into his arms. My body fell back

above his body. He hugged me tightly. “Nothing Beautiful, nothing to be ashamed of.

I'm your husband.” His whisper. Maybe that's the way to shake off that shame

i felt. Soon I pulled my body out of my arms. I'm soon

put the body beside him. This time without a bolster limiter. I

behind him, still trying to dispel this shame. Izzled

his hand was stroking my hair. Soon, I fell asleep in a dream.

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