The Love of the Former

DCSM chapter 59

Pov Valdi's.

My attempt to approach her slowly bore fruit. After she left in front of my room, I was with her more often. Not infrequently for breakfast and dinner we do together. Even though dinner was too late for me, I always waited for him to come home from work and eat. For almost a month and a half I approached.

Gayung together, at that time I noticed Arsita was in trouble. He who often looks pensive I force to tell stories. At first it was very difficult to open it. But in the end, she told me about her love story.

I don't know where the courage is until I can offer to be his girlfriend. He never accepted or rejected me. Even though I was hanged, I still chuckled at my stance to get it.

I don't even recognize myself. I never thought I wanted a girl like I wanted Arsita. He's completely different. Until the 3rd month I ventured to propose to him. At first there was doubt in his eyes. However, after a week passed without me expecting him to say that I was really serious.

I'm glad I didn't get stuck, even that day I immediately contacted my family to prepare an official proposal. Everyone gets busy because there was no preparation before.

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On the night of the wedding, I who could not bring this body to rise was only able to lay down. Opening my eyes was reluctant to do so.

The happiness in my heart I feel even though that night I have not been able to make it all mine.

Some time passed and his phone rang. I wanted to reach it but I paused when I saw the shadow that was about to open the door slowly.

I'm still staying in my position again. I can see with this little opening of my eyes how my wife is crying. By smothering his mouth he tried not to let out his stuffing. I was shaky and wanted to wake up this body, but again my head felt heavy.

I could hear a little of what he was saying, although whispering but I could still read his groove. From the mimicry and changes that happened to my wife I believe that the one who contacted her was the man who was her lover.

I saw him cry until morning. All night I could not sleep well. This little bit of guilt was felt because I had seized it, separating him from his beloved heart. But I also can't lie that I love her.

In the morning, when my wife came out of the room. I ventured to see his phone. And it's true my guess, Priyadi's name is on there. I threw my body back into the bed. My selfish side was hurt again. I still want it and will always defend it, no matter what happens and it becomes my determination.

I let my wife keep her secret. Acting as if I didn't know anything, I waited for him to be honest. Until some time, Arsita just want to open to me about everything. But whether with his heart, I don't even want to ask about his taste in that man of his past.

I was so happy with her that I forgot about my own past. My wife never asked me anything. We went through everything from the beginning and rose from the past. Until tonight, Arsita began to allude to the issue of heredity. Of course, it was the thing that had worried me all along. But I don't want to lose him. It may look evil, but I still do it. For Arsita to stay by your side, I keep all my secrets.

TB