
Sela who heard Harza's words stopped her steps, then turned her body towards Harza and a smile was engraved from both corners of Sela's lips.
"ignoring? Wh who? Me?" ask Sela back while showing herself using the index finger.
"Yes you,"
"Didn't I mishear Mas Harza baby?"
"What's wrong with you, why'd you change?"
"I changed, time anyway. Been tired today, please don't bother me" Sela said, flipping her body and then wishing Harza to her room.
Harza nailed next to her eyebrows and walked following Sela from behind.
"Didn't Sela already know my relationship with Rani, whether or not the person who is said Rani is Sela, ah impossible, this can not be allowed, Sela should not know," murmured Harza and stepped foot quickly after Sela who had first entered the room.
Harza who had entered the room, then headed towards the bed, and lay down her body, to wait for Sela who was cleaning herself in the bathroom.
After about thirty minutes Sela came out of the bathroom with a bathrobe and a small towel in her hand to dry her wet hair.
Harza put the phone that he had been playing on the nightstand that was on the side of the extension. Then get out of bed, and walk over to Sela who is sitting in front of the dressing table while drying her hair.
"I'll help you" Harza took the small towel that was in Sela's hand, then dried her hair. "Sela, forgive me once again, I've accused you of not-no, once again forgive me,"
Sela did not respond at all to Harza's words, because her heart was filled with hatred for the husband who was standing behind her while drying her hair.
"Of course not, why forgive yourself, who has obviously hurt my heart, I was born not to be hurt, and you have to pay for this pain," sela's inner smile was etched from both corners of her lips and her gaze was fixed on Harza from the reflection of the glass.
"Of course, I'll always forgive Harza,"
"Thank you, my wife" said Harza and immediately hugged Sela from behind in the end kissing Sela's shoulder. "You're the one who can get me all of papa's possessions, and I won't let you go, before I get them all," murmured Harza with a smile and her gaze was fixed towards Sela from the reflection of the glass that was also staring at her.
"How about we have dinner out today?" take Harza after taking off her arms.
"Sorry Mas can't, I'm so tired, and I'm sorry I won't be preparing dinner for tonight, but Harza can have dinner outside, too,"
Sela said then moved from her seat to the wardrobe in her room.
Harza frowned, because during the marriage this time Sela refused his invitation, and was even more surprised when Sela said she would not cook for dinner, because as far as Harza knows no matter what Sela will definitely cook for him.
Then Harza walked up to Sela and hugged her from behind. The kiss was given by Harza just behind Sela's ear and her hand went into the bathrobe that was still Sela gunanakan then squeezed the mountain berchoco chips owned by the wife. And this was the first time that Sela was not aroused at all by Harza's touch, because for her it was so bland.
Then Sela took off Harza's hand and turned her body to face her husband.
"Sorry, man,"
"Are you going to reject your husband?"
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