The Overdose of Love
N2=My Missing Wife>Samely Forgive
Because of the crying, I had unknowingly fallen asleep in the room alone, without a husband accompanying me on the side. Directly the body rose from the bed, and tried to attach the ear to the door, to listen to the mas Adit has not slept?.
"Aah ... very quiet, surely Mas Adit has fallen asleep," a heart murmur spoke.
Ceklek, the door to the room has been opened.
The legs were already tiptoeing slowly, trying to figure out where the husband was. Shock, seeing him curled up in a sofa without any thickness of blanket accompanying.
"Oh my God, have I sinned, letting my husband sleep on the couch like this?" I said that crying regretfully, but in my heart there was still the fire of anger.
"I'm sorry, Mom! I did all this, because I didn't want you to fall in the dowager's arms. This self does not want to be repeated again our bitter stories, in building a household like yesterday. I know that it's all my fault, but don't you know that too? That this love has driven me crazy, unwilling to move your heart on anyone else, and to me you mean so much in my life. Therefore, all the action was really very uncontrolled again, so it creates harm to people. I'm sorry, Mas!" Tears continued to flow, while sitting staring at his handsome face.
Hands kept busy stroking his cheeks, which still closed his eyes. Slowly but surely, the hands continued to stroke the white skin. Exhausted husband was not aware that this self was waiting for him.
I put my hand in his hand, to hold tightly the wide palm of the husband's hand. And the head tried to rest on the sofa, which was still a little left because the place was filled with the body of Adit mas.
My eyes were closed, and without realizing it, I was asleep.
Cold weather that pierced the bone, now makes the eyes that I-mayu forced to want to open, and how shocked this self, when the body already feels above a soft place that is the mattress. The stomach also felt something heavy had coiled tightly around, and the distinctive scent of the husband's perfume was already smelled on the nose. Because curious, I finally turned the body directly, and sure enough Mas Adit turned out to have slept together in one room.
Whether since when he lifted my body, to move in the room, the heart was clearly blooming happy flowers, which were like withered flowers felt refreshed, due to the water flush had soaked the petals. That's how with this heart feels happy again, when the husband was no longer angry with me, instead he wanted to embrace again, when anger and emotions had dominated the soul.
"Why? How do you look at my face? Is this too handsome and cool, my face? So you were staring at him?" he said that he had suddenly woken up from sleep.
"No. Who says I keep staring at Mas's face. Eyes have just opened, and I accidentally saw the face of the mas who was in front of this face," Ngelesnya my speech.
"Beyond? Aren't you staring for long? Just like on the couch in the middle room?" it was he who knew.
"No! Who says, ge'er is so much a person," My tone of voice is nyolot.
The accusations are true, but it is shameful to admit that he is fascinated by his face.
"You weren't sleeping, were you?"
"Come to sleep."
"Past anyway. Nonbelieving. Or was pretending, because how do you know, if I looked at the face of the mas on the sofa earlier?" manya curious.
"Well, you're the one who ngaku, if you look at Mas's face. I'm sleeping anyway! But the palpation of your hand has awakened me, and I don't want to embarrass you, so yes continue pretending to be asleep. I'm so glad you're not angry, and have grasped my hand, meaning that in the depths of your heart there is a sense of regret, for your attitude that refutes my words," he explained that makes me sad.
"Yes, I'm sorry."
Full of tears in regret.
"You don't cry anymore, baby! He was also aware of the mistake I made earlier, and was likely too harsh and rude to our quarrel. Forgive me, too, for the emotions of the soul have overcome my patience" he said, wiping away the tears on his cheeks.
"Yes, Mum."
"I know you do all that, because you don't want to be by my side. Your trauma that Salwa did yesterday, has blinded your heart to harm people. So ask me now, do not do it again, because it can harm others and yourself. I don't want you to get into trouble and wretched like yesterday. When you did that, I was so sad, angry, and especially scared of everything, because I was so unwilling to lose you again, you know!" The expression of his heart that makes the heart touched, who did not forget to have kissed the forehead as well.
I shed tears in his field. Hugging tightly, and the husband welcomes until turned to hug tightly.
"Here ... already, don't argue anymore! It's a pity if the tears keep spilling" he persuaded.
Plaaak, I hit his arm with a sluggish indulgence.
"Don't be sad anymore! 'It's good that if we talk from heart to heart, all problems can be solved easily" he said.
"Yes, Mum."
We also ended up sleeping with a feeling of relief from each of us, there was no more anger that stuck in our hearts, and even there was only a sense of happiness.
