The Poor Girl's Match

Chapter 116

After her meeting with the Princess, Anisa's feelings could not calm down at all. The wall clock in his house shows 9 p.m. But her husband hasn't come home yet. Her husband usually comes home late in the afternoon. Even if there is overtime, her husband will definitely contact her first. But until now there were no messages or calls from her husband.

Anisa was sure that her husband was very angry with her. Anisa wants to contact her husband first. But he was afraid that he would bother him.

Before long, the sound of a car came from the yard of his house. Anisa soon got up from her seat, because it must be her husband.

And sure enough, the person he was waiting for got out of the car and walked towards the door.

"Assalamualaikum," Andra entered the house with a greeting.

His face looked very uninspired. An aura of sadness emanated from the mimic of his face.

"Goddessalam,,!! Answer Anisa. Then immediately grabbed her husband's briefcase in the tenteng Andra, and immediately kissed the back of Andra's hand.

"Battle off immediately. I prepared warm water for you to take a shower. I'll make you some warm tea" said Anisa. Looking at her husband who looked uninspired, Anisa felt increasingly guilty. He regretted all of what he said yesterday. After this she will apologize, and will not ask her husband to remarry.

"Yes," Andra answered Anisa's short words. He also went straight to the bathroom.

He came home late on purpose today. Because he did not want to argue anymore with Anisa.

"forgive me, baby. I didn't mean to silence you. But I just want you to be aware and understand that I really can't remarry with another woman" Andra murmured in her heart as she stepped foot into the bathroom.

Finished bathing and changing clothes, Aldra headed for the sofa in the living room. Anisa is seriously reading a magazine. Without greeting her, Aldra immediately sat on the empty sofa and took a cup of warm tea on the table that Anisa had prepared.

Anisa immediately put down her magazine after knowing her husband was near her.

"Mas Andra wants to eat?" asked Anisa.

"Mas Andra is still angry huh?," Anisa asked hesitantly.

"You should understand" answered Andra in a flat tone, without looking at Anisa. Actually he did not want to be cold like this towards his wife. But he was forced to do it, because he wanted his wife to be aware and not tell him to marry again.

"Look at me Mas" Anisa held her husband's cheek and directed him to look at her.

"I'm sorry. I'm sorry that I always forced Mas Andra to remarry. I now realize that what I did was very wrong. Sorry if I hurt you. But all I did was just want to see you happy," Anisa looked at her husband's face wryly. His tears could not be filled.

Andra who saw her wife crying immediately hugged her tightly. He was so relieved that his wife had realized his mistake.

"Honey already. I've forgiven you. Promise me not to get married again. Because I would never want to. I'd rather die than get married again. We live this together, dear. Mas sure we can if we keep together," Andra said, then let go of his embrace. In the rubbing of tears that still flowed on the beautiful cheeks of his wife was soft. How much he loved his woman.

"Yes, I promise I will never ask you to marry again. And thank you for always being there for me, always being a passion for me, thank you for loving and loving me so deeply. I'm very lucky to have you Mas" Anisa said with a smile on her face.

The two of them embraced each other affectionately.

"Yes, I'm sleeping" Take Andra.

"Tumben, not her usual Mas Andra ngajakin sleeping at this hour," Anisa looked at her husband by frowning to her two eyebrows in astonishment.

"Tonight we try yuk, who knows how it works," Andra twirled her one eye to tease Anisa.

"Start, the edges must be there," said Anisa with red blushing cheeks.

Without lingering, Andra also directly carried Anisa to the room in a joking laugh between the two of them.