The Wives Injured

blocking all account numbers belonging to the Bude ira family

"l. Yuuks. It's malem!"

"Where's haris? What's your problem?"

"That's it. The story later, not my mood."

Along the way. Alea stared at the car window. There's a lot he thinks. He was eager to survive, although repeatedly Mas Haris hurt with his mind and words. But he was already a darling, he had promised to survive.

"Mas. There is not a single feeling for me. Why did you choose Irene, was it because she was famous. If I hold on, do you agree. At least Mama will be fine when we're together. Together in the hospital when mom recovered."

"Lo must have thought of Haris again?" Sinta drove and held Alea's shoulder.

"Heuumphs. I saw Irene in the room with another man. I want to tell Mas Haris, hopefully with that .. "

"May what. Hope Haris can love you Al. You think Haris will believe that, no evidence?"

Alea fell silent. He just looked around without looking and looking at the man. It's clearly wrong he didn't record it. Until he shook his head and looked down.

"Please Al's. There are still many other joys, Haris is not the right man you have to defend!"

"Yes Sin. But .. "

"OKAY. I hope your eyes open, it's hard to get rid of those feelings quickly. I was on that side once. But all will pass Al. Excitement yes, I'm sure you'll be happy!"

"Thanks to Sin."

Shortly Alea received a message from Haris. He asked himself tomorrow to meet him at the moon cafe at five in the afternoon. It made Alea fly and slightly sent the emoji a smile.

Sinta only tried to glance, but she was so shocked resigned when Alea replied to a message from an evil husband in her opinion.

"Hadeuu. It's hard to talk to kasmaran people." Sinta said.

"Not Sin. I just want to see you." said Alea.

"Yo wis's. Then you want to tell me what, why I called. The old shut door, where are you until you get out the same face the way you're a weird rich zombie?"

Alea was speechless, staring at the rearview mirror and glancing towards Sinta. He was confused to say honesty earlier with a man without a clear face. Only black room but he clearly saw the suit with a feel alone, he was no stranger to the model and what branded cloth was in the man.

"Ouch. Sin .. My bracelet doesn't exist." he shouted.

Until Sinta stopped and tried to find the one thing that was missing. Which may still be around the car fell.

THE NEXT DAY.

Alea has arrived at the moon cafe. Number twenty-seven is Haris' favorite number. I don't know where he knows, but he just often observes the man he loves, from the moment he meets.

Each stop at a cafe, with a sealed and sealed room. He installed a wifi connection that was connected to his laptop. After ordering from the cashier. The thing Alea never remembered was the sweet word.

"Sit. I don't like to see women waiting at the door!"

"But, what if I ..?"

"Be quiet. That way you won't interfere with my concentration!"

Alea got an order from Haris. He smiled and covered his face in shame. Until he accompanied and read a book without a sound.

Although it was a small thing Alea remembered, although Haris never spoke much. That is his charismatic feature, making love become love deeper. So if Haris asks her to separate, she is not willing and eager to be by his side always.

Before long, Haris came and looked back at Alea's smiling gaze. But not on harris, he rolled up a shirt on his slightly coiled arm.

Silently, Haris sat down and looked at Alea with many questions. It was realized by Alea with the gaze of Mas Haris who raised his eyebrows with a spotlight as usual.

"I just want to be the best. When you left me. At least give me a sign, if I ever cared!"

"Whataa .. cares. Al, are you aware of what you're saying?" ask Haris.

"I'm sober. By behaving like this. I'm glad Mas Haris talks a lot, asks a lot of questions. Am I empty, and there's nothing in my heart?" look Alea.

Haris fell silent, confused to answer. If you can say, Haris is happy if Alea is there to accompany him with courtesy as he is appreciated. Unlike Irene who never respects and kisses hands, just rolling up a shirt sleeve is not, the little thing a wife does.

Nevermind Alea. I don't have much time, quickly what you want to say. Until I had to take my time, you knew this was the dumbest thing I met and split my time with.

"Just look, if that's what you're saying right now. Doesn't matter!" threaten Haris's.

"Mas. I don't know where to start, but I don't know if you'll believe me. I'm telling you honestly. Because I can't lie."

"l. Never mind, what are you saying. Just say it clearly and point. I'm afraid to hear an explanation!"

"Mas. Last night ..I." fell silent.

"It's okay. Tell me!" Haris asks Alea to come in and talk seriously in the car.

I've heard of it. If our meeting is destiny. Our short friendship is destiny. Living together is destiny, but you can choose one.

"So what am I capable of holding my heart. I have you, what if I make a request?"

"Request. You're like Alea's petty woman, you're too greedy!"

"Mas. Whatever you say. Let me love you inside. But let me stay close to you. Although friends, I'll be ready to exist when you're lonely."

"While you have to hide?" ask Haris with a stupid laugh.

"I am a fool. But I made my heart love you too deeply. Let me get close and forget our story slowly!"

Haris who laughed receded. He didn't like it if Alea talked about wanting to forget, by staying close together and meeting.

"What's on your mind Alea?" ask Haris.

His face was a little close, just in a centi daze. Alea swallowed the saliva and shook back to stare at Haris's ranum and speak.

"I want us to be together. Until my mother recovers and recovers. I've got word, mama's gonna get well and a lot of changes!"

Heard the word Mama. Haris feels guilty, he should not ignore his real mother. For Irene's sake, she had to throw away a mother who gave birth to her.

Just because I didn't approve of her relationship with Irene.

"alright. I'll take you home!"

"No need to Mas. I've ordered a taxi, thank you for your current time!"

Alea Smile. There was a trembling claustrophobic thing, Haris looked at Alea who opened the car door and walked out with a single punch. Their judge's decision was not yet legal to divorce, but Alea still touched his hands and parted with a smile.

"Sorry Alea. If you insist on staying beside me. Then you must be ready to hurt Alea." said Haris. He turned the car around and drove away after staring at Alea who entered the taxi first.

Tbc.