THIS IS MY DESTINY...

26 The Angel of Heaven

From the afternoon until after Isya' Safia did not come out of her room. Hermawan had persuaded him but he always refused. Actually he felt bored in the room, but he was embarrassed if he went out of the room with a purplish red neck condition.

" Mas Hermawan is really insolent. Tega did this to me once" No matter how hard Safia covered Hermawan's suction. The former was not closed either. " Not funny if I go out of the room wearing a scarf? Surely Wulan ngledekin I'm all out" Safia was still pondering on her makeup desk. Then she got up from her dresser and opened her closet.

An idea came across him. " Do I have to wear a veil?, at least Wulan will have no reason to hurt me" Safia murmured

He also took a milk-brown sweater and a pair of pants. He again chose a hood that fits to complete his appearance. Finally he slaughtered his matching colored pasmina with his sweater.

Safia rushed down from her room after wearing the clothes she had chosen. As he went down the stairs Safia heard laughter in the dining room. Safia finally stepped into the dining room at a fast pace.

" Wiiih.. enek mas Hermawan machak..." Ledek Wulan (wiiihhh no mas Hermawan dandan continue). Hermawan turned to Safia.

Safia who initially clenched her hand wanted to punch Wulan finally lowered her hand. She did not want her husband to judge her as a bar-bar woman.

" Here baby..." Hermawan patted a chair beside him. Safia finally sat down next to her husband.

" Wong wedok lak wes rabi, kudu macak continue neng ngarep e bojo. Ojo Sampek ketok. Ben bojo added love" said Safia's mother started a conversation. (women if married, should dress up directly in front of her husband. Don't make it look messy. Make the husband more in love)

" Bener kuwi nduk" replied Safia. (that's right girl)

" Bapak iki yo, melu-melu mbelani mbak" Wulan did not seem to want to lose.(this father, yes, participated in defending the sisters)

" Uwes-ewes...! The shrimp keep ra manganese" (already,! If the debate continues later not to eat) Safia's mother began to take rice and side dishes for the father. Then followed by Wulan.

In another corner Hermawan incessantly threw a glance at his wife's face. Safia who had been feeling looked at since earlier started to get nervous. " Mad, stop your mischievous look at me!!" whiskey Safia.

" Am I not to stare at an angel of heaven next to my beloved?" Hermawan seemed amazed by the appearance of Safia hooded. Sometimes he plays Safia's veil. Feeling uncomfortable with her husband's attitude Safia brushed off Hermawan's hand. Hermawan getting such treatment even chuckled.

" Hertican! this is all because of the gold cup this afternoon. I'm lazy to accept the ridicule from Wulan. That's why I'm hooded" Safia whispered back.

" Hahaha, then tonight I will make more. So that you always look like this when out of the room" seduced Hermawan.

" Be careful if you do that again!! I will not hesitate to make naughty lips mas!" safia's reply is getting more intense.

" If you dare to put on my lips, I won't let you sleep with a thread every night!" Whisper herma again.

Hearing her husband's words, Safia looked at Hermawan with a murderous gaze. Hermawan laughed amusedly at the terrible look his wife gave him.

In a different chair Wulan seemed annoyed with the intimacy displayed by Safia and Hermawan. Wulan felt envy as to why her brother's life could be perfect like that. He has a handsome and rich husband. OMG.....! Wulan chews her mouth food with a rough toothblow.

Seeing the romance of her daughter with her husband, Safia's mother and Safia's father seemed happy. Sometimes I tease my mother by remembering her youth. Mom blushed embarrassed while pinching dad's thigh.

Finish dinner father and mother safia relax in the family room with Wulan. Father and mother watch a buming soap opera at Chanel flying fish. While Wulan coolly rubbed his mobile phone screen. Where are Safia and Hermawan?!

" Don't come near!" Safia shifted her sitting position to slightly move away from her husband.

" Why, dear..." Hermawan pulled Safia's waist until both of their bodies stuck together.

" It's in the garden, you and I can see us! i'm embarrassed..." Safia was upset by Hermawan's attitude.

" Then yuuk's room...!" hermawan Goda.

" Why, dear..." Hermawan grabbed Safia's chin until their gazes clashed against each other.

" I'm always flirty...!"

" A flirty wife can't?" seductive Hermawan while bringing his face closer.

" But I always sprain...!"

Cup....

A gentle kiss landed on Safia's lips. Safia pushes Hermawan's body.

" The more you refuse, the more tempted I am, dear..." Hermawan further tightened his embrace.

Truth be told, my husband turned four heads. But why the lust like ABG son huh? Or is my husband in second puberty? inner Safia.

Safia shuddered in horror. She never imagined that her husband was getting older.

" Well, if it's out, don't fuck!" Safia Threatens.

" Hahaha....why are you so jealous now?" Hermawan laughed out loud. Satisfied that he found his wife now beginning to be possessive.

" Aah, no! Who is jealous? I just don't want to be the same as the girls out there. Shame of age...!" Safia was a little nervous because Hermawan knew the direction of Safia's conversation.

" Why don't you want to tell me, baby.if you're getting jealous now.hahaha"

" Bodo is great, it's up to you!" Safia folded her arms around her chest and turned her back to Hermawan.

Hermawan has no sense in judging his wife. He spontaneously carried the body of his wife like bridal style. Safia squealed for Hermawan-friendly treatment. Safia thrashed asking to be sent down from Hermawan's arms. But Hermawan did not flinch at all.

Safia finally buried her face in Hermawan's chest. He was ashamed that his mother, father, even Wulan knew the romance of Hermawan. Safia was completely made non-stabby by Hermawan.

Hermawan carried Safia's body through the family room. Safia slightly peeked with her tails.

why so quiet? are they all asleep? thank goodness.inner Safia.

Hermawan walked very carefully up the stairs. When he got to his room, he stopped for a moment.

" Elock the door, baby..." Hermawan looked at Safia with a seductive smile. Safia turned her bedroom door knob. The hermawan pushed the door with his feet. And immediately lay Safia's body on the bed.

Safia is afraid her husband is forcing her to serve him tonight. She felt unwell to serve her husband. In addition, women who have just miscarried are not allowed to have sex for up to 2 weeks to 6 weeks. So as not to result in infection in the woman's uterus.

Safia was nervous because Hermawan locked the door of her room and immediately laid her body beside Safia. Hermawan buried his face in the recess of Safia's neck. " Sleep baby, tomorrow morning we go to Surabaya" whispered Hermawan.

Safia began to close her eyes, trying to neutralize her heartbeats.

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