WEDDING (Not Just) IN BED

WEDDING (Not Just) IN BED
SHEER HAPPINESS



How happy Agnes is tonight. Watching the pair of brightly lit eyeballs like fireflies in the middle of a pitch-black night.


The carefree laughter of the brothers and sisters who are as fateful and tolerant makes him so desire happiness forever.


"Don't scramble! There's a lot of koq!" he said to see for himself the behavior of his sisters who rarely eat well.


Yep. Since the mother married again, this foundation does not take care of everything. Including their basic needs. Can eat rice twice a day is very grateful for them. Moreover, food snacks are quite expensive because there is no money.


Hhh.....


"Based on a stupid kid! I told you not to be a martabak beggar for your brothers' stomachs! But to destroy them!"


Suddenly Mr. Robert was standing in front of them. Makes her sisters retreat in fear. They already know their minds and minds.


Agnes just kept quiet and did not answer. Tidying up some more dus that still has the contents of the hammer. Then stand up and retreat towards his sisters.


"It's been a week, but your work is very slow. If you want to be a beggar, that's better for me. Just go there, at the red light, and bring a can of biscuits!"


Shake it!!!!!!


The front door was pulled by Mr. Robert as hard as possible. Making Agnes could only sigh long.


"Sir, takuuut!"


"Don't be afraid, there's a sister. If that person is acting rudely with you, fight.don't shut up! Brother will always take care and protect you!"


Hhh.... Long night for Agnes. He could not sleep because of the actions of Mr. Robert who seemed to threaten him. Thought garbled. He was also afraid that he and his younger siblings would be expelled from the orphanage that had raised them as children.


....


Mira sleeps first with her body turned back on her husband. Dizziness his head thought of the adult man's way of mind.


He didn't ask for anything. Only Rahman's love and affection. What difficulty. And the cold Rahman did not dare to harass his wife who came back angry at him.


He looked at Mira's back. Hope the woman he loves turns towards him and improves by giving his sweetest smile.


Unfortunately, both fall into the category of selfish humans. Might as well. Or maybe it's a sense of inferiority and fear in one's own mind. Shame to start apologizing first. Feel low if it opens the way of peace first. Feeling defeated until finally you have to keep giving up.


Hhhh.....


Trings.


Mira heard the twang of the chat tone from her hape. He turned his body. Rahman was asleep.


You selfish man! If he feels wrong, he should apologize. Woo me, hug me! What's the trouble anyway? I am that one, until it will not melt if he melts my heart with the praise of his love. Even love, it must be shown! If necessary, announce to everyone.."I love Miraaaaa!" that's what it's hard for. Fuck up! Ish's....


Mira took the hape. Eyes rounded. From Dika. It's 11:43 p.m.


Heart's pounding. Didn't expect if the man dared to chat at this hour, but this afternoon he had told me that he had a husband.


Mira wakes up from her sleep. Walk slowly towards the middle of his house. Opening of chattan Dika.


Hi, have you slept?


Hhh.... Mira breathed out. His chest was finely rustled. He was angry but curious about his ex-girlfriend.


The letters of each letter form a sentence.


"Woke up because of your chatπŸ™„"


"So yπŸ™„"


That emojinya funny veryπŸ˜…πŸ˜—


"Certainly? Problems you?πŸ™„"


The hell, the more likeπŸ˜‚πŸ˜—


"meaning?πŸ™„"


Like can donkπŸ˜‚πŸ˜—


"God! I'm a married womanπŸ™„"


Yes, you know, but love can not be removed just like that. how donkπŸ˜‚πŸ˜—


"Based on a madman!πŸ™„"


It's crazy papa krn kamuπŸ˜‚πŸ˜—


"SintingπŸ™„"


MakasiπŸ˜‚πŸ˜—


"StresπŸ™„"


IyaπŸ˜‚πŸ˜—


"Ladenin crazy, I jd crazy jgπŸ™„πŸ˜…"


Yeaaaa same" crazy y weπŸ˜‚πŸ˜—πŸ’•


"Udah don't chat lgπŸ™„"


OkeyπŸ˜‚πŸ˜—πŸ’•


"Ish what the hell? I said no chat,πŸ™„"


I was just trying to politely reply to your chat, MiraπŸ˜‚πŸ˜—πŸ’•


"SerahπŸ™„"


Yes.make up for understandingπŸ˜‚πŸ˜—πŸ’•


"For more peopleπŸ™„ ByeπŸ™„πŸ™„πŸ™„πŸ™„πŸ™„<TAG1>"


Bye also Mira. Have anice dream yuaπŸ˜‚πŸ˜—πŸ’•


Hhhh.... Mira sighed but her lips smiled small.


What happiness is this. Does this include happiness? Though he himself knew, this action was clearly wrong. Replying to an ex-girlfriend chat is jamming 12 nights without the husband's knowledge what actions are allowed?


Hhh... Mira squeaks her temple. Dizziness head.


When the household is stretching, why suddenly there must be an ordeal in the form of "false happiness" with the presence of the former. Beloved in the past. Hhh....