WHY LOVE

Action Night (2)

The noise from the direction of the room made the breath of Madam Siska and Vinda feel stuck in the esophagus. The groaning was chorus of male and female voices. With her knees already shaking, Madam Siska ventured to hold the door handle.

Brakes

The door is wide open.

Nope, no. It must be just a dream. I'm dreaming, right?

Madam Siska and her son seemed to lose their voice, just shaking their heads, hoping that this was just an event in a dream.

His eyes glared with gaping mouths looking at the indecent sight. Two adults of the opposite sex were struggling, with clothes strewn carelessly. The two were surprised by the presence of three guests in the doorway. Hurriedly they pulled the blankets covering her innocent body. Pras grabbed his clothes that were lying on the table, wearing them quickly.

"Mami-Winda." Vibrating his voice, Pras gasped at the face, when he realized that the two women who stood glued were his son and his wife.

"Pras, you son of a bitch!!! Why did you betray me, huh! You have destroyed our family. Fuck you Pras. Goddamn it!!!"

Whether it got strength from nowhere, suddenly Madame Siska approached. Stabbing her husband's body, clawing at him, screaming in anger. The beaten one tried to fend off with his hand. Not intending to retaliate, Pras only held his wife's hand so as not to continue venting anger. Pras' mouth was locked, he was still in shock with the unexpected incident. Wife's pergok.

"You too. You cheap girl. Want morotin Papi I hah!!! Winda angrily approached. Snatch the blonde hair of a young woman who rolls her body with a blanket up to the neck.

Aww

The woman grimaced in pain. His hair was pulled violently until his head looked up.

The sound of screaming in the silent night made the neighbors of the room come, wanting to know what happened. The owner of the boarding house tried to hold them to look into the room. But the sound of rage and the scream of anger venting, made people barge in out of curiosity. Finally the drama in the room became a spectacle and recorded people, before finally someone intervened to break up, calming the situation.

"I told you not to make a fuss. Just get them out of here! I don't want this cost to go viral because of your affair." The owner has lost his patience. He chose to expel the two, following his guest.

****

Across the street within 50 meters, there was a black car parked on the shoulder of the road. Two handsome guys in it. Nico and Malik clearly watched the people coming out from the boarding gate. Accompanied by some of the residents of the boarding house who followed by capturing using a cellphone camera.

Pras, who was walking down, did not dwell when Madame Siska dragged her into the same car. While the driver brought his master's car which was in the parking lot.

"Next there will be an apocalypse in their luxurious home. " Nico commented on the minute-long live show. The boarding area was again deserted when two cars died, the gate was again closed tightly by security.

"Where are we going?" Malik turned his head because Nico had yet to answer his question. He saw Nico thinking hard.

"Why haven't your men told you? Don't be so." Nico asked back. It was 11pm, but there was no word of the arrest of his assistant Pras. Though tonight has got a leak, there will be a meeting with officials of the ministry. For the handover of tender winning bribes.

"There has been no movement, he said. They're still monitoring." Malik received a report message from his men.

"Would we go home? Sleep, wait for tomorrow to watch the news on TV" continued Malik.

"No. Let's just find a coffee shop. Going home can't possibly sleep, if there's no good news."

Malik just shrugged his shoulders. He turned his car around, re-splitting the highway that began to be empty. Looking for a coffee shop that is still open at midnight.

****

Holy PoV

I reluctantly let Mas Nico go. I thought we'd sleep together, have a casual conversation and joke until drowsiness strikes. It turns out that Bang Malik came to pick me up. Tonight he said all the obstacles to our relationship would end. Mas Nico will expose all the rottenness of Pras, his papa Winda.

After Mas Nico, I just fell on the bed. To go down to accompany Mother watching TV also feels lazy, and also tired of course. I pray to God that my husband be given smoothness and salvation in all matters.

I can't stay awake for long. My eyes began to tighten with drowsiness, yawning many times. True to the term Mas Nico, the unification was like a natural sleeping pill. I really can't afford to keep my eyes on me anymore. I'm asleep.

At 12 midnight I woke up to pee. Looking to the side, the usual place Mas Nico slept while hugging me. But the figure is not there, there is only a bolster.

After peeing, I checked my phone. I wish there was a message my husband sent, but nothing. Wanted to call but hesitated, afraid to interfere with his mission. I chose to pray again, reciting dhikr. Until I realized I was back to sleep.

The movement of the mattress that waves, keeps my eyes awake. Hugging the coiled burly hands in the stomach was familiar, my face immediately sparkled. I turned around, smiling broadly at the handsome face that was also looking at me with a smile. His gaze was so warm and soft.

I touched the entire surface of his face, making sure there were no injuries. Make sure he's okay. At first glance I saw the wall clock, at 2 am.

"Beautiful, I'm home safe. It's all over." Mas Nico kissed my cheesy forehead. Drown my face in his arms.

Thank God, it was a relief to hear the good news.

"Let's go to bed, baby!"

I just nodded. With a sweet smile and a peck on the cheek, I did. "I love you, my husband."

One sentence of feeling, from the deepest heart, sincerely I said for the first time. Appreciation for my husband's sacrifice for the happiness of our love bond.

"I love you too. My wife, my darling, my bidad."

Mas Nico kissed my whole face feelingly. Yeah, I can feel it. His love flow is so strong it touches the pores of the skin, seeps into the heart, radiates to the heart that we can feel each other's heartbeat is too tight, because we are in love again.

Oh Allah...

This man has a special place in my heart

I fell in love with her

His love and affection are so great

And I will repay you with loyalty

*I don't just love*

But I love him because of God

Yes Rabb

Make my husband someone who shares his love with You

To increase my strength to love You

...Seriate...