WIFE DRAMA
Drama 37
Wafi just nodded.
“Waf?” call Liora.
“What, Li?”
“Why did you marry me last night?”
Wafi inhaled a deep breath and then fixed the position so that he was comfortable and his wife could lie well beside him.
“First, I can take you to the police station, but what for? The investigation has been completed and the case file has been submitted to the public prosecutor. That is, I have no more duties and responsibilities in the Reiki case. Second, if if you are in the Reiki position and vice versa, not necessarily I can get evidence that you are innocent or he deliberately slandered you.”
Wafi said while playing the wife's hair. “Three, this is an opportunity for me because you will definitely not refuse. I'm sure you'll choose us to marry instead of going to jail, even though your plan worked. And lastly, a cunning, smart, intelligent woman like you is a danger. So, let me be the handler, because if other men can be fooled all out.”
Liora laughed widely. “I'm not a criminal. If the bad guy is the same I just reply.”
“Partially I also don't want you to be with other people.”
“Why? We've only known him for the past three months. It was not intense.”
“You made me remember my late mother. If it is near you I feel comfortable, calm.”
Liora tightened her embrace at Wafi's waist. “Sama, I'm also close to you. Sometimes we pilgrimage to your mother's meal, yes.”
“Iya.” Wafi put a kiss on his wife's forehead.
"Emang after knowing the truth, you don't pity that same Reiki?"
Wafi squinted his eyes. "Where, yeah. As a law enforcement officer I should be obliged to reveal the truth. But I remember the wounds you received. And my heart won't accept."
"Why?"
"I don't like men who play with their hands. Women should not be beaten. Can still be discussed well. If the emotion, yes, just leave it. That's why yesterday when you rejected my proposal, I went to calm down."
"Yes, but if you can't do that now, Waf. At least say you want to go. Don't leave me without explanation."
"Yes." Yeah."
"We're both learning, yeah, Waf. I don't want to fail again."
"Yes, Honey. Uh, did you tell Sena that I knew about the conspiracy between the two of you?”
“Typically.”
“Loh right?!”
“Eh, but you deleted not vidio yesterday? That danger?”
“Udah. Understand me about that.”
“Means here there is a dong camera?”
“Oh, yes. I forgot to take it off.” Wafi patted the jidat.
“Ih, watch out fast. So I was pacing back and forth from earlier wearing this haram dress snarled dong?”
“Gak papa's. So my personal collection is.”
“Ck, ih.” Liora hit her husband's chest.
The investigator hugged his wife tightly. “When do you take care of the divorce papers?”
“Why?”
“Let us get married officially.”
“What is not the speed. What if we wait for the trial of the Reiki case to be completed?”
“Yes, if you want it.”
“All of you can approach your sister.”
Wafi nodded in agreement.
“As a state servant, before public marriage you must first marry. Does it matter with my status?”
“Gak it, Honey. Provided there is a divorce deed, can kok.”
“Emang you are not ashamed of marrying a widow?”
“Then why try? Meningan marital widows taste virgin than marriage virgins taste widows. Yes, no?”
“Iya also sih.”
“Moving rooms, yuk! I want to take this off your bastard clothes.” Wafi said with concern.
“Hahaha, this is fortunately an experienced same marriage. I'd really like to try somewhere else.”
“You guys try new position, gak?”
“Bby.”
“Matiin first lights.”
Wafi came down from the sofa. Turn off the headlights and television. This time they enjoy a shahdu night under the bright lights of the city of Jakarta that reaches the glass of the apartment.
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This morning the couple was playing around in the bathup before starting the activity. Help each other clean up, but also provide touches that can arouse passion. Until the end of self-unification.
Satisfied they both turn to the shower for a clean shower and then both go out and get dressed. From there they went to the kitchen. Wafi helped his wife prepare breakfast.
“Let me bring cooking for your sister, yes,” Liora said.
“Bby.”
Liora held her hand in front of her husband.
“What?” ask Wafi.
“Mobile shopping.”
“Oh, yes, I forgot.” Wafi reached into her pants pocket to pick up the wallet. “Pinnya our wedding date yesterday.”
“Live replaced?”
“Iya, dong.” Wafi smiled too.
“Not that I don't want to use my money first. Afraid you'll miss the urgency.”
“No papa, Honey. If I forget, yes, be reminded carefully.” Wafi answered while chewing on a sandwich made by his wife. “Partially you are now my responsibility.”
Liora's lips curled up a smile.
“Oh, yes, dear, how is your car? Still in the cafe garage?”
“Ga, I've been anther to the used car showroom. Want on sale.”
“Why?”
“Create add-add cost of building cafe.”
“Kok I don't know?”
“Yang disappeared for two weeks who.”
“Sorry, yes. I was disappointed again.”
“I know.”
“Let's say less to me, yes.”
“Iya.”
After enjoying breakfast, both of them rose from the meaning table. Liora let go of the husband with a glimpse of the levies on the lips. “Daa, husband.”
“Daa, wife,” reply Wafi.
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Right at lunchtime, Wafi immediately walked out of the office towards his apartment building. Arriving in the basement, he called his wife to come down immediately. Before long Liora seemed to walk towards where she was waiting.
“Hai, Baby,” greet Liora when enter the car.
Wafi smiled. “Bring what?”
“I brought curry rice that you said tastes the same as your mother. Continue to dry tempe anchovies with fish gulai,” said Liora.
“My sister would have liked it. Wafi took his vehicle out of the parking lot.
“Oh, yes, your brother is how old is he?”
“I'm the same Sister Vira is different ten years,” explained Wafi.
“Away too, yes.”
“He's an obstetrician at one of the biggest hospitals here. Her husband was a director at one of the private banks.”
Liora rounded her mouth.
