Wife To Reyhan

Wife To Reyhan
Chapter 38



After the kidnapping two weeks ago, Mesya is still traumatized.


The senses are supposed to go to the office to work, but have to work at home. The wife cannot stay home alone.


“Darling, why is your face so pale?” tanya Indra looked at Mesya who had just come out of the bathroom.


“Entahlah. Looks like a cold, food can't get into my stomach.”


“I call Doctor?”


“Hahs. No need, it's just a common pain. Soon also healed,” reject Mesya.


“Good. If the pain increases, do not refuse to call a doctor. Now you rest,” said softly Indra.


Mesya.


The cup!


Indra gave a kiss on the head of the wife.


“I work first yes. Do you mind if I stay?” ask Indra.


Mesya immediately pulled the hand of the husband to hold it, since the last two weeks they very rarely went outside the room. Even Mesya could not be far from the husband, so forced Indra had to bring all his files and laptops to the room.


“Do not go.” Hugged the husband's hand in a spoiled voice.


“I'm only in the workspace below, not to the office.”


Mesya insisted on his will, not to be far from the husband.


“Don't leave me, hiks ..” Mesya started to shed tears.


“Darling, why are you crying? Yeah, fine. I will not go,” Indra said weakened.


Mesya who heard it instantly returned the sumringah, showing off his cheerful face.


“But just for today. If I don't go to the office, who feeds you and pays for all the necessities in this house!”


Mesya again put on his pouting face.


“Iya,” let her pull her husband to lie down with her.


Mesya went into the arms of the husband, and laid his face on the chest of the field of Indra.


“Forward, don't blame me if you want it!” indra's Tham.


Because the wife is playing on the chest of her field, by rubbing her face left and right.


However, Indra's threat did not apply to him. He lay on the body of the husband, like a cow sniffing the scent of Indra.


“Honey, you are like a cow anyway?” goda Indra chuckled at the wife's behavior.


At first Mesya pouted, but the face did not move from the top of her husband's body.


“Mas, why does your body smell so good. What perfume are you wearing?” tanya Mesya is still on top of the body, with a change of position to sit.


“I don't wear perfume at all.”


“Then wear what? Why is your body so fragrant? Have you ever hugged another woman?” his eyes looked suspiciously.


“What the hell Honey. You see for yourself, did I ever get out of this room? Even during these two weeks, I have always been with you!”


“Then, why does it smell so good? Like the scent of women!”


“For whatever, Honey. I've never met any woman!” he showed two fingers to Mesya.


Mesya thought for a moment, then nodded.


“Awas only! If I see you with another woman, I will cut your assets to the ground!” menacam Mesiah.


Indra who heard it, swallowed his saliva violently.


“Darling, your threat is serious?”


“I'm very serious. Want to try?” mesya asked by playing both of his eyebrows.


Indra quickly shook her head.


Mesya smiled with satisfaction, let alone seeing the frightened face of the husband.


Mesya hugged her husband again, but had not yet moved from above her body.


“Darling, don't be like this. I can't stand it,” whispered Indra, as it already felt tight down there.


Mesya ignored the words of the husband.


Indra pushed slowly the body of the wife, then moved now her who was on the body of the wife.


“That's enough! Now it's my turn,” Indra said with my eyes.


Pulling Mesya's clothes slowly and throwing them in any direction.


Indra started playing up there and left some traces on Mesya's white neck.


Because he could not hold it anymore, Indra took off all the clothes he was wearing and started the action.


Sports during the day, successfully make this husband and wife become sweaty.


Room full of village sounds**n Mesya, makes Indra more excited.


Until the end, Indra accelerated to leave the seeds of love in the stomach of the wife. The two of them were hoping for the little angel inside to quickly grow.


With a breath that goes up and down, Indra breaks away and settles down beside the wife.


Mesya pulled out a blanket to cover their innocent bodies.


“Honey, it seems like today you are very excited?”


“Of course. Every day I am always excited, especially today you started it.”


“Often it's like this.” Pulling the wife into his arms, Indra repeatedly pecked at the top of his head.


Silent moment.


“What do you think?” ask Indra.


“I'm thinking about my sister's wedding, Meysi. I really hope they can keep it. Since long ago, Arga was indeed considerate of her and from her gaze, Arga liked Meysi.”


“We just pray. Hopefully the path taken by them, it's the best,” Indra softly said.


“We can't force what we want. Because they are living it. So, we are just encouraging and always supporting the path they take,” Indra added again.


***


After the magrib, Arga began to prepare to sell around.


“Lock the door of the house, until I go home do not open the door if there is an unknown person knocking on the door,” Arga said without seeing Meysi.


“What time is home?” tanyakanya.


“Jam 10.00pm, it may be until midnight,” said.


Meysi thought.


“I'm coming.”


“No. At home only!” reject Arga.


Reason refused, not want to bring. However, do not want to see Meysi cold what else there are a lot of bad mosquitoes.


“No. I don't want to be in ...”


“At what?” tanya Arga sees Meysi not continuing his words.


“Gosh! I almost slipped!” he murmured in the heart.


“I mean, what if someone does something bad out there. In a nutshell, you can't fight!” tease Meysi.


“I can take care of myself!” chirps Arga while wearing her jacket.


“I don't want to know. I'm coming with you,” Meysi said fixed with his stance.


Arga let out a rough breath.


“Quick! I don't have much time!” step out of the house first.


Meysi who heard him smiled satisfied.


After making sure the house was locked, Arga slowly pushed his cart followed by Meysi in the later.


“Bakso, meatballs.”


Arga stopped where he used to hang out, by hitting the bowl with a spoon.


After a few minutes, came a woman who used to buy her meatballs.


“Bang, Arga. Buy meatballs dong.”


“OK, Bu.”


The woman's net was fixed on the beautiful woman sitting next to her.


“Who, Bang? New girlfriend, don't you have a wife?”


Arga who heard it immediately smiled wryly, not finished the drama this afternoon with the widow woman who came to his house.


Now comes another woman who speaks with origin.


“Haha, not Bu,” said Arga with forced laughter.


“then, who dong?” ask the woman again, out of curiosity.


Arga seemed a little troubled to answer.


“Include, Mom. I am his wife Bang Arga,” Meysi reached out her hand.


“Oh wife. Isn't he, his wife is in the village?”


Meysi stared at Arga.


“Iya, Mom. I'm here after my husband,” Meysi said again.


After finishing wrapping the meatball, Arga again sat on the chair.


“Who is your wife in the village?” ask Meysi.


“A-anu ..”


“Anu what? Why do you look nervous? Do you have a lover?”


Arga seemed to think, then nodded slowly.


Seeing Arga nod, there was a look of disappointment from Meysi's face.


“Oh,” sahutnya with vibrating voice.


“More precisely Wife. But, I'm not sure! If she thinks of me as a husband.”


“Why is that? You mean you've been married before?” meysi still did not understand.


Arga shook his head.


“I was born and raised in that house. Have you ever seen me holding a woman besides you?”


Meysi began to understand the direction of Arga's conversation.


Silent moment.


“This wedding is a mistake. I'm not forcing you to keep this marriage. I will accept all decisions from you,” Arga said.


“Arga, I'm sorry!” lirih Meysi's.


“Do not apologize, Miss. It was all my fault.”


“This is not your fault. If only I hadn't left you and heard your explanation. Perhaps, this problem will not go so far.”


“No need to regret that has passed, I'm sorry, Miss. Not supposed to, I did that to Miss.”


“Nona, come back home tomorrow. Everyone must be waiting for Miss at home.”


“You kicked me out?”


“No. Miss has a life there, Miss can go back to living a new life with the man Miss loves.”


Back silence.


“Means you don't want to continue this marriage?”


Arga smiled wryly.


“For what marriage is without love and also only one who wants this marriage to continue. I don't want any coercion between this relationship,” said softly Arga.


“Who said? I want to,” Meysi said, but she quickly covered her mouth with her hands.


Arga turned his head to the side, Arga smirked his smile at Meysi who was flabbergasted.


***