Wife Unvalued

CHAPTER 80 - Repeating Back

A little surprised, Bima was preceded by his papa accomplice. They moved very quickly, presumably the papa did not play games. As Bima had heard, her father had clearly requested the return of all Bima's treasures during Papa Atma's reign.

It's okay, in that way it's the same way Bima does not have a debt of gratitude. Although all obtained from his efforts, but that does not mean Bima has a desire to seize all that. Consider it break even, his father educated and lived it from birth, as a child he just tried to be filial to the point of no longer being appreciated.

"Why did it have to be hit if it was finally given, Mom?"

If you attack to defend your rights, it doesn't matter. However, what Bima did was exactly the opposite. Obviously Lengkara did not run out of thought, especially in that way Bima actually felt pain due to being attacked back.

"They're disrespectful to mom, Ra."

Bima still answered despite grimacing when feeling the pain due to bruises on his face. Absolutely not Bima guessed if the people who used to bow their heads to her would end up like this.

Back again, Bima's answer made Lengkara pursed his lips. This man loves his mother very much, he is not willing when his papa guards do rough even make the mother's back hurt.

Just like Yudha, they had little in common and Lengkara felt that way. Yes, in some situations, Bima is really exactly Yudha, the good one who always expects him to be okay.

"Darling, are we sleeping in this room?"

Lengkara was momentarily silent, he remembered this room was where he had met Yudha after three months of not gazing at the beautiful world. The bitter meeting that left him sick and impossible he could forget was a little disturbing Lengkara's mind.

He did not want to return, nor could he make peace with his past. It's just that, for some things there are those that can't. Lengkara was afraid, her heart inadvertently betrayed her and she was reluctant to hurt Bima accidentally.

Lengkara who was silent as if revealing if she objected. Without the need to answer, Bima understood the desire of the wife. His own gaze already represented what he felt, as quickly as possible Bima rubbed his face.

"Joking ... We slept next door, you used to come in, right?"

"Yes." Yeah."

Lengkara smiled faintly, she remembered that time. The time when his heart was completely broken and angry at one time. So clearly he remembered Bima asked him to change clothes when he himself was wet too.

Bima's umpteenth attention, but at that time Lengkara's heart was completely blind and in his mind just wanted to be angry. Bima who is quiet and not talkative followed his desire to go home on the grounds that he did not want a roof with Yudha. In fact, that afternoon heavy rain was even so dangerous if desperate to drive alone.

Too deep Lengkara remembered it, until the woman slowly stared fixedly at the beautiful bead of Bima. Sharp eyes that always keep boundaries just because they feel Lengkara is not their right. Damn, that kind of thing actually made Lengkara fall in love.

"I love this man dearly, Lord."

The longer he looked at it, the more Lengkara's heart warmed. I don't know since when he turned around, so fast without knowing. Whatever Bima did for her sake was enough to make Lengkara's soul infatuated. In fact, he lost everything just because the once selfish woman did not appreciate his position as a perfect husband.

"Yes, honey ... What do you say?" bima asked rubbed his face slowly, whether how many times Lengkara often called him when they even faced each other.

Lengkara flinching before ending his activities, Bima's sincere gaze again made Lengkara sigh long. "Not so, Mas," he answered gently then moved from his side.

"Seriously, Lengkara .. What's wrong? Please tell me not to misunderstand."

Learning from experience, they start from misunderstanding. Three years apart for the sake of peace each also because of wrong guess, lack of communication and not understanding each other.

"I love you, Mom."

Instead of answering, Bima blinked slowly and indeed needed time to understand the situation. There was no joke on Lengkara's face, he was really sincere in expressing his affection. However, as usual the man was a bit lacking in responding to the romance of Lengkara.

"Had I guessed, very lazy," annoyed Lengkara who is now poking his lips, indeed hoping what he is from a Bima.

Bima laughed discordantly looking at the wife who looked unusually upset, she was just surprised and too happy until her lips seemed to be confused to answer her expression.

"Why laugh?"

"Funny it is, still asked," Bima replied casually and increasingly make Lengkara rise in blood, instead of being persuaded instead of being used as a joke.

"Oh so Mas doesn't love me?" asked Lengkara with slightly different intonation, she ruffled her waist in the doorway.

As if dejavu, he had felt in this position when they were newlyweds. The first day he made a headache with Lengkara's attitude which he did not expect at all. Who would have thought that his attitude that was so presented longing to torment the inner Bima for three years.

Bima approached, trying to dampen the anger of the wife who seemed to start heating up. "Honey, very, very dear" he replied exactly, nothing different as well as his feelings.

"I loved you long before you loved me, Lengkara," he said before then slowly peeking his lips so soft, a kiss that always makes Lengkara's blood rustle.

If it has already started, where it might end. Lengkara poked his hand to Bima's neck while the man clasped tightly to his wife's slender waist. Without them knowing if now someone who is so worried about both of them is a witness if the love of Lengkara has really been anchored to Bima.

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- To Be Continued