WRONG MARRIAGE

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“Zalfa!” calling Arkhan made Zalfa turn to the source of the voice.

Zalfa smiled looking at Arkhan who was walking towards him. The man flicked his thumb when he was in front of Zalfa.

“I don't need to look for evidence to show you that I'm not the perpetrator of the murder.” Arkhan's smile was attracted slightly.

Zalfa nodded. God has opened up the truth.

“Here you go, let's go home! Don't stay here too long.” Arkhan walked a few steps, but then his steps came to a halt. He turned his head and returned to Zalfa then whispered in the woman's ear, “I miss making love to you.”

Zalfa. Basic men! He was still speechless thinking about Arkhan's words until he finally came to his senses and saw Arkhan already walking up to him towards the road. The man looked over with a smile and rolled his eyes.

Arkhaaaan…. Reduce that thought a little. Zalfa hurried after Arkhan.

Arkhan stopped when by the road did not find Zalfa's car parked there. There was only a passing vehicle and two motorbikes on the sidewalk near the gate. Then what did Zalfa ride? Did you take a taxi?

“We're back in a taxi?” arkhan asked with raised eyebrows. “You didn't bring a car?”

Zalfa smiled faintly. “I'm sorry, your car I sold. And this is what I now have.” Zalfa pointed at one of the duck bikes parked there.

Arkhan was stunned staring at the designated motor. The look on his face was ordinary and as if without change, but his heart felt melos. Not even one of Arkhan's possessions is now part of Zalfa's life. Arkhan could no longer indulge women with his wealth. If in the past he dared to say that his wealth seemed to be endless even though Zalfa gave some of his watches to others, now so quickly God took all the property entrusted, he said, because the treasure was obtained in an illegitimate way.

“Sorry, I cannot keep the car you gave me. I have to sell it for other purposes. I need a lot of money while you're in custody. I bought a new house, the cost to the hospital, and other ebags.” Zalfa was afraid that Arkahn would become upset because he could not keep his trust.

“No no. Don't apologize. You're innocent so don't apologize. I've made your life turn into what it is now, you're okay, right?”

Arkhan really salutes seeing Zalfa who still smiles and looks happy even though now the woman's life has changed. He still laughed even though the vehicle he was riding in was only a two-wheeler.

Zalfa took the key out of his bag and put it on the bike.

“Ayo, up! You are the steering wheel!” bring Zalfa with a big smile.

The corner of Arkhan's lips was slightly attracted. He then stepped onto the motorcycle shortly after putting on the helmet. His handsome body sat on the motorbike. Zalfa piggybacking, sitting sideways. His right arm was coiled around Arkhan's stomach.

“You sure you'll be okay with holding on like that? you can fall.” Arkhan looked back, staring at Zalfa.

Zalfa frowned, she glanced at his already holding arm. “Iya, I've got a handle, really. Come, walk!”

“Hands on even tighter!”

Zalfa smiled then wrapped his arms around him, hugging the muscular body.Nearly the ends of his fingers did not fuse because the body he was holding was really gallant and big. Zalfa pressed his cheek against Arkhan's back as the motor began to move.

The wind was slapping Zalfa's cheek. He closed his eyes, reminiscing about the events of some time ago when he was on the bike with Arkhan in a different position and situation. In the past, he sat in a motor tank even though Arkhan still held the handlebar. In the past, they rode a motorcycle together in a state of equally angry.in the past, they rode a motorcycle despite having a car. And long ago, they didn't love each other.

Now, the situation is different. Now, Arkhan is ahead and Zalfa is piggybacking on the back. Now, they ride the bike in a happy state. Now, they ride the bike because that's the only vehicle they have. And now they love each other.

TB