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The separation of one year of his rep recounted a very deep longing in Bian and Satya. In the room that has been redecorated by Satya, Bian expressed his longing.

Tell me what happened after the separation. Satya also expressed how sorry he was when he did not listen to the request of the wife. The apology that Satya always said made Bian anxious himself.

Under the same blanket, Bian and Satya vented an endless longing. Bian is now asleep in the arms of the husband who does not get tired of looking at him and occasionally kisses him.

Since entering this house Bian has not been allowed to go out. Especially for cooking. Satya hears the story if her dear wife becomes a maid in people's house. Making her heart full and also cursing her decision at that time.

“I'm sorry my dear made you feel what you shouldn't have done. This is all my fault,” said Satya who is now hugging his sleeping wife in his arms.

Satya orders food for himself and his wife for dinner. The bell rang and Satya opened the door before his wife woke up.

“Mana Bian!!” snapped Vindya who went straight in a little screamed after the son opened the door for her.

“Mother...Mother..listen to the story of Alwa first before blaming Bian,” Pinta Satya.

This is the first time Satya has told of her separation from her wife. Everything that happened was purely his fault, not Bian's fault for abandoning him. After hearing the confession from her son, Vindya felt guilty for her daughter-in-law.

Besides having instilled hatred for his daughter-in-law who is not wrong what. Vindya was also embarrassed by her son who never understood his wife's wishes.

“Why did you just say it now, Alwa?” Vindya asked who this time felt furious towards the son.

“Alwa is afraid of Mother. Alwa is very afraid of your wrath. Satya searches for Bian, but she works at the home of an artist as a maid. Right now Bian is sleeping, Let her be the queen in this Mother's life. Never be angry with Bian again,” Satya has gathered at the feet of his mother to beg for forgiveness for her mistake.

“Should, that you should do. Never make your wife's heart ache back Alwa, it's enough suffering mother-in-law because of you,” Vindaya felt very angry towards her son.

“Iya Mommy, Alwa promise this one last time,” Promise Satya.

“Ya where is Bian?” Ask Vinya who stepped in looking for her daughter-in-law Bian.

“Don't Mother, Bian is sleeping again. Tomorrow Alwa take Bian there,” hunt Satya prevent the Mother who will climb the stairs to their room.

“Ya already, beware if not so,” said Vindya before leaving the residence of the son.

I haven't closed the door yet. The food that was given the message came. Satya arranged the food on the table before waking his wife.

Enjoy eating mala both. Nurul and Arkan enter Bian and Satya without permission. Sit down and have a meal with the two people who have just met.

With a five-month-old baby sleeping on the side push the woman who is now sitting in front of Bian.

“You guys why play nyelonong so anyway?” Ask Satya who is actually used to it as long as there is no Bian.

“We really come here to bring Bang food, but see there is already a lot of food, yes we have to stay at the guest table. Continue to join,” replied Nurul who did not hesitate to take rice for the second time.

“Hahaha, where here take it, I miss Arkan cuisine,” laughter Bian came out when he heard Nurul's innocent confession.

“Enak aja Arkan cuisine. My cooking is,” I Nurul who does not want her cooking on top of her husband's name.

“Iya?” Bian asked, teasing Nurul who had swung her aunt.

“Ambilin Beb,” pinta Nurul on her husband who has finished his meal.

“Sweetie, as long as you don't exist. Those who become chefs in this house, but they often bring abstinence anyway rather than cooking here,” Satya explained a little picture during the absence of the wife in his house.

“Sorry yes I gave up my responsibilities so,” said Bian who at that time felt sorry for Nurul and Arkan.

“Tno need to hesitate. Previously we were the ones who often repotted you,” said Arkan responded to Bian.

After dinner, Bian and the others chatted casually while inviting baby Arul to play. Nurul and Arkan's first son are adorable. Cabi cheeks and also embossed make anyone who sees it become anxious themselves.

The night is getting late, Nurul and Arkan say goodbye to return home. Upon their return, Satya and Bian rush to sleep to welcome a long day.

“Bi, is there no desire to have a baby too?” Satya asked who made Bia seem to understand the code given by Satya.

“Let's be a darling. I was too tired by you this afternoon,” said Bian who deliberately scratched his shirt in front of Satya.

“You do not want to give me rations, but you even tease me,” Satya walked slowly approached his wife who was changing her nightgown.

“You should get used to this dear,” Bian welcomes Satya by stretching out her hands.

“Iya, I will get used to it until I can't stand it anymore as it is today,” Satya brought herself closer to Bian.

Feel something different. Bian just smiled and understood what happened. The reunification happened until Satya was completely exhausted. I don't know how many times I have to go up the mountain because I was stuck for a year.

“As long as I'm not around, who helps you channel this?” Bian asked the exhausted Satya beside him.

“Don't ask that,” Satya replied a little annoyed.

“Why?” Bian was getting curious and even teased the junior back.

“Don't think ginian, when I never miss imagining you,” Satya felt if he was again aroused even turned his back on Bian.

“Oh so, yes already then,” Bian back Satya.

“Do not like to tease if you yourself are also exhausted,” Apparently Satya uses the position of Bian who backs him.

There was no word but thanks from Satya's mouth every time it reached its peak. Satya realizes that love requires both struggle and sacrifice. Not the ego that is raised and also never tarnish the name of the trust that has been given by the couple.

Morning greeted both. Actually, this can't be said by morning. Because the clock already shows at the number ten. Bian realized that he had bad luck rushing to bathe and clean the house quickly.

Bian plans to go to his employer's house to collect the rest of his unpaid salary. Bian was preparing after cleaning the house. Satya saw how rushed Bian was in preparing himself.

“Where are you going?” Satya asked who saw his wife was neat but looked less fresh.

“Mau to Gara's house, maybe he's been to the set,” Bian replied in a hurry.

“Alright, I will contact Gara where he is currently in position,” Bian immediately picked up his phone in a bag.

Bian scouted the figure of Gara in the middle of the building that became his agreement place. In a large company that houses several artists in it. Occasionally Bian menanyaka where Gara room on some staff in his friends.

Right in front of the door of Gara's room, Bian knocked on the door of the large room in front of him. Bian was amazed to see the contents of the room. Apparently Gara also wrote his own song and was helped by several people who were under the auspices of the same agency as him.

“Good day,” said Bian when the door was opened by Susi, Gara's personal assistant.

“Hallo dear, you are really very different from usual.” Susi hugs Bian as she usually does when she meets Bian.

“What's different? Usually deckil and now shine, glow and glowing like face wash with cooking oil?” Bian asked which made Susi and the others laugh.

“Who is Sus?” Ask Abraham who just saw Bian because he never played at Gara's house.

“This is my former sultan's aide,” Celtuk Gara who saw the unusual Bian.

“Oh your bar bar helper? Beautiful gini where bar from anyway?” Ask Abraham who is interested at first glance.

“Don't be fooled, once he talks about your life bang.” said Gara who reminded his friend not to fall into the trap of this married woman.

“Carely?” apparently Abraham still did not believe in Gara's words.

“I black belt holder while in Kalimantan. What would it be like to be a gold belt to prove to you?” Tanya Bian who was smiling by Satya who was beside her.

After getting his right, not how much. But according to Bian it is worth it. They both went home.

After his return from that high-spending office. Satya invites Bian to walk her way to a place that might remind her . Bian is very familiar with the path that was passed by Satya.

Yupz, this is the way to the beach where the first time Bian invites Satya to skip lessons. High School time passed is not appropriate for a student in general.

A son of a bad school principal. Meet with school idols because of their intelligence. Not even make them class stars, but even badung.

Often people say do not show the depraved behavior of someone. Because bad things are contagious. It is true, it always happens whether realized or not.

“Still remember you hi my lover?” Satya asked with a glaring gaze towards the monitor that was in front of her.

“We used to shower there wearing white ash uniform. I still remember it very dear,” Bisik Bian who has now tightened his arms.

“I'm weak if I have anything to do with you, not that I don't have anger against you. But the magnitude of my love that makes me always melt against your apology.” continued Bian with the thrill of Satya's day.

“And I was too stupid to keep repeating the same mistake. Always make you angry and feel pain continuously. I promise if this is the last time I do,” said Satya who regretted his mistake.

“Your life is filled with women, baby. I actually can not stand what always threatens my presence beside you.” the fear that is always felt by Bian during being the wife of a Satya.

“Let them live my life. I will just hold your hand and hold you even without your knowledge. Rest assured to me if there is only you who stand beside and in front of me also behind me.” said Satya who tightened his embrace.

“Stands beside me to be my only woman. Behind me always pray for me and support me. And in front of me when you are tired then I will hug you from behind like this,”.

“Please promise me there is only me in your life,” pinta Bian who makes Satya nod in agreement.

“Never leave me again,” Satya hid her face between Bian's neck.

“I will never leave you if you do not leave me alone or ask me to leave,” Bian said staring at the blue sea in front of him.

Silence is created when both of their minds are thinking about what they want to think. Nobody knows what they're thinking, maybe they don't. Because they don't know what's on their own minds.

The sun is moving slowly westward. Replacing bright light with dim orange color. Before the complete change of color of the night. Bian and Satya were still faithfully sitting on the edge of the beach which occasionally touched the sea land not far from where they were sitting.

“Many stories that we have gone through, I hope there is never a parting word and also there is an apology again between us,” said Satya who laughed back at their story.

“Let's forget your past Satya. Don't be a boring guy by constantly blaming yourself. Now we enjoy life and we create another beautiful story.” said Bian who slightly encouraged her husband who impressed melangkolis.

“Ok. Ok from now on we bury what we should not remember,” Satya stood up and reached out to her girl.

“Let's be happy together,” said Satya again who was greeted with a smile by Bian.

“Will you if I'm hungry once?” Bian asked her husband who hadn't thought about their stomachs since.

“Hahahaha I forgot about you,” Satya even chuckled at what Bian, his wife, said.

They returned to the seafood restaurant they had once stopped by. Apparently the owner did not forget them even though they only stopped by once. Bian and Satya enjoy the day with a joy that seems to be delayed.

The happiness that he should give to his beloved wife, not even the cries and heartache that he gave. Regret is always datag at the end and hope never to come back a regret next.

Bian fell asleep on the way to their palace. Tiredness that paid off with a soft touch that will not be released back by Satya. The night just passed by burying the tired day yesterday and welcoming a new tomorrow with a new story.

A story that no one knows but the storyteller himself. Until the time comes where the end of the story is also still unthinkable how.

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Bian: look out until you make my story hanging. I'm the one who's gonna make you hang yourself Thor.

Prnulis: Iye iye your story I didn't hang. Udeh, let the author of aje hanging ama onoh.

Bian: why do you jaci confide in Thor?

Author: No, just writing. The time he read.

Bian: no going Thor, your story is bucin acute class, is the class he fantasies.

Writer: is that why he likes to fantasize? Hahaha udeh is still this morning,,,,