Berlianku My wife
75. Succeeded

Ardi got out of his car regardless of the newly awakened Alya. Alya glanced at the watch already showing at half 8 p.m. Alya got out of the car and chased her husband into the apartment.

"Why is he so funny anyway, even after kissing me still sucks, boro-boro pussy me, say miss me or apologize or be nice cake" muttered Alya a little run so as not to be far behind from her husband.

Alya manages to catch up to Ardi in front of the elevator. "Such a prick" Alya grumbled to look at Ardi.

Ardi remained silent, putting his hand into his pants pocket.

"Lian, Lian, why don't you realize too, 1 week at night I always shadow Lo. Holding a very torturous miss, I just want you to accept me as Lo's husband. Lo even fucked me, I can't hold myself anymore Lian" said Ardi in his heart waiting for an open elevator to arrive at the apartment immediately.

Feeling hurt her husband Alya followed quietly and ignored Ardi. Before long the elevator door opened Alya and Ardi went straight out and headed to his apartment.

"Ready water bath, my body is very sticky" said Ardi to Alya take off his shoes.

"Indeed that sticky you doang, I'm also tired, can be ready alone" replied Alya upset her husband playing orders.

Actually Alya did not want to deny the husband's order, but Alya felt disappointed because her husband acted as he pleased. Angry is not clear, suddenly nyium Alya as he pleases, after that ignoring him.

"Can't be a little obedient wife, keep fighting!" ardi replied annoyed.

"Can not be a husband, a little polite, not clear continue" Alya timpal again put the bag.

"Diamond" call Ardi is anxious about his wife's nature.

"Why can you speak softly and politely to Farid but not to me" replied Ardi approaching Alya who was sitting on the sofa in front of the TV.

"Yes mas ngaca lah. Mas pantes are not softened" Alya replied again swallowing his saliva, this time Alya is not hard anymore, his guts shrivel, because Ardi suddenly sat near him.

"Oh my God, why do I always get so weak when he comes near, if he will kiss me again, really hobby kiss me anyway" muttered Alya dheg-dhegan because Ardi did not answer.

"Why silence?" ask Alya lirih.

Ardi did not continue his anger. Ardi just looked down rubbing his face holding something back. Ardi tightened his jaw and sat facing Alya, Ardi adjusted his breathing and looked Alya in the eyes.

"Alright" Ardi sighed.

"Do I have to imitate Farid and follow Farid's attitude so that you can be gentle to me, heh" asked Ardi slowly feeling frustrated. The Alya he saw with Farid was very different from the Alya he had in front of him.

Alya sighed and bit her lips because the change in Ardi's tone actually made Alya more dead lice.

"Why talk about Kak Farid anyway, Mas could be better without having to compare anyone".

"Yes explain to Mas, how you should be as kind as you want and you want"

"Yes time is explained anyway. Yes, I'm an adult, even old, I don't know how to be nice to women"

"Yes love for example" replied Ardi anxiously staring at Alya.

"For example. "Alya replied with a glance because Ardi looked at Alya very close. "For example" Alya swallowed her saliva.

"For example mas do not get too close this way, my heart will be dislodged, do not like maksa" Ceplos Alya spontaneously pushed Ardi a little away. Then take his breath.

Ardi smiled at his wife's cheeks flushed red like a boiled crab. "Why should I keep my distance from you, Farid alone may be near to you"

"Why talk about Farid again, Farid again. Mas is not comparable to Kak Farid, I have kissed me, hugged me, looked at my body, still want Kak Farid, less try" replied Alya annoyed to her husband.

"You're mine! Of course there are still less" replied Ardi getting naughty back closer to Alya. "You didn't give that to me?" whisper Ardi to Alya.

Alya was silent. "Why am I doing this, am I dead? I just wanted to tell her and ask her, why does she always kiss me all of a sudden, why am I talking here?" alya muttered the tip of her hijab.

"I want to pray Isya" Alya replied, switching the conversation. Wake up and run away from her husband.

"Eits wait" Ardi grabbed Alya's hand and dragged her to sit down.

"Your husband hasn't finished talking, it's not good to just leave your husband"

"Ngapain anyway, hand me over, I want to pray. Why do you always say that mas my husband but mas always maksa, always cuekin me and rough like me, what is the name of the husband?" ceplos Alya is upset.

"So you feel your nyuekin mas?" tanya Ardi's affection makes Alya less and less warty.

Alya is silent and does not want to admit and wants Ardi to be aware of all his attitudes. "Geez, do I look like I'm expecting attention from him? Why did I say those words anyway?" alya muttered to herself.

"We pray together!" invite Ardi to decide to end the debate, Ardi saw his wife as if she was sulking.

Ardi knew his wife was angry, but he himself was confused as to why and how. Ardi hopes to invite prayers together can cool down and awaken Alya, if Ardi really always tries to be a good husband.

"Would you be a priest?" alya ketus replied.

"Plethak" Ardi flicked Alya's forehead. "In addition to fierce, dissident and grumpy you also like to insult ya"

"I'll just ask" snorted Alya holding her forehead.

"Come wudzu" asked Ardi and they prayed together.

Alya really did not think that the Ardi prayer reading is very eloquent, Ardi also led the prayer after prayer. Though some time Alya tau Ardi missed his prayer. Moreover, twice Ardi returned home the smell of cigarettes and alcohol, Alya thought Ardi a metropolitan man who did not know religion.

After finishing the prayer Ardi stretched out her hand, hesitantly Alya kissed her husband's hand. Then Ardi kissed Alya's forehead. This is the first time they are both so sweet and getting along.

"Why does Mas Ardi look so cool this way, suddenly it feels like I'm the lucky girl he married?" muttered Alya smilingly looking at his handsome priest.

"Do you have to do this every day so you can obey me and consider me a husband?" tanya Ardi suddenly saw his wife acting so sweet

Alya nodded in embarrassment and smiled looking at her husband.

"Ehm, do you now consider me your husband?"

"Depends" replied Alya mode on again.

"Haish, start again" replied Ardi rubbing rough his face.

"Yes, please ask"

"Why, I always say I'm adept, am I really weird? Why did Mama Rita, refuse to be known to me, and why did I suddenly marry me by lying?" alya asked him to take out his tits.

Ardi looked at Alya for a moment. He breathed, and chose silence. Ardi folded his alphabet without answering Alya's question.

"Why not answer?" alya was disappointed.

Ardi just woke up and took off his cocktail leave Alya.

"I promise I will accept my husband's life, and I will do my duty as a wife. But answer my question" Alya said a little loudly, seeing Ardi walking to the bathroom. Hearing those words Ardi stopped and went back to Alya.

"Benera tonight you want to give it to the mas?" tanya Ardi was enthusiastic with her adult smile.

Alya swallowed her saliva feeling stuck with her own words. "Ehm, no, I'm pulling my words"

Ardi smiled winningly at his wife. Then kissed his wife. Ardi knew from Alya's response every time they kissed, from Alya's attitude when Ardi came home the night, actually Alya showed her acceptance as a wife. Even Alya responded well to Ardi.

"Mandi with yuk" whispered Ardi to Alya.

"No way" Alya replied shaking her head.

"Refuse her sinful husband gedhe you know" whispered Ardi again slowly to Alya's ears making Alya creep and blush. Seeing Alya blush and her face flushed red, Ardi directly lifted Alya forcibly and carried her to the bed.

"Mas" call Alya slowly feeling dheg-dhegan.

"Mas can not stand anymore, may ya" said Ardi bluntly. Then open Alya's door. Alya wavers, Alya himself is fishing for Ardi. So Alya must be ready to account for everything.

"Mas but" said Alya softly, his words immediately stopped Ardi landed his lips to Alya's lips.

Alya just resigned and accepted it. Alya immediately returned Ardi's treatment. Ardi let go of her lips as Alya was already out of breath.

"You like her?" whispered Ardi to Alya felt getting a reply. Alya silently blushed in embarrassment to admit it. But Ardi knew and was sure Alya responded and liked it.

Ardi continued his journey, moving from one place to another. Ardi manages to get Alya to make the sound that Ardi expects to be a signal of approval. Not wasting a chance, Ardi took off all the clothes of the two of them.

Alya's eyes were wide at him. As a doctor who studies human anatomy, and confronts living patients. Alya has seen it. But the scene tonight was very different, Alya swallowed her saliva as Ardi approached, and prepared to do so.

"Mas" called Alya slowly realizing their situation.

"Dear, are you ready?"

"Slowly yes, Lian was scared"

"Dad, hold it, mas is also the first, he said sick" whispered Ardi said a quiet prayer and continued his journey to the top.

"Aaaak" Alya shed tears and grabbed Ardi's hair as she felt a sting she had never imagined before.

"Sorry dear," whispered Ardi paused for a moment, then continued his autodatum talent and tried to cure Alya's pain.

40 Minutes passed, Ardi ended his exciting adventure.

"I love you" whispered Ardi softly with a breath of excitement. Then he hugged Alya.

"You haven't answered my question yet" Alya replied as she sobbed to realize that she was completely Ardi's.

"That should be my answer" whispered Ardi further tightening his wound.

"Really?"

"Emem" replied Ardi nodding. "Is it still sick? Does it hurt so much?" whispered Ardi's hand under her blanket trying to touch something.

"Ish, don't hold it, it's still sore, but my friends say I'll heal myself" Alya replied slowly.

"Says friends?" ask Ardi wonder. "You talk about it often? Did your friend do it?"

"Ck. I'm a doctor, some of my friends are married"

"Plethak" Ardi jerked Alya's head again

"Hobby is really painful wife" answered Alya rubbed his head.

"Why all this time plain pretentious, if you like to talk about it?"

"Yes, but this is all my first experience"

"Yes yes. What's the shower tomorrow?" ask Ardi gently.

"It's so sticky. Now only, so tomorrow can be directly subuhan"

"Rare you sure it hurts?" ask Ardi again.

"Can be arrested"

"Yes, I'm awake"

Ardi and Alyapun wake up from their sleep, intending to take a mandatory bath. Suddenly the doorbell rang.

"Shit" as if Ardi heard the bell. "Who the hell malem-malem guests" said Ardi.

Alya seemed to think and saw the clock on the wall showing half 10pm.

"Hah" Alya closed her mouth in shock remembering something. "His? Why did I forget to cancel it, how is this?" said Alya panicked to make Ardi look astonished to his wife.

"What do you mean, baby?"