Destiny For Chessy (When Love Beats Revenge)
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Chessy and Surti were playing in front of Sylia's nursery while waiting for Sylia to finish breakfast. Surti occasionally recounts how Alman's attitude and nature were to Erkan's house. Surti's way of telling stories signifies that Alman is truly the perfect man for Sylia. Chessy just nodded in response to what Surti was talking about. Chessy is convinced that Alman is a good man for Sylia and can make Sylia happy. Now, Chessy is like losing weight in her life because she feels very relieved because Sylia is really changing and getting the happiness she has been looking for all this time.

A little while later, Alman came out of the room and went to the administration to take care of Sylia's return. Finally Chessy and Surti entered and accompanied Sylia. "Where's Syl?" chessy asked as soon as he walked in and sat down by the side of Sylia's gurney.

"Where is Ches? Her chirpy taste? Obviously delicious, your cooking is really no doubt. Brother Alman aja sampe nambuk rice loh earlier breakfast." replied Sylia with her spirit.

"Ish, that's not what I meant. But what is your husband's attitude. He's kind to you? Are you happy with her?" Chessy clarified her question.

"Hey, you're a journalist or Chessy Manohara."

"Jawab, anyway,"

"Hm .. Me and Kak Alman just one day married Chessy .. yes the name of the newlyweds must be fine aja dong. I don't think you've ever been a new bride."

"Hey, Sylia Agustina. I'm sorry, if he's not good with you I'll circumcise him again. It's good to mess with my best friend."

"Chessie! Ish you are. It's not nice to be married" Surti." Sylia protested because she felt taboo with the word circumcision. Surti just chuckled. "I'm not even the first night yet but you want to circumcise him. Basic you!"

"Hehe, abis you were asked that's the answer. Just answer well what is not, that's all."

"Yes Chessy Darling. Chessy's my best friend. Alman is good. He is gentle and romantic. I feel very lucky to be married to Alman. Her words were even so sweet, and I almost had diabetes so sweet."

"Duh, be jealous."

"Hus, don't be jealous. Mr Erkan is also definitely not less sweet? Do I need circumcision too?"

"Yes anyway. Your idea can too. But sweet is sweet. Pas make keselin ya ngeselin really, until it feels like I want it that's it."

"Haha …. Udah ah, kasian Mbak Surti mesam-mesem aja horrifying us."

Chessy and Sylia continue to talk about their husbands until the hour of return arrives. Sylia decides to follow Chessy's advice to stay at Erkan's house first until Alman is ready with a new residence planned.

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"Welcome back to Chessy Manohara Palace. Sylia Ayundya had to rest a lot and was also very quiet in the room." Chessy stretches her hand welcoming Sylia who is sitting in a wheelchair and is pushed by Alman.

"Ish, don't be more. You are the one the Queen here cooks over someone like me." replied Sylia felt that Chessy was so overrated.

"Oh no exaggeration, you are now also the Queen of Alman. He …. Yes, Brother Alman, I asked Mbok Gani to prepare your new room. You see, Sylia's room is too tight with other household assistants, afraid they hear unsettling voices from the newlyweds. So I've had Sylia's things moved as well. There huh?" Chessy shows a room adjacent to the living room.

"Chessy, that's how she talks. Shame to know." Sylia's protest was not responded to by Chessy.

"Sister, Chessy jail uh, want to chase him and tickle his waist," again Sylia protested.

"Udah yuk entered the room. My wife does have to rest enough to be able to make beautiful sounds later,"

"Kak .. kok followed Chessy anyway. Males ah."

Sylia turned her head back and looked up at Alman with annoyance and pursed lips. That look was only met with a smile by Alman. Perlanhan Alman pushed back Sylia's wheelchair and entered the room that Chessy had pointed out earlier.

"Darling, I don't want to stay here for long. I'll take care of our residence immediately. No pa-pa, huh?" alman said, closing the door and locking it.

"Yes, no pa-pa. I will go wherever you take me." replied Sylia blushed in embarrassment. Alman crouched in front of Sylia's wheelchair. She took Sylia's hand and then kissed the back of the hand gently.

"I love you Sylia Agustustina. I love you so much. Live happily with me at all times." said Alman so sincere that Sylia would cry so much at him. Sylia did not answer a word. Sylia felt her tongue stiff because she was confused to answer what. "Darling, when I'm ready, I want to ask for my rights as a husband. Hm? I'll be gentle and careful."

Sylia's heart stopped beating from hearing the words Alman said. Somehow it felt like Sylia was so happy to get Alman's treatment because this was the first time she would do that halal. Sylia did not answer but cried. Alman opened Sylia's veil and wiped her tears.

"I don't know what to repay your love for, sister other than my body, my devotion and my sincerity. But I feel so dirty for you who love me so much. I don't even know what to say to my creator for sending you this perfect one. I'm …."

Sylia's words stopped as Alman's lips landed on her lips. Sylia rounded her eyes in surprise. "I'm gonna lay you in bed, baby" Alman said with a brief kiss. Sylia was completely sedated by Alman's treatment. So unconscious, Sylia did not remember when Alman lifted her body and suddenly Sylia was lying on the bed. "Don't look at me like that, honey, I'll fall more in love with you and won't be far from you." Alman said as he rubbed next to Sylia's smooth cheek.

"Are you really not disgusted and afraid of my face? I'm ..." again and again what Sylia doubted was always broken by Alman's kiss.

"If I were what you think I would be, would I kiss you many times and ask for my rights? Don't think the no. Em, now you rest first. I'm going to the office." Alman got up from the bed and pulled a blanket to cover Sylia's body. There is a sense of disappointment in Sylia's mind when Alman does not ask for her rights and instead will go to the office.

"Sister!"

"Hm?"

"That's it, em not be. Be careful on the road. Don't come home late. But it's better to go to his office tomorrow. It's cooking time to go to the office."

"Are you ready?" Sylia immediately blushed. Alman seemed to know what was in Sylia's mind. "When you're ready, I don't go to the office. I'll follow my wife's advice."

"Em, that's …."

Alman went back to bed and directly pierced Sylia's body. In the end, both partners did what they both should.

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