
Gintani woke up when his breathing began to feel tight due to the burden that overcame him. As he opened his eyes, he saw that burly hand was hugging him tightly. Gintani tried to escape from the entanglement of the hand. He then went to the bathroom for ablution. The time shows at 03.45, Gintani intends to perform tahajud prayers.
After the prayer, he began chanting the holy verses of the Quran with a very melodious voice. Long enough he taught, until he felt a tightness squeezing his chest. Without feeling it, tears began to melt on her cheeks.
Deep down, she hoped for a marriage that she could live until the time her breath stopped. But that hope was lost when the prospective husband who has now become her husband, offered a letter of agreement. What happened to a year and a half? Why one and a half years? If he couldn't appreciate this matchmaking, then why should he accept it? Gintani began to sob slowly to spill all his heart.
(In Room.)
The cold of the night began to plague Argha. For a moment he turned to look for warmth from the girl he was hugging as his eyes began to shut. Empty, Argha felt nothing beside him. Instantly he opened his eyes when he realized his wife was not barbaric by his side.
"Gilgan....!" mummy lirih Argha.
Argha was about to scream, but he heard someone's sobs from the living room. Argha immediately got up to see her. Slowly she opened the door to her room. From the opening of the door, Argha could see Gintani crying as she leaned back against the wall. His face looked up with his eyes closed. But tears kept flooding her cheeks.
Sick..., somehow Argha's heart feels pain seeing all that. But because of his arrogant nature that has been ingrained, he also closed the door to his room. Argha put himself back on the bed. His drowsiness disappeared after seeing the scene of grief in the family room earlier.
(In the family room)
Satisfied with crying, Gintani also released his face. He immediately went to the kitchen to do his daily activities. Wrestling with household chores, without feeling the dawn of dawn began to roar from a surau not far from his home. Gintani immediately went to the bathroom to clean herself up.
After taking a shower, she went to her room to change clothes. At first, Gintani just wanted to pick up the clothes and put them on in another room. But because she saw her husband was closed, Gintani also decided to change clothes in her room.
One by one, Gintani begins to take off her clothes until her innocent body is perfectly exposed. Then she started wearing her underwear. She lifted her side of her foot and rested her on her dresser chair. Gintani slightly bent down to apply lotion on his feet. Finished with his right foot, he raised his left foot and did the same. Without him realizing it, someone from behind the blanket had to swallow his saliva because he saw the beauty of God's creature named woman.
Her juniors began to stiffen up to ask for her rights. But Argha was only able to stroke her and told her to be patient. Remember Na ... remember Na .., enough once you make a mistake. Do not let Na hate us because you betrayed her, Argha murmured inwardly. Although his eyes had dewy due to the fog of passion.
Finished with the ritual, Gintani also wore his clothes. He remembered the wound that still felt sore on his back. Gintani then took the ointment lying on the nightstand. He turned his body and glanced at the mirror. Gintani attempted to treat the wound himself. But many times he failed to reach her. As he began to give up, he saw the shadow Argha had standing in front of the mirror. For a moment, Gintani was transfixed to see Argha's waking face that still looked handsome.
Without saying a word, Argha immediately turned Gintani's body to face the mirror. Argha waved the clothes Gintani wore even wider. His hands began to open the lacy sunglasses hook that blocked the wound on Gintani's back. He then began to apply the ointment on the wound. When he finished, Gintani was about to justify his clothes, but Argha's ignorant hand immediately restrained him.
Gintani closed her eyes as she began to feel the heat coming from her husband's lips. Strange gelanyar began to run all over his body. Moreover, when those mischievous hands started to go down his back. Unknowingly Gintani also re-mas the front clothes that were in his embrace.
Not wanting to be swept away in a game that will be regretted, Gintani tried to dare to open her eyes. He looked at Argha from the mirror glass before him.
"Enough sir ! Don't treat me like this ! I know I don't have any self-esteem anymore. But I'm not a puppet you can play with as you please. One and a half years, I will be your wife. But only a spare wife before you find your real wife !" said coldly Gintani.
Argha was stunned to hear Gintani say. He immediately turned Gintani's body so that their positions faced each other.
"What do you mean ?" ask Argha, astonished.
"I think you understand better than I can understand" replied Gintani, who was getting her clothes fixed and quickly walked away from her husband.
"Please be patient !" pinta Argha raucous.
Gintani stopped his steps. Still with the mode of turning back to each other, Gintani also answered her husband's nonsensical remarks.
"Maybe there was never any love in our marriage. But which wife can hear her husband muttering the name of another person in his sleep. Please don't treat me like a wife. Because I wouldn't be able to spend a year and a half that way. Don't make me feel loved with all your gentle demeanor, I realize my position is just a spare wife."
After being satisfied to express his heart. Gintani leaves Argha, who is transfixed by Gintani's words.
Now, the inner Argha is tormented among the real woman of his wife and the shadow of his little girl. Looking at Gintani's plain body parts, making Argha powerless to hold back his passion. The smell of his body seemed to be an opium to him. I want Argha to make her queen on the throne of her heart. But his promise to the little girl, making Argha must be arrogant and deny his feelings.
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