Forced to Marry a Handsome Duda
Chapters 30. Accepts

Mr. Angga let go of that hug. " Here we eat, I'm very hungry" he said again, holding Febby to sit back.

Suddenly all the lights were on. Light up their dinner. "So you turned off all the lights on purpose? basic," said Febby pura pissed.

"You think?" replied Mr. Angga teasing Febby. Febby just grunted annoyedly. Then they started eating the food that had been served at the table.

"Huft. I don't think I'm strong enough to walk. Later carry yes," said Febby spoiled.

"So not eating just been heavy, especially now? It seems that I am also not strong if I have to carry you," replied Mr. Angga teasing Febby.

After they finished eating, they sat facing the beach. Allowing the breeze of the night wind to gently caress their faces. Febby rested her head on her husband's shoulder. They are silent to each other, just as fantasized as their own thoughts.

" Dear, do you really love me?" mr. Angga's voice broke the silence. Febby just assented, answered briefly by still continuing to look at the beauty of the beach from the garden behind the Villa.

"Whatever happens do you still love me and won't leave me?" that voice sounded very serious. Febby pulled her head, looking at the astonished face of the man in front of her who was none other than her husband.

"Why did you suddenly talk like that? You know the beginning of our meeting was not good. The beginning of our relationship also begins with unworthiness. But as time went on, I got used to you. I don't know when these feelings came about. I love you now and will still love you. I'll never leave you no matter what."

Mr. Angga immediately hugged Febby. Like not wanting the night breeze to caress his wife's body. Gently pecking his wife's sweet potato repeatedly. Febby began to feel engulfed with her husband's embrace very tight, making it difficult to breathe.

Febby tried to let go of her husband's embrace. Look at her husband's face with a warm smile. " Is there something stuck in your mind? Say it" said Febby in a soft voice.

Mr. Angga was caught up with the words thrown by his wife. How could he possibly know about his heartbreak. All this time all the turmoil was just raging in his heart. Maybe this is a good time for him to say everything to Febby.

" Em .. no. Nothing, I'm just afraid that one day I'll lose you" she replied, pinching Febby's gnarled cheek.

"Come on, why lie. Your eyes clearly show that there is something you are hiding from me. Angga, I love you and will never leave you. I'll trust you too. So please tell me what's really going on?"

There was no reply from Mr. Angga. He just stared wryly at Febby's face. Doubt arose in his heart. " all right. Honey, if I told you that I was pretending to be amnesiac would you be mad at me?" said Mr. Angga with a wry face.

"You already know and you're not mad at me?" Mr. Angga was very enthusiastic about the answer given by Febby.

"Yes. I was suspicious from the beginning. But I let him go and didn't investigate. Yeah, considering the time you lay in your hospital bed, that's enough to prove your love for me, right?"

Mr. Angga just smiled wryly. The look in his eyes still held a growing heat of turmoil. Febby knew about it. She could clearly see the worry from her husband's eyes.

"Are you sure you don't want to tell me anything? Come on, I'm in a good mood today. So just say what's always haunting your mind," Febby's still trying to lure her husband. Hoping that he would get an answer from his unease all along.

Mr. Angga just smiled, then hugged his wife tightly back. " Nothing. I'm just afraid that one day you'll leave me, "close his arms. Without realizing the sky is pouring water. Moisten the bodies of those who are enjoying the charm of the sea at night.

" It's raining, let's hurry we have to go," said Febby immediately as he went to pull his husband's hand. Mr. Angga just followed Febby's hand. Run as much as possible to avoid heavy rain.

"Huh, finally. You are! why are you laughing!?" febby was upset with her husband's behavior. " So scared of rain? the rain will not eat you. Why should I run? wouldn't it be more hospitable if we were alone under the rain?" reply Mr. Angga with a seductive smile. They had now reached the entrance of the Villa. Febby could only snort in annoyance. Then entered the Villa, running up the stairs without caring for the call from her husband.

Mr. Angga chased Febby to their doorstep. Mr. Angga immediately pulled Febby's hand before Febby opened the door to his room. Febby stopped for a moment. Reversing his body and putting on a pouty face. Mr. Angga lamgsung kissed his wife's forehead. Febby's face immediately flushed red, enduring the embarrassment but she was also still resentful of her husband. She was just trying to stay indifferent to her husband.

Febby went straight into his room. Take a towel and change clothes in the bathroom. Mr. Angga sat on the sofa waiting for Febby to come out. After Febby came out, he went straight to the basket. Pulling the blanket and closing his eyes pretending to sleep. Maybe it's her form of lashing out at her husband.

Mr. Angga knew that Febby was having a snack because he was snooping on him earlier. Following Febby, Mr. Angga laid his body beside Febby. Hugged it from behind. But unexpectedly Febby turned her body and immediately kissed her husband's lips. Mr. Angga was shocked by Febby's action.

"I thought you were angry because I was tempted. Why is it so aggressive now?" said Mr. Angga in between his breath. Febby didn't answer. She immediately kissed her husband's lips again and now kissed him more wildly. Mr. Angga seemed to enjoy every attack after attack given by Febby.

" Dear, our vacation time is over. We have to go home tomorrow. Actually tonight I want to carve out a story tonight with you in this room. But considering you are ..." Mr. Angga did not continue his words. His face looked disappointed to hold back his desire.

Sontak Febby immediately laughed out loud. She knew very well the anxiety of her husband. He should hold back as much as possible. " I'm coming to the moon? Hahaha you are yes, I only lied to be able to avoid you. Tonight I want to write a story with you too."

Hearing Febby's reply, Mr. Angga immediately carried out his attack. He kissed Febby's thin lips. His kiss went down to his neck, his hand guerrillaized down Febby's sexy body. " Tonight you have to pay your debt to me. I won't forgive, I won't."