
**assalammualaikum Guyss..
Really make sense of all the comments that come in, I really like to see your emotions that spark because read this story
although thinking and typing make me tired and tired but because of your enthusiastic writhing.I always want to nerusin everything in my head.makasi for you guys🖤🖤.
Mett read kalean🤗**
19:00 Wibne.
Nadifa had arrived at the perkarangan house, she had just returned from the house of Dania to calm herself.
Seen as Galih is still at the dinner table with Gita, Gita starts serving Galih like a real wife.
Of course this sight is hurting the psychic Nadifa.
"Honey, let's eat first," Take Galih to see his wife who continues to walk straight into the guest room without looking at the two of them in the dining room.
"Nadifa, let's eat, '" Gita took turns greeting.
Galih got up from the chair to chase after his wife, but he lost quickly because the door of the room was immediately locked tightly.
Nadifa had to be like this, because she hid her face so swollen from crying for hours.
Tokks.tok.. Knock on the door repeatedly.
"Darling, what's wrong? open the door, I bribe you to eat yes," Galih seduced. He was worried about Nadifa's never-like attitude.
Gita still remains at the dinner table and continues to see Galih seduce Nadifa to want to open the door.
"Darling, why ? are you sick ?" Garth asked continuously. Hearing Galih who does not want to stop making Nadifa more dizzy is not because.
"Open the door first, I miss seeing you," Galih tried to seduce again.
Galih felt that Nadifa was jealous of what she had just seen at the dinner table. Even if it wasn't for the stomach that kept ringing, he wouldn't want to eat a table alone with the Gita.
"I forget he is not this strong, you are not a coral in the sea that remains strong despite the waves," Galih groaned to feel the destruction of his wife.
Galih continued to stand in front of the door, knocking already, seducing and calling his wife has been done, now it has been 1 hour passed, Nadifa did not come out. Galih kept waiting in front of the door occasionally knocking and meeting again.
"Just take care of these dishes, the food will be covered under the hood of food, I do not want to eat yet" Galih told Gita.
"But you will get sick when you eat late,"
"My wife was unwilling to eat, I became less tasteful, you just slept first. I'm gonna stay here waiting for my wife to get out of the room,"
Gita was just silent sad, what he had prepared had no meaning in the eyes of Galih, still his position was always taken by Nadifa.
My wife and my wife...
Gita's ears are very hot if Galih always calls Nadifa with such a call, considering Gita is now also his wife.
Nadifa had put her body in bed, releasing all tired and tired all day, her eyes remained open staring at the corner of this room.
His thoughts continued to center thinking of Malik, he missed himself. He misses being sent a bedtime poem.
"Today, we are very foreign to each of us" Nadifa said, her tears slowly falling down.
Nadifa grabbed HP and opened the gallery folder, looking for a photo 7 months ago that is a photo of Malik eating toast that he took secretly.
"Remove me from the memory of Malik, O Allah, let him not feel as tight as I now feel, forgive all our actions, both of us, and may his wife's heart be softened to receive Malik back well, Aamiin!"