Gannaya, My Adore
Listen to Me First!

Crick.

The door to the room opened slowly. There was a bright beam of light from outside and entered the room whose lights had been turned off by Gana. Knowing that her husband had returned home, Gana who was lying on her back, then closed her eyes forcibly.

Gana's face will flood with tears. It hurts her heart to be lied to by her husband. He had forbidden Ammar to meet or associate with Farhan, but the man still did not give his title. He's his wife, but why would he be lied to by a piece of traitorous meat like Farhan. Gana cursed the man and his husband.

Ammar put the leather jacket he was wearing on the sofa. Then crawl up very slowly to the bed. He approached behind his wife's body. Pecking the nape of Gana that level and clean. I want to make sure that his wife is asleep.

Buss.

Gana's forehead shriveled. Both of his nostrils twitched like they were sniffing. Because the scent of Ammar's breath is very noticeable in his smell.

"She's alcohol? You drunk, Ammar?" inner Gana.

She wanted to open her eyes and hit her husband with various accusations when he was in the apartment who was doing nothing. Because when Gana and Yuni want to get closer to the apartment room. In front of the door were three burly bodyguards standing guard.

Gana and Yuni stop to break through them. It was the same, giving up life alive. Gana still wants to play neat. He asked Yuni, to accompany him again tomorrow to the Apartment.

Drunken up?

Yeah, Ammar did have a drink tonight. Farhan prepared several bottles of alcohol while they were discussing. At first Ammar did not want to, for fear that Gana would find out with an unpleasant aroma coming out of his mouth. But as Farhan continued to seduce, Ammar was tempted. He thought Gana would not know, because when she came home the woman must have fallen asleep.

Ammar threw his body next to Gana in a supine position. Face's tired. He began to close his eyes with a somewhat noisy snoring, which was other than usual.

Gana sat down. She looked towards her husband who started flying into the clouds of dreams. Gana lowered her face right over Ammar's face. Try sniffing once again, if the fragrance is indeed fragrant alcohol.

"You really drink, Ammar?" Gana shook her head in disbelief.

If men had gathered and had drinks, the figure of the comforting woman would have been among them. That's how Gana thinks. The woman's jaw is seen tightening.

Gana got up from the bed and turned on the switch so that the room lights were back on.

Trangs.

Back flash.

Gana crawled back up to the bed. She shook the body of her husband who had fallen. The man's face looks very soothing if he is asleep.

Then.

DEG.

Gana's heart was beating, with two eyes glaring sharply as she found a circle of red stains on the left neck edge of her pajamas. Gana tried to wipe. His face immediately flushed red when he knew that the red stain was a lipstick stain. On the shoulders was the scent of vanilla. Which incidentally is not Ammar's perfume or his perfume.

"AMMER!" gana Sentak. If he is still patient to keep the secret he just learned tonight, it is different to find something that damages his eyes and heart right in the clothes of Ammar.

"AMMER! WAKEUP!!" Gana screamed again. Without a blink, Ammar immediately opened his eyes, squealing briefly to the figure he now looks at because he was calling out his name loudly.

Ammar's eyeballs flushed red, while massaging the base of the nose because it was very dizzy to wake up suddenly. Ammar sat down to face his wife.

"Why baby? How's awake?" ammar asked with a face that was addicted to alcohol. The man looks aggressive, even holding his wife's arm, while pulling Gana's face for him to kiss.

Blase.

Ammar staggered backwards. His chest was pushed away, to stay away. I hate that guy. He doesn't want to be kissed.

Ammar grinned with laughter. He moved back and prepared to pull Gana. "Why you?"

Gana turned her face because Ammar's breathing was very unpleasant. I don't know how many glasses of alcohol he's drinking tonight.

"You drunk, Ammar?" gana asked with a high starting tone.

Ammar shook his head with his eyes closed again.

"Then what is this?" Gana holds the edge of her husband's pajama neck. Ammar is the degree of balance of the body because the alcohol is not too severe. The man was conscious. While moving his head to the right and left to repel dizziness.

"You dating women?" Gana screamed again with her eyes swaying against the fire.

"No dear. I'm not drunk or playing with girls." replied Ammar began to get nervous. The sweat thread began to swarm in the middle of the man's forehead. He still chooses to lie

"Where are you really from?" Gana tries to tease Ammar's honesty.

Ammar speaks a thousand languages. Like thinking about what reason he should give. But it was impossible to admit that he had indeed gone to Farhan, had a discussion about effort, and drank a little alcohol. Farhan did invite a paid woman, to be able to tease Ammar.

But the man refused even though he was under the influence of alcohol. Ammar brushed off the woman's lips as she was about to kiss her cheek, and finally the woman's lips fell down towards the neck.

Ammar is getting squeezed. He was afraid of his wife's threats. Moreover, Gana said she wanted to call Papa Bilmar.

"CONFESS!" yell Gana. Now they face each other within a meter. Many times Ammar wanted to come closer to hold his wife's hand, but Gana would retreat to the lip of the bed. Ammar was just afraid that the woman would fall.

"Don't go back and forth baby, you'll fall." as soft as Ammar, now mental to Gana.

"Not to worry about me! Now answer, where are you from? Meet who?" Gana's getting smack.

It felt like Ammar wanted to let go of his spirit to fly for a moment in order to eliminate the feeling of being suffocated tonight.

"You didn't go to Papa's house, did you?" Gana insisted that her husband confess.

It's been very cornered. Can't quibble anymore. This was all because Farhan made him drunk.

Finally, with enough time-consuming debate, Ammar nodded.

"Who did you meet? Farhan?" keep up with Gana again. Ammar slightly lowered his head, when he found Gana's reddened look holding back the flames of anger.

With a fearful look, like a child being punished by Mother. Ammar nodded.

Never mind, this time, he must have finished himself.

"Your path, Ammar!" Gana grabbed the bolster and stomped brutally onto the body of Ammar who just silently accepted the annoyance of his wife.

"By him! For the sake of the man? You stayin' me night? Just for a drink? And dating another woman? You're disgusting, Ammar!" exclaim Gana out loud. His dishonest passing, has hurt Gana. Plus drunk and dating women.

Ammar widened his eyes with a serious face.

"I was wrong for lying. I did meet Farhan and had a little drink. But for God's sake I don't date women ..." Ammar shuffled, trying to calm down Gana who had started crying.

"Please! I hate you!" exclaim Gana.

"For God's sake, baby. I don't think so."

Gana hissing. "Then what is this?" he pulled the edge of Ammar's pajamas on the neck. Ammar's eyeballs swayed sharply, when it found red stains of lipstick there.

"I should be a fool, Ammar! To believe, if you can really be patient to wait for me!! As I have been to you, even when my love has not grown. I keep my honor!" gana said with a messy breath. His chest looks up and down. So tight, because it stores many wounds in the inner.

Gana got out of bed. Open the closet and take out the suitcase. Ammar's haste prevented and withdrew Gana's hand.

"Where are you, baby? It's night." asked Ammar. Gana just cried, and dispelled the hand of Ammar who wanted to continue to touch him.

"Don't touch me!" his yell. Destroyed his soul.

"You misunderstood, Gana. For God's sake, for my love for you. I've never touched a woman other than you."

Gana doesn't want to listen. He focused on putting his clothes originally into a suitcase.

Ammar rubbed his face rough. It was hard to talk calmly with Gana who was like this. The woman was already upset, ranging from Ammar's lies to signs that Ammar was having an affair.

"Marry Farhan! He's the one you hear more of than I do!" Gana snap.

Ammar breathed heavily. His head does not want to disappear, not to mention his eyes are sleepy but his wife even more so. He knew he was wrong for lying and drinking. But he has a reason that Gana can still hear, although again accompanied by lies.

"I can explain everything. Let's get back to bed." Ammar still spoke slowly. As if he still gave up. And inevitably, he had to give up.

Gana still doesn't listen. It is becoming even more. He put all the clothes in until the suitcase is difficult to cover.

Because Gana doesn't want to obey. Immediately Ammar's emotions rose. His blood while boiling rose up to the crown.

Ammar kicked the suitcase with his foot.

"WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU! PLEASE LISTEN TO MY EXPLANATION!" snapped Ammar with a cold look. His body is still in the alcohol race.

His baritone voice boomed in the air. Gana gasps. Reflexes of his body vibrate.he to scrape up the breastplated cloth. The woman instantly silent a thousand languages. Clear water threads, re-clustered in the eye fertilizers. Then dripped his cheeks.

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