Gannaya, My Adore
What wrong?

Ammar breathed a sigh of relief after hearing the words from Denis across the street, who said that no one else but them came to the apartment today.

Stutter his soul. His smile expanded, for today was not his cursed day. He felt that God was kind because he had granted his prayers just now.

Even so, there is still a bit of a sense of blockage in his heart, because of the departure of Gana who did not ask permission first to him or reply to the messages he sent. What Ammar said now was, Gana's emotions returned to relapse considering the incident last night.

A moment later, the arrival of the wife he had been waiting for since and of course he was very worried, also arrived.

Ammar approached the body of the car that had just landed in the courtyard of the house. Gana saw the man from the windshield of the car that was walking over. Gana's breathing is falling apart. The woman lowered her head and crept again the cloth on the chest.

"Mom should be able to calm down" Yuni said. In his bowed face, Gana nodded. "Doain me, Yun."

"Surely, Mom."

Tok to tok.

The car window then taps Ammar. It seemed that the man could not wait to grab his wife and throw some questions about the woman's activities today.

Gana opens the steering door, then goes down.

He was trying to smile. Feels difficult. He passed through Ammar just like that one step away from him.

"Please plant it, Yun." said Gana to Yuni who had stepped towards the trunk.

"Darling ..." exclaimed Ammar. The man followed behind Gana's steps who continued to walk quickly to avoid him.

"Where are you from? Why didn't you tell me you wanted to go?" Ammar managed to equalize Gana's steps.

Gana remained silent not to answer. His heart ached, he hated this man. Gana was silent until where she immediately ran to hug Mama Alika who had just come out of the room.

"Mrs ..." Gana hugged her mother-in-law. Shedding despair, longing, and of course the pain he wanted so much to stir about Ammar's behavior with disgusting evidence.

"Where are you from, son?" mama asked while rubbing her daughter-in-law's back.

"By buying plants, Mah. Gana kangen Mama .." he said sincerely. Gana was trying to let go of the tiredness and anger in her soul.

Ammar looked at Gana with a frown on his forehead. It was strange, he thought. Gana's never that puffy if she's not sick.

"You're claustrophobic, son?" tanya Mama forced to take off the hold so that she could clearly see the face and body of Ganaya.

"No, Mah."

"Masa? But the swing was clear. Your body is warm too." Mama touched the surface of Gana's arm.

Gana smiled but her eyeballs seemed to be water-pleasing. "No, Mah."

Hearing the conversation between Mama and Gana made Ammar's heart beat again. Gana's weirdness was clearly imprinted in his eyes.

"How else did Gana behave to me, what was she hiding?" Ammar. Then he walked over to the two women.

"Papa .." exclaimed Gana when he saw Papa Bilmar just came out of the guest room.

"Home home, son?" papa asked, stroking Gana's hair as her daughter-in-law kissed the back of her hand.

"Yes, Pah. I'm sorry when Papa and Mama came, Gana was outside. Plant shopping." again explained his departure to Papa-in-law.

Mama Alika and Papa Bilmar smiled. "It's nothing."

They all stepped towards the living room sofa. Want to talk tired and miss.

Ammar sat next to Gana. At first Gana wanted to move to sit next to Mama, but Ammar blocked her hand. And finally he sat next to Ammar, facing Mama and Papa.

"You sick, baby?" ammar whispers.

Gana shook her head with a stiff face. Seeing the acid response from Gana, made Ammar feel uncomfortable.

"Otherwise it's my fault? Didn't we get back together this morning?" Ammar holds his own inward.

"How's the company, Dek? Aman?" ask Papa.

Ammar turned to look at Papa, with a hand holding Gana's hand which he placed on his lap. The woman's hands were sweating, restraining the emotions she had wanted to peak.

"How dare you hold my hand with your hand, which you always use to caress the women you wear, Ammar!" ganna Gumam. He glanced sharply when his hands were tightly grasped by the husband. His memory on contraceptives and the Pill, continues to lick his denial. Gana can't guess for sure.

"I'm disgusted by you!" hearts softened.

Hold Gana ... Withstands. Goddess Fortuna continued to whisper, calming the rhythm of her heart that was back in turmoil.

"Faith, Pah. Adek won the tender. Successfully cooperated with Tysoncorp company in Switzerland" said Ammar with a face that glittered with light because he was proud of himself.

"Well, right, Dek? Terrific you. Papa aja during the EG lead has not been able to work with them" said Papa amazed.

"Who used to dong Mama ..." Mama is proud.

"His father was also invited dong. It can come out that way without any contribution from Papa."

And the three of them laughed. Different things with Gana. The woman's head suddenly swirled. Feeling sick and tired from crying all day. His heart was squeezed, Ammar could smile freely to his parents, heal greatness and hide sin.

Somehow hearing Ammar's voice talking made him disgusted. The shadow of a gun, contraceptives, the Pill, the picture of her husband holding the head of a man and the chopping of the human body, really makes him unable to breathe.

Gana's breathing started to fall apart. The sound of swinging from behind his chest was increasingly heard. Gana was not concerned with their conversation, until Ammar turned to Gana, because his wife had just been silent and he also heard clearly that Gana's breath was hunting great.

"Hhh ..." Gana's getting crowded. She was eager to shout unable to because she had to bear the burden of the lie that her husband had carved all this time alone.

His cornea began to darken. A white mist appears to cover the shadows of Mama and her Papa who begin to call out her name as Gana begins to drift to the side of the empty sofa next to her.

"Darling .." cried Ammar, hastily his hand grabbed Gana's body. The man gasped for finding the wife who suddenly fainted.

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The night has gone up to the quarrel. The air in the room was warm enough. Because the AC temperature has been set Ammar to 28 degrees centigrade-enough heat.

He also began to fan the body that began to sweat. The doctor who examined Gana said since the woman fainted. Gana should not be exposed to cold, tired and a lot of thoughts.

Just withstanding the heat, Ammar really doesn't mind.

Mama and Papa repeatedly ask if Gana is pregnant or not. Or maybe she doesn't know she's pregnant. Ammar said that Gana was just catching a cold. Containing from where he thought, Harley was still a virgin yet to spill her larvae.

Gana lay staring at the roof of the room. I don't know since when he was in the middle of the bed with a body that had been wearing sleeping pajamas. A spongesbobs blanket stretched over the abdomen under the chest. Even when Papa and Mama looked at him again before moving into the room, Papa slightly chuckled at the feel of their room together.

It's an adult, and the room is rich little boy. That's how Papa's guyonan makes Mama laugh too.

The corner of Gana's eyes again condensed. Clear water dripping straight directly wet the pillow. His lips are dry like a desert without springs. He regained consciousness, then thrashed and hit his chest.

Hicks ... Hixes.

In shock, the woman was hit hard.

Hicks ... Hixes. Sometimes calling the names of Mama and Papa slowly.

Crick.

The door to the room is open. The man who since noon became a thought as well as a gaping wound giver in his vital organs, emerged from behind the door with a tray filled with food.

"Honey .. is awake?" ask Ammar. The tone is so soft. Soft cotton face cosmetics. Gana turned her gaze towards the window on the right side. The woman was silent, not looking at Ammar.

After placing the tray on the nightstand. Ammar sat in the bed. Trying to grab Gana's hand, but the woman brushes over.

"OUT!" exclaim Gana taut.

"OUT!!" shouted again.

Jerked. Ammar gawked with a frown. Shocked at his soul and body, suddenly yelled at by his wife without knowing what's wrong again.

Ammar edged closer to Gana who began to sit up, slightly away from Ammar.

Ammar is approaching. Trying to stroke Gana's hair but the woman squirms. Brute away Ammar's hand.

"Why are you suddenly angry? What's my fault, baby?"

Oh, what a sad voice. Just lowering my head and closing my eyes. Really, he still does not believe that the man who always says the word love, is a man who is disgusting.

"Eat yes, keep taking the medicine." Ammar ended a discussion that he believed would inevitably lead to a quarrel.

The man began to pick up the plate that was on the tray. Just wanted to stir the rice and side dishes with a spoon, immediately Ammar jumped. The plate in his hand was pushed by Gana and finally plunged freely to the floor.

Prangs.

The sound of broken plates is heard. Rice sprinkled with vegetables and chicken.

"TOO YOU, GANA! I DON'T LIKE TO SEE PEOPLE WASTING FOOD LIKE THAT!"

Ammar's patience was lost. He looked at Gana with annoyance. Their eyeballs against each other shed a sense of resentment. Moreover, Gana who glared sharply looked at her husband.

"YOU'RE AGAINST ME, GANA? YOUR HUSBAND!"

Ammar's eyes stifled, he was increasingly possessed by emotions because Gana increasingly challenged him. The woman kept looking at Ammar with her chin raised, squinting disgusted, hateful eyes.

"WAKE UP! AND EAT THIS FOOD, QUICK!!" ammar shouted loudly, he pointed towards the rice that had been scattered on the floor.

His chest was covered in anger. For him today Gana has passed. Starting at noon did not ask permission to leave, sent messages were not reciprocated. During the house just silent, then fainted, touched unwillingly and moreover Gana drove him from the room.

Ammar pulls Gana's body rough, making the woman slip down on the floor. With breath still tight, tears that finally came back down, Gana picked up the rice that had been mixed with dust with her fingers that vibrated violently. Forced to obey her husband's will to put the rice into his mouth.

But before the rice really goes into the mouth. Ammar. The man crouched down and hugged his wife tightly.

"What's wrong with you, Gana? What fault?" the man cried, groaned in regret, out of anger, began to enslave him to be impatient. Ammar makes Gana increasingly mired in hatred against him.

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I'm sad to make this part💔