Grief (Duda But Perjaka)
Just you

Love fluttering. He does not care about the words of Mr. Kusman who is now compassionate to him. Love is only upset by what he saw. How not, if Mr. Kusman's daughter was staring adoringly at Rayyan.

Tucked such a deep liking from those eyes for her husband. It is not the fault of love if it is jealousy. Blame it on destiny. Why did Rayyan have to have a very handsome face as handsome as Gilang papi? Eh?

Astaghfirullahal.. It's not fate's fault my husband is so handsome. It's not his fault that he likes my husband too! It is not God's fault in printing Rayyan bang. Hish.. I'm just pissed off! Why is the gaze of the woman's eyes so adoring and fixed on my husband? I really want to gouge those eyeballs out of his eyes! Huh! Astarghfirullah's.. Astghfirullahis.. Oh allah...

Inner Love is grunting and privileged because her heart and mind blame fate.

Rayyan and Mr. Kusman continue to look at Love who is now increasingly upset to the two. Mr. Kusman is feeling bad at the moment.

Intentions want to connect the cord of friendship with new people, even tarnished because of his own actions. Misunderstand both.

"Emmm.. Sorry, Son. Didn't you ask about the inn?" asked Mr. Kusman to break the silence when he saw Love who never answered his words and also Rayyan.

Rayyan smiled, "Is that right? If there is one, we'll rent it for a week!" rayyan replied so steadily that Love looked at Rayyan sharply.

Rayyan smiled awkwardly at Mr. Kusman who saw the gaze of Love was not as gentle as before.

"I'm sorry, son. You won't force it if you don't want to. The house, the house of the father's sister who was migrating to Jakarta. The house was empty for a long time. But for all the furniture is complete. As long as he was gone, we took care of the house. He told us to rent it out to the people who wanted to rent it. If you are interested, let me show you! His house is not far from his father's house" said Rayyan.

While Love?

He stood still like a statue. Not speaking but breathing. Rayyan embraced Love's waist and tightened that slender body onto her body.

"We'll rent it for a week, sir! Let's talk while walking!" rayyan exclaimed so happy to be seen in the eyes of Love.

Mr. Kusman nodded. Love had to obey the pull of Rayyan on her slender waist. Wanting to refuse, but Rayyan increasingly tightly hugged her waist.

The three of them headed for the rental house. Rayyan immediately contacted the hotel people to deliver their equipment left there.

Rayyan continued to talk until she headed to the house. There was already Mr. Kusman's daughter and Mr. Kusman's wife welcomed them.

He felt bad for a woman of his age. He wanted to talk, but his arm was blocked by the mother who was now shaking without looking at him.

Pak Kusman's daughter looked down. Love chuckles cynically at that. He let go of Rayyan's hand and immediately passed towards the side of the house that had a low coconut tree as well as a water guava tree planted in a pot so large already.

The water guava tree was so thick its leaves. The beach breeze that blows breeze makes Love feel comfortable there.

He approached the swing made of the net and sat on it. He stuck out his two legs that were still covered with socks inside the swing.

His eyes were closed as the sea breeze that kept blowing flew his light blue hijab.

Rayyan smiled at that. Finished talking to Mr. Kusman about the cost of renting and also eating them, Rayyan immediately approached Cinta.

He sat on the bench that was available there while his eyes narrowed papi Gilang was staring fixed at him.

"Abang never intended to dote on you, my dear. You're the only one my brother wants. From childhood we were together. There's no reason for me to cheat on you. Everything is on you. You are a good wife and mother for our twins and also the twin sister later. Although they are not my two children, my brother still loves them. And my brother is grateful, you never refuse their presence."

"When it was his real father, he was still my two children. You don't be afraid if you are double. This heart will never be double at any time. There are a lot of beautiful girls out there. But it doesn't attract me at all."

"Abang follows in the footsteps of papi who only married once in a lifetime and love one person enough. Mami Alisa's. Susuku's mother. She was the one who took care of me all this time. Even though you have Mama Vita, still. Mami Alisa everything. That's why when a lot of women approached me, my brother refused."

"Why did you reject him? Because they're not the same as Alisa's mom. His affection was so sincere to me that he was not his real son. He considers me his own son. I'm lucky to have it."

"Therefore, the criterion of a wife of Rayyan Putera Bhaskara is you. Love Azlan Dharmawan. All your traits and attitudes are the same as Alisa's mom. Will not a son look and seek a wife like his mother?"

"You have that criterion, honey. You can't find another. While you already have. Believe this. This love and heart is only yours. Forever it will be like that. Brother loves you very much, dear. Very!" rayyan's voice that sounded choked made Love smile in her sleep.

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