Hot Couple: Love Story Inara Season 3
After Already....

I know that Reza wants to know "how" and he wants an explanation from me.

I'm throats. "Kayla emailed me Salsya's personal account. And there, Salsya wrote that she knew she didn't have you, but she wanted to go through that time with you, her future husband. Emm, I. I feel a little guilty, anyway. But it is not right for Salsya to celebrate Eid with my husband. Aye, right? But. anyway it materialized as well. Although not too long, you guys had a chat at the tomb at that time. He kissed your hand, too."

With her guilt, Reza grabbed me and held me tight. "Don't talk about it again, yeah. Please forget the past. What matters is that our relationship is fine, right? Our time is still sacred and never interrupted. I love you, dear." A kiss landed on the top of my head.

Then, I broke away from her embrace. Curse Reza's hand and put my phone in her palm. "Open the Salsya fb application. There are many photos and videos of your memories here. You know, right?"

Reza looked stunned, then with great difficulty he gulped. "I know those videos, but I don't know if he's. I've erased everything."

"And I finally know, right?"

There was regret emanating from his eyes. He looked at me expectantly while holding my hand firmly. "I'm sorry, honey. Excuse me. I just don't want it all to cause new problems-"

He nodded strongly -- with conviction. "could. I'll do it, for sure. Here, let me close the accounts."

"No. That's not how. Just delete what you have in the video, as well as all your photos. Aulian deserves the memory of her mother. He deserves the memories of his childhood. This account should be kept for the big Aulian later. So that he can have memories when he was with his mother. But not with you. I don't want him to ask who the man who stroked his mother's stomach, who the man who kissed her in the video, who held her first, who hugged and kissed her. I don't want to, Mas. Especially if he hears the word ijab. I don't want him to think - he'll think of you as his father. I. I object to all these memories. I'm not comfortable if this stays. I'm not sincere. I'm...."

No more words -- had been swallowed along with the rushing cries of tears. I cannot deny, all my wounds will still feel sore when he is kidnapped even for the sake of a solution.

"Have you?" reza asked, he heard all my complaints. "I understand all your inconveniences. You don't have to worry, yeah. I'll erase everything. And, I need to emphasize - it's not my memory. It was only for Salsya to be one-sided. I know I'm very guilty. But, honey, I beg you to understand, I cannot hate Salsya. But that doesn't mean my feelings are the same. Whether she was alive, or now, my feelings are gone. It's not the same. Please, please, don't think. But obviously, don't let these kinds of things ruin our relationship again. Yea? I just love you."

I nodded, completely unable to say anything more. But for sure, I will always look after my little family. Keeping the love of my children's fathers. Because he's only ours, not to be shared. It never will. Just a husband for me, and a father for my children: Angga, Anggi, and his sisters.