Hot Couple: Love Story Inara Season 3
Stuffy

"Shoppers!"

For the many times he felt my slap. It must have hurt, but it certainly wasn't as painful as the heartache I felt. How could I not be emotional hearing Reza's confession about the ijab?

"Dear, listen to me."

"No!"

"That's just a sentence-"

"Shut up!"

"Jab's words only. No witnesses, especially the ruler. It's not a wedding...."

"Liar!" my hardik. "That's just your excuse, right? I don't believe anymore. You're evil...."

I grimaced with pain as well as a feeling of tightness. While Reza tried to calm me down. "Don't do this.." she asked. "Please don't address this with emotion. We-we're"

"We're done! Go you!"

Angrily, I got out of bed and was about to throw him out. But, I staggered. My head suddenly felt heavy. Then, Reza swiftly grabbed me and held me to his chest.

"Evil," I murmured while holding back the dizziness in my head. I felt powerless and resigned in the arms of the man who made me very angry that night. Then...

Reza put me in bed. "Sleep," he whispered. "Whatever happens after this, Mas Reza loves you. Good night, dear."

In helplessness, I realized -- she must have mixed sleeping pills into my drink. And before falling asleep, I still felt the warmth of her lips kissing my forehead.

You cheated, Mas....

I fell asleep and woke up the next morning with my head still dizzy. Back then, Reza was no longer in my room, and I tried to remember what happened last night.

"Damn it!" I grumbled as I looked at the empty glass above the nightstand. Reza must have given me sleeping pills at a high enough dose that I slept all night. "Basic shithead!" I felt like crying because I remembered Reza's confession last night. But a moment later I realized the existence of my children.

"Eh, wait." I feel my chest. "Not swollen.even a little soft. Means ASI-ku...."

Hmm. I realized, she must be pumping my ASI and giving her kids ASI with a bottle of pacifier.

"But where is he?"

I was just about to get out of the room when I realized there was a piece of paper tucked under my phone. Letter from Reza.

Good morning, Honey.

I'm sorry, yeah, about last night. I just want you to sleep well. I don't want you to get sick. So I had to give you sleeping pills.

And, I'm sorry for the pain I accidentally incised. I'm glad I admit it. I swear by anything, that's the truth. I've been telling you the truth. There's not a single thing I'm covering up about you. And once again, there was no marriage between me and Salsya. You are my only wife, who until now is still my halal mahrom.

Honey, I hope our household is okay. I ask for your understanding, just as you understand the reason I hugged Sasha in her death, I also hope you also understand about the oath of the pretending ijab. That's not a pledge of love. I did that only to help Salsya sincerely when her life had to be detached from her body. I didn't want him to feel any more pain from his badly injured heart.

But I see, you definitely need some time to calm down. Therefore, I chose to leave. For a while I lived in mes, yeah, honey. Don't worry, I'm not far away. If you are calm, call me immediately. I'm going home. But you don't look for me to get angry. Please, yeah, I don't want us to fight anymore.

Lastly, I ask you to take care of your health. Don't let the burden of that thought drag you down. Don't take less rest. Do not eat less, prioritize ASI for children. And most importantly, I took the kids.

One more, Yang, no prestige, yes. If you miss me, call me. If you're not angry, tell me to go home. I always look forward to the good news from you.

Greetings are always for you and the kids. They love you guys so much.

With all love,

Your husband, Reza Dinata.

Argha! I'm keran*.

Shortness, Lord...I must how to deal with this situation?