I Love U! Husband Carried
CHAPTER 28 - Intoxicating Wine

...Avisha & Anta Reza...

...(.(.2 May 2023)...

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While I was still recuperating from the impact of Kak Anta's speech and appearance while on the road earlier, we had already reached home. We found the gate was open, apparently on the porch chair there was already a Mbak Isma sitting there.

We stopped in front of the fence, I looked at Kak Anta who was silent. His gaze was straight forward, right on the figure of Mbak Isma whose body language was not calm.

My feelings have become unpleasant, it seems like a new problem is coming.

"Sister... "

"Let's go in!" Said Anta..

Although very worried about the presence of Mbak Isma again near us, but thanks to the tight grip of Kak Anta's hand, it feels like I can brush off the restless and anxious. I'm sure Sister Anta has been absolutely sure to choose me.

"Ishma!"

"Mas Reza----" Isma then rose from the chair after hearing the voice of Kak Anta calling his name. With a sentimental atmosphere, he hugged Kak Anta while sobbing in his chest, like a horse that lost control. No matter what else I am beside him.

"Isma, please take care of the attitude!"

Brother Anta pushed the body of Mbak Isma with both hands. "What's wrong? what's going on?"

Although feeling disappointed because his intimacy with Kak Anta it must end before he really wants it, before he really poured the whole dilemma of his heart and mind now. Isma tried hard while wiping her tears.

"Sorry, I don't mean to fuck. But I beg you to help me Mas---" said Sister Isma, "Change, Mas! Abah just got picked up by the police! Mang Aris report abah due to land dispute Mas house?!"

"Which "land dispute? Mang Aris is my younger brother, why?!" Kak Anta's face changed. Turned full of anxiety.

"The land where our house building Mas, Mang Aris demanded because according to him the land is still the inheritance of Aki and must be shared."

"Please help me! please accompany me to the police station!"

Mbak Isma looked at Kak Anta and Kak Anta back to look at him, then he looked at my face that began to sour. He looked at me with a solemn look while nodding his head, a sign asking.

"Grand, I beg Kania, let Mas Reza help me this time! I really need his help right now," He took my hand and held it tight.

Suddenly Sister Isma lowered her posture, resting under my feet. Of course I quickly lowered the position of the body to match Mbak Isma, but he still insisted to stay under my feet, until I allowed Kak Anta to go to help him.

Isma's sister is like wine. It intoxicates and makes us unable to get away if we have faced it, and this afternoon, in the hot sun today, I was faced with wine that forced me to drown.

Carefully and somewhat trembling, I raised the glass. Up to my lips, my glass held for a while so that the smell of the drink caught on my nose. Smelling, delicious and stifling. Same with Isma.

I closed my eyes, and slowly poured the wine into my esophagus. It tastes a little bit bitter and a little bit stingy. However, when I swallowed, my chest slowly felt warm and sweat came out on my neck and chest. I reopened my eyes.

And right in front of me, the face of Masygul's Mother Isma was still waiting for hope. I was worried about wine, but I was too evil to abandon others who needed help. I should be able to reflect, that the position of Mbak Isma now is not much different from me some time ago.

"Accept ...." I said trying to hold back the dizziness that made my mind wander.

Now, the expression on Isma's face changed completely. His eyes that I had just had are now twinkling. I help him get back on his feet.

"Son, help Isma's mother meet her father."

The atmosphere grew increasingly blistering my mind slightly clouded in my gaze which began to heavily bear the delusion. I tried to stare into Sister Anta's clear brown eyes, to reduce the intense ruffling. For a moment I bowed my head, then I lifted up again and before long my condition began to fresh. I either calm down, or pretend to calm down.

"Prepare Brother, this precarious situation cannot be delayed." I said.

Kak Anta quickly entered the house to take a jacket, chest bag and car keys.

"Thank you, Kania." Says Isma after that.

I nodded to keep the mood.

Before long Brother Anta came out from inside, he was ready. Stay with good looks and maximum charisma. I'm proud to have it. One thing that surprised me, was that after he had pulled back the car and Mbak Isma went inside, sitting next to him. Brother Anta came down and came back to me.

"Thank you, I promise I'll be home before dinner. Don't open the door for anyone, except when I get home."

He kissed my forehead softly and solemnly. It was as if he was kissing not only with his lips, but also with his heart. I trembled as soon as his lips touched my face, like he was giving me a startling Honesty and grace.

"Be careful!" I said after that.

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