I Love U! Husband Carried
CHAPTER 06 - Poor Men and Sad Girls

"Why stand there?" asked Kak Anta to me suddenly.his voice sounded loud with a wet hoarse tone strengthened his masculine aura.Hearing him I turned around to wipe the tears, somehow I was sad like this.

"Sorry brother, it's been an hour Sister Anta's in the room, so I'm here to make sure."

"It's been a while?"

"No, I just came maybe about 2 or 3 seconds from my sister realizing earlier." I replied lying with a whimper.

I had a bit of goosebumps when Sister Anta passed me by the door, but I was hoping she didn't realize the lie I was doing. I don't know what was going to happen, I think we'd be more awkward if he knew I heard his prayers just now.I already knew about his feelings, but still thick face to live side by side with him.

It might not be fair to choose the way of life that Anta offers, while deep in her little heart she still keeps the name of another girl, sacrificing his future and love only for a child that his biological father had abandoned.

I glanced at Sister Anta who had just enjoyed her dinner. Sister Anta must have been about 190 centimeters tall. with hair that is still clumping because it is wet, plus a black shirt whose arms are rolled a quarter and up, he said, Sister Anta it's very difficult not to attract attention, I thought, lucky Sister Isma could have the heart of this nice stiff and cool man.

"After dinner tonight, can you accompany me to Isma's house? she's the girl who came here this morning."

"H-huh? sorry how brother?"

"By my company there, if there's you there won't be any misunderstandings.we're newly married, I don't want any trouble, can you?"

"Can Brother."

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The night was set in a gray setting while far away there the stars were circling, scattered around the moon.just as my heart was surrounded by fear and anxiety, how will I face the family of Kak Anta's former lover?

However, my mind was now filled with a dazzling shadow of dark brunettes, so that this lonely and silent street did not bother me at all. I followed Kak Anta's long footsteps.We went to the house of Mbak Isma on foot, indeed their neighborhood is very close. Kak Anta's house is at the end, while Mbak Isma is at the base of the road.

Not long after we arrived at the base of the road, Kak Anta suddenly took my hand into a simple house that almost all the ornaments of the walls of his house were made of high quality wood.

As soon as we entered the room, after having been opened the door by a gray man whose stature I thought was about half a century, other women stood up from the chair.Their ages did not look much different, but they were not, it seems like they are Isma's parents, in my mind.

"Mom," brother Anta shook hands with them before sitting at the table.

I followed Anta's actions. "I was told Isma that you wanted to come here. So, she's your wife?" said the old man while glancing at me.

She spread her hands out on the back of the chair, as her legs pressed against each other"Say the situation how.because somehow, my daughter was once your fiancee before she ran aground, because you're suddenly married to someone else."

Mas Anta's eyes sharpen. "Sorry Abah, I don't have any problems with Isma. It's just that I can't afford to wait for her. Abah knew for myself that I was 28 years old, almost three-headed.But Isma was still continuing her education out of town.so I was round to cancel the engagement because I already had a wife."

"Where can Reza, you used to come to me to be serious with Isma. You also have agreed that Isma completed her education before marriage. but why are you disavowing now?"

Sister Anta was silent for a while, then replied; "Sorry Abah, but my intention tonight is to be with my wife just to say that. our relationship was better off.

"You don't know how broken my daughter is because of this selfishness of yours, she weeps for you and your relationship all night.Even because you're going to this house, mom and I had to work hard to seduce her so she would stay in the room. Tell Reza, where is my daughter wrong? until your heart hurts her."

Suddenly, Anta got up while pulling my arm, so inevitably I also stood up to follow her. "Sorry Abah, Mom. My goal is to come here just to convey the reason why we have to finish. So now we say goodbye to go home. Sorry because the delivery is less pleasing to Mother and Abah" he said.

Mas Anta rushed to pull me towards the front door. Suddenly outside, it was raining a bit heavy, but did not reduce the determination of Anta to immediately take me home from the house of the woman of his heart... Isma's mother appeared in the middle of her parents.

"Mas... Reza," he said sobbing.

I looked up at the flat face of Brother Anta, she just stayed in place and was reluctant to look back. "Sister..?"

Kak Anta remained silent, until finally choosing to continue to walk without caring for Mbak Isma who sobbed, hoping Kak Anta returned.

I realized, all the reasons that were conveyed by Brother Anta in front of the parents of Mbak Isma was just a lie. exactly as the reason wanted to marry me. but one that I can be sure, I can be sure, the rain covered Anta's tears tonight...