I Love U! Husband Carried
CHAPTER 73 - Fill the Heart of Women

The time has shown at 21:00 there are no more activities, Kak Anta is still busy watching the news while I clean up the rest of the dinner and the atmosphere in the house is currently headed for a quiet process.

But in contrast to the situation outside, there was still a sound from behind the kitchen fence, the sound of Mang Rusdi and other fathers who were earthy and occasionally laughed and did not know what they were talking about, noisily play the gaplek and be ready to take care of the night.

And once in a while after I sat next to Kak Anta in front of the television, he glanced at my face in one glance. And I also know I do the same thing that is steal a look. This time is the right opportunity. He smiled and I replied.

Anta Reza, who married me more than 6 months ago, has now officially become my husband as a whole.

Today is a rare occasion in the last 6 months, the first moments where he breathed in between my face, precisely on my lips, after I found out who he really is and why he wanted to marry me. Yep. We were married without love. And we do not reject the reality of the past.

After Kak Anta finished his game, I thought that was the limit for tonight, especially after we were silent for a moment and I chose to say goodbye to the room first just to calm my heart that was hambis in the dust by the quite erotic game of his naughty lips.

"Why come here?" I asked him, after I realized that Sister Anta was already on the door lip when I was about to close it.

"Why indeed?" Ask back.

"What's wrong, but just finish watching it."

"It's over" he answered. "I want to sleep with you."

"I-can't."

My brain and speech are out of sync. The heart wants that Sister Anta will indeed continue to catch up with me, and I can take it upon myself, I enjoy every touch that she describes on my body, but other words say.

At 22:00. "Can you now?" said Kak Anta. The embarrassed me finally lifted my head from hiding the flower blanket, I nodded slowly.

Brother Anta was apparently waiting for me with a slight frown. But after that, what I thought was really happening, the one who had been patiently waiting was now hugging me, getting tighter and hotter. And after that, what do we do? only God and I know.

When dawn came I thought hard how to get out of the room without making a sound, how to take off a heavy object like a burly hand that pinched my chest all night.

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At around 7 am, after finishing breakfast, we prepared, of course with my original plan yesterday to meet Marwah. However, as soon as I wanted to get out of the room I was surprised to see that the phone had not yet entered my sling bag. I went back to the dresser and immediately went out to the terrace where Sister Anta was waiting for me.

"Finally you're ready too" she greeted me gently as she hugged me.

We looked at each other, wondering if anything was different today in each of us.

"You're so pretty this morning, is this how you look if you want to go out?" Said.

"Oh yeah?" I smiled in embarrassment.

"Until I forget that you've become a single mother."

"Sister too, with that leather jacket," I said teasingly.

"When's home? do I pick you up or not?"

"Later in the afternoon or late in the afternoon, I will take a taxi home. Sister Anta focus on work, I will tell you when I return home."

I'm nodding.

When the vehicle enters the highway, the view of the city is so crowded by people who want to go to work. Rania was so calm and serene in my arms. Up to about 30 minutes of travel, we arrived at a village in a narrow alley. Sister Anta herself was forced to park her car on the shoulder of the road and we continued on foot.

"Well, the father of the mother of this romantic couple is here? why don't you talk first, so let me pick up little Rania in front of the alley." Welcome Marwah after putting a large bucket of wet clothes, and immediately approached Rania to joke on a small scale.

"My wife is missing you." Said Brother Anta taunting me.

Marwah smiled as she glanced at me. Then shortly after that Kak Anta pamit to immediately leave for the office.

"Have you had breakfast?"

"Parwah I don't want to talk stale!"

"Huh? wh why? is something wrong with me, Kania?"

"Nothing," I replied while looking deeply at Marwah. "How do you feel about Brother Rambo?"

While Marwah chose silence, only smiling knot.

"You sure to choose to retreat before even telling her your own feelings? Wh why? is it because of fear of unrequited and you're afraid of getting hurt? let's answer Marwah, don't shut up, tell me what you think?"

"My feelings are not important for Kania to express," she paused for a moment, corrected her sitting position, then said again.

"For everyone, this may be something strange. How can I love Om Gondrong? I am just a lonely Marwah, abandoned by her parents and living hard on the streets, ruthless and undeveloped. Finally, for the first time, I laid my heart on a man whose life is 180 degrees that of mine. Of course even ants know Om Gondrong is not my match, he is too far away for me to reach like a pearl ball that disappeared in an instant." Said.

"Then why do you expect me to keep running and chasing after him? while my own soul is not strong with all the fact that it is too high for me that is far below it."

I trembled at Marwah's reply, though I knew what he was saying, with a million profound meanings. Which can only be felt by the lower classes when falling in love is out of place. But I really hope he doesn't give up;

"Because you love her" I said. "You must declare this love because it belongs to Brother Rambo, for to him your love is addressed. And it is evil to hide something that belongs to someone else. If in your little heart you want to keep it to yourself, you are committing a crime. That's not your habit. So now it is no longer about you but the power of your love that makes you have to declare it to Brother Rambo."

He sobbed after staring at me. "I'm afraid Kania, I can't believe that I love Om Gondrong, even if I can't force him to accept me. I also felt unworthy especially after I knew she was getting married."

A quiet morning, between these deep talks, there was Rania playing a teddy bear in our midst.

"Listen to me" I said, holding Marwah's shoulders back.

"If you are afraid of getting hurt, you will never be able to love others. If you could honestly say your own feelings, whatever the outcome would be a beautiful love... "

I looked at Marwah again. He still sobbed and rubbed his tears violently.

"You must say it, so that in old age there will be no more regrets" I said again.

"I have to tell you, so that I don't become a criminal who hides love for others." His ideal.

"True, that's what you have to do." Reply me.