It's not my fault for taking your wife

It's not my fault for taking your wife
BSMI 145's


There have been no talks between Allan and Giany since a few minutes ago. Giany kept his head down after getting a question that almost snapped at him. His lips clenched in order to prevent tears from flowing more and more on his face. While Allan still endured with his cold gaze.


“For the first time you disappointed me. Giany ... Do you understand a wife when she gets out of the house? Is it hard to ask permission?”


“Ta-but, Mas—”


“Already. Maybe you need time to think things through.” Allan walked out of the room leaving Giany.


The woman was silent, her body felt limp, nor did she have the courage to catch up with her husband and explain everything. Then, when he had managed to restore his consciousness that had been dissolved, he walked towards the dressing table. Looked at her reflection in the mirror. Within seconds, the entire room was filled with sobs.


Allan headed for the kitchen. He felt he needed cold mineral water to neutralize excessive worry. However, the fresh mineral water that sweeps the throat is not enough to break down the heat that radiates in his body.


Allan sat there. After a few minutes, he realized that his tough attitude was probably a bit excessive.


Until a pat fell on his shoulder.


“Why are you, Allan?” The man looked. Mom Dini stood by her side with a questionable look.


“It's okay, Mom. Just thirsty again.”


“Oh ... Kirain mom why do you daydream here,” she said with a smile. “Giany is asleep?”


“Numbers, Bu.”


Aware of her son's tone that felt different than usual, Ms. Dini also felt strange. Allan should be happy with Giany's efforts to please him by appearing more beautiful, not vice versa.


“What's wrong with you, son? Is there a problem?”


Not wanting problems in his household known to people even though his own birth mother, Allan chose to be silent and did not reveal what made him sad.


“No problem, Mom,” she replied with a smile that her mother could read.


The middle-aged woman sat down at Allan's side. He held his hand tightly. “You're making a fuss with Giany?”


“No, Mom. Why storm? All is fine.”


Mom smiled. Although Allan tried to cover up, but he understood that something was wrong. “You don't like Giany's new look? She's beautiful loh.”


“Like it, Mom. Giany, I like it, especially beautiful. Which husband is not happy if his wife looks beautiful.”


“If you're happy why moody?” The question also made Allan's fortress collapse. He took a long breath.


“I just don't get it with Giany, Mom. This is the first time he has not asked for permission to leave the house. Usually go wherever he asks for permission.”


“If he asks for permission, I won't search until it's that sweet, Mom.”


“But just before going out, Giany said the same mother had asked permission. Giany couldn't possibly lie, right?”


"No, Ma. Giany has not asked permission to leave. And not only that, he could not be contacted and went home night-night.”


The feeling of disappointment and sadness came again. He tried to get rid of it by sipping the remaining mineral water until the bottle was empty.


“Again why, Mom ... Giany has to make over everything. I told you I love her no matter what. I prefer my simple Gianyku.”


“But what's wrong if she wants to please her husband by looking beautiful? If only mom supported it. That's why I didn't stop.”


“Mother knows she wants to go to the salon?”


“Tahu ... Before leaving, she said to her mother. He said he wanted to give you a surprise,” he replied explaining. “But mom was also surprised because she suddenly wanted to go to the salon. After he spent time cleaning up his photo album.”


“Beres-beres album photo?”


Mom Dini nodded in response.


"In the photo storage room, ma'am?" Although curious, but Allan tried to cover what was stuck in his mind. Don't want the mother to be overwhelmed. “Em ... Yes, I did, Mom. It's getting late. Mom break, yes.”


“Iya. You also rest, Son.” Mom Dini rubbed her son's shoulder. “Allan, you need to be more patient and sensitive. Remember, there's your child growing up in Giany's womb. Do not let you accidentally say something that hurts his heart.”


“Iya, Mum.”


*****


Allan entered a room after a conversation with his mother who said Giany suddenly wanted to go to the salon after cleaning the room. He approached the table and found some unfinished albums.


The man also opened the photo album one by one, until finally surprised by his findings. Photos of his affection with Ayra.


“This photos ..” He took a deep breath. Finally found something that might be the reason Giany wanted to look more beautiful. Aware of his mistake that had snapped without hearing an explanation, he rushed towards the room.


As soon as he arrived at the doorway, he tilted his head inside. Giany seemed to be sitting in front of the dresser. He opened the veil that covered his hair. Then it began to remove the make up that wrapped his face with wet tissue. But that was not what made Allan freeze, but rather sobs that slowly turned into a hiccuping sound because Giany continued to try to hold it.


🌻


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