It's not my fault for taking your wife
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Allan stepped in and crouched down on the right side of the chair Giany occupied. He stared deeply into the face with a large piece of guilt because Giany chose to remove his makeup again.

While Giany did not dare to look at Allan due to the shackles of shame. Her little heart said, Maybe she did not deserve to beautify herself, that's why her husband became angry.

His sweaty hands continued to wipe his face with wet tissue. Along with the sound of a hiccup that he had been trying to hold, but strangely even sounded more clearly imply sadness.

Intention to give a sweet surprise to the husband instead turned to surprise him, because Allan greeted him with a snapshot. The pain was even deeper when Allan conveyed his disappointment.

“Sayang ..” Allan grabbed his wrist, so the wet tissue Giany was holding fell to the floor. “I'm sorry. I was wrong.”

Giany shifted his sitting position to the end, so Allan could sit by his side. He grabbed back the wet tissue and rubbed his face. But his sobs have not been controlled. Still sounding.

“No, Mas. I was wrong. I think ... If I look beautiful, it will make you happy. I forgot ... that I should have been aware of what was suitable and not for me.” Giany's speech faltered because it was mixed with sobs, but Allan could understand well.

“You are beautiful, Dear ... Very pretty.” He wiped the tears that had just flowed down Giany's cheek. The more Giany tried to hold her back, the more tears flowed. “Sorry, I accidentally snapped at you. I was too panicked because this is the first time you've been out of the house without asking my permission, other than that you came home the other night and couldn't be reached. I'm just afraid of anything happening.”

Giany put the wet tissue he had worn out into the trash can on the side of the dressing table, then grabbed a new wet tissue.

“So I called Mas several times to ask permission to exit, but the number is not active. So I called Sister Selma and sent her a message.”

Allan's forehead shriveled. He tried to remember all day, Selma did not tell him anything about Giany's message.

... I really don't know if you're sending Selma.” a message

“I'm the one who should be apologizing, Mas. I ran out of battery and forgot to bring a charger. I don't remember anyone's number at home. I didn't know that the salon treatments took hours. I'm sorry, Mas .. I won't do it again.”

“It's okay, you're not wrong," he said as he rubbed his hair. "But why change yourself, baby? No matter how you are, I still love you.”

“I know, but I feel insecure and unworthy. I finished making photo albums and found a lot of photos there. Looking at the pictures of Mas's friends and his wife, each beautiful and graceful, I felt unworthy to be in between. I come from a different caste. I am so far below them. I think ... Maybe Mas will be embarrassed because I will be different from the wives of other Mas friends.”

Allan did not answer. It seemed to make room for Giany to spill everything on his mind.

“Elsa, Sheila, and Naya ... They come from a wealthy family. Via ... Although he grew up in an orphanage, but he turned out to be the son of a famous designer. Who am I, my mother? I'm a nobody. Giany Namira is just a former SPG shoe store, with a dark past. I saw pictures of Bu Ayra. Even a fingernail, I am not worthy of being compared to him. That's why I also want to look beautiful like them, so Mas is not ashamed to have a wife like me.”

Allan is still tight-lipped. Like being squeezed by a large chunk of stone, his chest felt tight.

Not with praise, Giany's efforts to please him even he greeted with a clash.

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