Married for Trust
CHAPTER 21.

"I love you, Mas. I fell in love the first time I saw you. When Mas came to my parents, asked me to be Mas's wife." Nazhwa said softly, slowly his eyes began to close and a few moments later he heard regular breathing when he was lulled into his subconscious.

Andre is confused, is what Nazhwa said. His wife has loved him for a long time. Andre doesn't believe this. This is what the late Shalwa meant in his dream.

If you can't make her happy, then don't blame me if someday I'll pick her up. You will live in regret for losing the one who loves you for the second time.

"Do you really love me?" Andre looked at Nazhwa's face with sadness. So all this time he's been hurting the woman who loves him.

It is difficult to accept his logic, especially he and Nazhwa who had never known each other before, but Nazhwa had fallen in love with him at the time of the first meeting. Falling in love at first sight is common, but whether it should be as fast as it determines feelings.

Slowly Andre closed his eyes, drowsiness began to approach him. He slightly loosened Nazhwa's embrace on his body. He does not want to be constantly tormented by halal lust but will feel a jerk if he does.

'Your decision is right, Andre. Thank you for listening to me. I tipped My sister, make her continue to be happy then I too here will feel happy.'

Andre who was asleep, looks smiling face saw the figure of his lover waving at him and slowly start away.

Getting married because trust makes Andre feel difficult to live life, especially he who treats his wife with bad makes it seem frustrating because he can not live the trust. Until the lover is present in his dream and reminds him of the trust.

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In the morning, Nazhwa would wake up early to prepare Andre's provisions. However, in the morning he felt so reluctant to get up. Deckapan body of the husband who was the first time he felt really comfortable so that makes him feel reluctant to let go.

"Love doesn't make anyone lazy, Nazhwa. Let's wake up this morning, don't you also have to prepare provisions for me. I'm too late to get ready because you keep hugging me."

Nazhwa, who had awoken, developed a smile and drowned his face in Andre's chest.

"Your embrace makes me opiate, Mas." said Nazhwa timidly.

"New hug, what about the others?"

"I won't let go of you again, Mas." replied Nazhwa with a chuckle.

Andre laughed, "I've been in love, too, but I'm not as crazy as you." said Andre.

Nazhwa was speechless, suddenly his face that was stuck to Andre's chest turned mellow. She does love her husband, and Andre will also learn to love her. However, he cannot forget one fact, that there is another woman out there who has been in love with her husband, and may still love her to this day.

If he knew who the woman was, Nazhwa wanted to see her and ask Andre to be his.

"Mas, can I meet her?" Nazhwa looked up at her husband.

"Meet who?" asked Andre with a shriveled forehead.

"Meeting the woman that Mas loves, I want to ask Mas from her." said Nazhwa, his chest felt like a deflated flower when saying that.

"I'll take you to meet him but not now, wait when I'm ready and then I'll bring you together. But one thing you should know, Nazhwa. Until whenever I will still love her even though I can already love you."

Nazhwa's chest seemed to rumble at the words of her husband. If only she did not feel happy at this time because her husband was willing to accept and learn to love her, maybe now she has cried because of the expression that so pierced the recesses of her heart. How could her husband love two women at once.

"Are we going to continue like this, Nazhwa. I have to work so I can support you and our children later." said Andre, who made Nazhwa smile again.

"You have met all my needs, Mom. You have everything, there is no way Mas can not support our children as well. But when are we gonna have kids?" nazhwa asked while laughing softly.

"Later on" replied Andre briefly

"Later?" nazhwa repeated her husband's words as questions.

"Later when I can love you, we will make our children.'' replied Andre and then kissed Nazhwa's forehead.

Nazhwa smiled broadly at her hearing. " I'll wait for that moment Mas."

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Andre is neat with his office suit, supplies and briefcase are also in his hands. He was ready to go to the office, but today he went bad luck because of the actions of Nazhwa who was said to be opium with his embrace.

"Mas, wait."

Andre, who was about to get into the car, turned towards Nazhwa who called out to him while running small towards him.

"Mas, someone is missing" Nazhwa said when he was in front of Andre.

"missed out?" Andre showed me his briefcase and his provisions. "Nobody's missing, Nazhwa. This is my lunch and briefcase." he said.

"I haven't kissed a hand yet, Mom. And Mas hasn't kissed my forehead either." Nazhwa said with a shy smile.

"Huh?" Andre.

"If you want to learn to love me, then, Mas also had to kiss my forehead every time I was going to leave and go home to work and I would always kiss Mas's hand every time Mas left and went home to work" said Nazhwa. "For a long time we will get used to it, and slowly Mas will be able to love me." he continued with confidence.

"Is that true?"

"If you get used to it, someone will feel comfortable. It is from the nayman that love can grow." Nazhwa said with a smile.

Andre seemed to be thinking, and a moment later he also smiled. "All right." Andre extended his hand to Nazhwa.

Nazhwa enthusiastically kissed the back of Andre's hand, then Andre kissed his wife's forehead.

"I'm leaving ya." said Andre while wiping the head of his wife.

"Yes, Mas. Be careful on the road."

Nazhwa waved his hand as Andre's car began to drive away from the courtyard of the house. In the car, Andre smiles to see Nazhwa from the rearview mirror next to him. Apparently not as bad as he thought, learning to love his own wife is not a young thing. However, it turns out that this fun to know the figure of Nazhwa.