Married Little Princess Bestie
47. A Couple Who Had to Be Complete

The woman smiled as if she had expected her presence that day. "Come in," he wavers in first.

For a moment, very briefly, Riswan was held in place while observing the surroundings of the goal. He was looking for a recording device that might be in charge of observing him. Just before Rhea's chortle sounded, "What are you trying to find, Riswan?" taunted.

With all the risks he was ready to bear, Riswan followed the woman. Somehow he will eventually be seduced or seduced. Or again trapped slander who has a high ability to destroy his marriage. Frankly, Riswan resigned.

Without further ado, Rhea sat down and pointed at the empty chair opposite her with the iris of her eye. The woman tries to hint that that is where Riswan should be.

"I won't make you drink, Riswan, or talk about your suspicions before you enter the room. So have you divorced Binar?" he struck directly at the core of the topic he wanted to talk about the most. .

Much different from Rhea's calm expression to the point of barely struggling, Riswan was agitated. The man tried hard to hone his brain in order to realize a perfect set of words to open a conversation. Fingers he linked, then buzzing the tone to buy time to talk.

"Eee," he muttered, "I didn't come for that, Rhea," Riswan said in the end.

Sitting face to face makes them easy to touch the eye bead. Reluctant to comment, Rhea just shone a spotlight on Riswan impeccably. Making the interlocutor overwhelmed, the man was even riled up with his sitting position.

"My words are outrageous, I mean, about Kalimantan. Come to think of it, my reaction was excessive, Rhea. I'm..."

"What are you trying to say, Riswan? I don't have time to listen to your prudence in weighing the word," Rhea interrupted while shuffling her chest. The woman has been poulted out of her head, Sometimes Riswan can be transformed into a person who complicates things easily.

Riswan swallowed the hard-earned salivary. He swiped his palm on his thigh, then took a deep breath. The man whispered to himself, 'let him be single, then...'

"I love you, Rhea" said Riswan firmly, his eyeballs no longer running. A successful sentence made Rhea stifled looking at him as well.

"I'm sorry I took you off. I never stopped hating myself for failing to protect you from Greg Darmawangsa. Without you I'm empty and you're always right, I made dozens of ****** that's an impingement of missing you a."

"If I may confess, I never mind either, Rhea, even though you were widowed dozens of times, I was always ready to be your place to go home," then that was the sentence that Riswan wanted to say. The series of words that have been held tightly. Destroyed by common sense and a self-conscious foundation that is held in such high esteem.

Iris Rhea's eyes glazed over. Anyone knows that the woman was stunned to the recesses of the soul. The temple that Riswan spoke of was very much desired. Deep in her heart, Rhea waited for the sentence to reach her ears.

"That's what I've always wanted to tell you, Rhea, if you had come a little earlier. If only I hadn't married Binar, and had a future twin who was soon born into the world" Riswan said at length. The man could no longer even hide his clear grains.

"It's like I'm in our company, Rhea. Lying that I don't regret our breakup."

The chant that Riswan delivered caused Rhea's tears to spread. Outside of his consciousness, the cheeks had been touched by the rain. Not wanting to get any worse than now, Rhea also threw away an eye. Tracing the ranks of pictures of himself on the nightstand.

"It took me years to hear that statement, Riswan. Just so you know," Rhea protested quietly, more like a circus sneer.

Still on the escape of the eyeball, Rhea took a deep breath. The woman's chest suddenly tightened. Pilu souls clustered in the throat.

"You're asking me, Riswan, instead of marrying a lot of men, why don't you just go home to me?" his gaze spread from one side to the other. The woman persistently avoids Riswan's eyes, as if more tempted to pay attention to the furniture that is always in its original place.

"I'm not married to many men. These are the people I want to marry with all forms of sincerity, and do you know what's worse than that?" Rhea drags her eyes down on Riswan, "My idea of Greg never fades."

Riswan's like being slapped. He never expected that the incident really imprinted on a Rhea. How can a woman live alone? While throughout the course of life, only Riswan had Rhea.

"It's a big mistake to accuse me of being crazy about treasure, Riswan. Moreover, the divorce after draining the wealth of my ex-husband to raise the financial burden," Rhea sentence deliberately hung into the air. He locked onto Riswan's eye bead deeper before continuing the word.

"I've never been in our business, Riswan. I've always worried about relationships that concern extended families."

"What if I get dumped? What if my standard of living is not equal to theirs? What if I became a useless wife or spouse? There's a million 'what if' that nagged me and pushed me to run away from marriage."

"And if you ask me why I'm not a male player, the answer is simple, Riswan. I want a family."

Riswan's heart railed as soon as the word 'family' was mentioned. The woman who grew up in the orphanage seemed sincerely chanting it. Family, Rhea does not have anyone who can be named as family. So if that is the main purpose of building a marriage, does not it sound sad?

"Sorry," Riswan's great-grandson again sounded. The only difference is that his vocal cords are much smaller like being squeezed hoarse.

What else is Riswan worth? The woman had been tear-stained. Throw down his cloth that can't shake. Although still without a sound, Riswan knew very well Rhea had sobbed in silence.

"Just like you, I also respect marriage, Riswan. Not many people want to divorce voluntarily," the voice of Rhea made very strong echoed. Making Riswan forced to drag the tail of the eye towards the beloved.

"You deserve to be happy, Rhea. You always deserve happiness."

Rhea's bitter smile expands. The woman ran out of words to present an argument worthy of debate. Rhea also wants to be happy by being loved and loving someone. But how can it be? The torment that is buried in the soul has eroded everything.

"I will not apologize on behalf of Greg Darmawangsa, but he has sworn to spend the rest of his life in regret. So please be happy, to be a Rhea whom I have loved so much."

"Sounds so sweet, Riswan. The sparkle is lucky to have you all."

Without another word, Riswan grabbed Rhea in his arms. They let go of the longing and love they had neglected for years. No one tries to tease each other for more sassy. They only end the love in the form of a long deckap.