Marry Bening
Prologues

I looked at the time on the clock that was coiled around my wrist. Time shows at 17:42. The day is getting dusk. The sound of the chanting of holy verses of the Quran and sholawat from the mosque and mosque are mutually simple signifies the adhan maghrib immediately reverberate.

And here I am. Inside my black Bugatti LVN, I stared and observed the activities of a woman across the street. Right in the store, with one free hand the woman was busy arranging flowers that he had arranged and arranged neatly. Not to forget, he also arranged the cake that he had decorated and then put it in the cake showcase. He lowered the roller blind, closed the window of the store that would soon be closed - precisely at eight o'clock tonight.

This smile seemed to stick to my lips as I stared at the woman from a distance. The woman with the plain face beamed like an angel who came down from the kahyangan with the most beautiful smile engraved on her face. A shining face that exuded an incredible beauty as I looked at her from this distance. And I don't get bored at all.

I turned my eyes to that protruding part of her stomach. With carefree steps he walked, no matter how heavy the burden he carried, his face showed no fatigue at all. I just saw him feeling tired myself. Moreover, he moved by using one hand that is still in the cast.

Don't you feel heavy carrying it around in your stomach with various daily routines? Don't you have any trouble using that hand? You better shut up!

It feels like I want to speak to him like that. However, it cannot be denied that all the things that happened to him were my own actions.

How not, planting continuously and sowing seeds at all times produces satisfactory results proven by how healthy it grows in the stomach. Although at first I did not know there would be a growing baby of ours.

While his hand, until this moment I will continue to be haunted by deep guilt because it was my actions also his hands became like that.

And so, it's not without reason that I'd really like to protect her. Every now and then, maybe even every time my heart is almost out of place because it is so worried about him. The carelessness of his behavior that always makes me really feel the sport of the heart.

For example, today, a tiny body with a bulging stomach is recklessly riding on a plastic chair only to justify the roller blind jammed as he pulled it. And he almost fell because his chair was a little bit squishy. Luckily his hand that was not casted swiftly holding the sisian roller blind so that he could hold himself so as not to fall. I could see him in shock as well as feeling relieved.

Luckily he survived and managed to get off the chair with his breath gasping. His hand shook, instantly his face paled. I wanted to feel like I ran and scolded him. Because the event that could endanger him happened not this time alone. No, I'm angry doesn't mean I hate him, but I worry about him. I'm afraid something's happened to him and our son.

I love and love him so much. Very! Countless how many is so!

Yes, that sweet woman is predicated on being my wife. And she's pregnant with my son. Her current age is six months. She looks really beautiful. What effect does pregnancy make her beautiful like that? No, she was beautiful from the beginning, and this stupid me just realized it now.

I closed my eyes as I exhaled violently. I lay down my body, leaning against the car seat. Didn't want that woman to see me at my weakest point. But he obviously wouldn't see me. My car's dark windows won't be visible from the outside. What a ridiculous thought, isn't it? I'm like a fool hiding from reality.

Adhan Maghrib reverberated, instantly I could not hold back the water that always dripped in both corners of my eyes. He went and entered the room in the shop, the tiny back disappeared for a long time without me being able to look at it again from a distance.

I miss you so much, my wife...

king Aslam Dewantara -

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Actually, what do you regret in your life during your age to date?

Probably many. Including how you want to improve your life, even true love. There are also things that you want to do during your lifetime with great fun, right?

Just like me who is quite sorry for having been unable to know who my true love really is. Even in my current condition. He was right in front of my eyes and he was very close to me.

But I swear! I have never regretted in my life for being in a relationship with him that I have loved so much for the rest of my life.

I never imagined, really. Because this sudden marriage left me unable to pucker up. Quitting? Yeah, it might be like that at first. Especially when we are married to a man who has never known close before. It feels like our world is turning upside down.

However, maybe that is what is called the divine destiny. He said, soul mate ain't going nowhere. Yes, that statement if examined more deeply the meaning, it means it is very compatible with what I am experiencing at this time.

Because I who can not go anywhere, as well as himself whose activities are-that's all, then the figure of soul mate will not go where it makes us in the end united. Ridiculous, no?

This compliment will sound like the story of the male lead in the novel. Say it like that. Because to me he is the perfect main character.

He, that cold, stiff-looking man was actually so warm. A man of a million charms with just a little smile can melt any woman.

The bayes? Yeah, it might sound like that. But that's the real reality. I'm so sorry, why did that man become my husband. Being the husband of an imperfect woman like me.

Oops, sorry. But I thank very much to my handsome old man that maximum is ☺

Thank you for loving me, my husband...

the Crystal Bening Aurellya

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"Hey! If you miss me why don't you say miss me and come up to me?"

"You call me 'hey'? Where's your manners? If love why not love?"

"It looks like you're doing yourself."

"I? Don't be silly!"

"Yes, it's up to you...My man just missed you, your husband is acute."

"Based on a stupid girl!"

"Based on a prestigious husband!"

"Hey, who's the bad guy?"

"But.bull."

"Come on!"

"What are you doing? I'm here donk. I've been following Mas Aslam the way here. Stale tau! Look, my feet are like a big elephant. Doctor Rita said very well. Our son.- All right, I'll be there. Wait for me and don't move a little bit, okay?"

Aslam walked quickly, immediately hugging the exhausted wife walking towards him. Heart rumbles. With a severed breath he hugged and kissed the head of his wife in droves.

"I miss you."

"I don't miss."

"I love you."

"I don't love."

"I bite you."

"Maohuu..."

This is the story of Aslam and Bening...

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