My ex-President My Husband

My ex-President My Husband
Kebaya bride


"Al, wait for me!" Bilmar pulled hard on Alika's arm after exiting the shop door.


"Deliver!" Alika let go of Bilmar's grasp violently. Both of his eyes stared hard.


"Why you, baby?" Bilmar tried to soften his voice and again clasped Alika's hand.


"Is my love really no longer there for her ? it even feels uncomfortable when he calls me darling,"


Alika again glanced at her eyes with a cynical look towards the grasp. The view was caught in the eyes of Bilmar, immediately Bilmar took it off.


"I know you have a lot of money, whatever you want, you will easily get! but not everything can be bought with money, like these memories!" Alika raised her ring finger pointing at a ring that Bilmar had insulted.


"You have no right to insult her and ask me to show her!"


Alika quickly turned her body to pass leaving Bilmar.


"That's not what I mean, really" Bilmar stopped the steps of his future wife.


Then hold her tightly, for some reason Alika has no power to rebel. He felt a warmth flowing from Bilmar to him.


"I'm sorry, baby, I've lost control. I should have understood what you wanted, now I don't care anymore about the wedding ring. I only care about your heart, my future wife and the future mother of my child" Bilmar whimpered.


Alika's heart rumbled violently. He felt that he had not done justice in matching Bilmar's love for him.


"He loves me so much, but why is this heart too reluctant to accept it!"


"Maybe I have to learn to take care of her again"


***


Now Bilmar brings Alika to one of the most luxurious and expensive bridal Boutique in Indonesia. Bilmar continued to pray if Alika would follow his wish for this one, considering Alika had refused to give her a diamond ring as her dowry a few hours ago.


"Where do you want dear ?" ask Bilmar to Alika when the designer gives examples of some kebaya that will be used by him later.


Alika holds the two kebaya fruit with a happy face instead of playing. He was so amazed to see some kebaya sprinkled with svarosky bulbs. He really felt like this was all a dream. Then patting both cheeks while waking up that this is real.


Given that at the time of marriage with Aziz, he only wore white kebaya that was worn out by the former mother.


Alika turned to Bilmar, revealing details of tears that would soon flow down to the contest.


"I want you to choose," Alika asks Bilmar to choose one of her.


Bilmar smiled happily to see Alika was calm and according to his will. He wiped away the tears that had come down very slowly.


Then.


"I chose this one," Bilmar pointed at the slightly open white kebaya brukat on the neck towards the chest, studded with a lot of svarosky sparkle.


"I want to be ready by noon tomorrow at my house !" bilmar said firmly.


"Well, sir.ayo Miss please come with me." the designer brought Alika inside, to measure her body to fit the kebaya she would wear the day after tomorrow.


"Bill?" call Alika.


Bilmar raised his face quickly, he was flabbergasted. His eyes continued to grow strong, his mouth gaping for a long time. He was so amazed to see the beauty of Alika, who was trying to make their marriage.


"Oh God ! you are beautiful honey," Bilmar got up and hugged Alika. Alika was still astonished at Bilmar's reaction after seeing him wear this kebaya.


"Not good ?"ask Alika plain.


"Banget ! even the rich of angels will be jealous of your beauty when wearing this kebaya. I was so eager to wait the day after '" Bilmar reflexively kissed Alika's right cheek.


Alika also quickly pushed Bilmar's body, because it was embarrassed by people who were looking at them.


"Bil, inget this dong where !"


"Yes so deh Mba, men if they want to carry out their innate marriage contract always want to keep the stamp rich," the designer tickled amusedly.


Bilmar only wants Alika, caring for the devil with the eyes of everyone who is looking at their intimacy at this time.


Seeing Bilmar's happy face, Alika was imprisoned in sin. He is not completely honest with his feelings right now.


**I used to love you so much !


Judging you !


Wants you !


Closing off all men's access to get near me !


Keep believing the Universe will return your love back to me !


However, why does everything look lost at the moment ?


Why when I'm sure I'll have you !


The universe has removed this feeling of love from you**?"


The mystery of life is only God knows. He is able to change everything in an instant, able to maintain, destroy and forget and make


Love becomes hate


Hate to be a darling


Hate becomes homesick


May the love in Alika's heart that has long been worn out, re-fertilized illuminate their sadinah household life, mawaddah, warrohmah.


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