
"Maira if it's true that your husband only makes you sick, and sad, I swear I will take you from your husband who does not know how grateful to have you," Azlan said seriously. There was a fury behind his eyes as he recalled the scared and sad face upon hearing Arhand's name.
"Ma-mas .." call Maira over, squeezing her fingers so she can control her nervousness and fear.
"Prepare food for me" said Arhand flat.
Maira was shocked to hear her husband's words. "Huhu?" he was ambiguous because he did not believe what he was hearing.
Arhand raised his head. "Why?, you don't want to?, or you'll only cook if Mr. Dirga wants to," he said in a slightly angry, jealous tone.
Maira is increasingly confused by her husband's unusual attitude and speech. "I mean, Mas?" tanyakanya. Maira behaved like it was nothing, she was only afraid if it made Arhand angry and his attitude added cold listing to him, and all this time Arhand did not like to eat his cooking at all. So he thinks it's too confusing and confusing, weird.
"Quick make me food" he said flatly and looked a little upset.
Maira quickly went into the kitchen, took out her groceries, and suddenly for her husband. His heart was happy finally after a long wait for this day to arrive, where Arhand ate his cooking up to his will, to his liking, but in the midst of her happiness was tucked many questions over Arhand's attitude that changed even though his expression was still flat, but Maira could feel the attitude of her husband was not as cold as this morning.
From the dining table Arhand looked at Maira, yand curled very agilely, and looked very beautiful. In the middle of his daydream, Aditya's words suddenly turned around in his head.
"Listen to me Arhand .. I speak like this because I've felt it, and I don't want you to feel it. 'cause it hurts so much. Arhand, a woman has a limit to patience, and if that patience is no longer there believe me you will not be able to reach it again even if you try very hard, what else if there is a man who provides comfort and security, you will be more impossible to get it. You can only regret it all, but it was too late" Aditya said as they watched Maira crying herself until Qesya came, making Maira smile. Then Azlan also came closer with eyes so deep on Maira.
In the kitchen Maira glanced at her husband who had been staring at her without blinking. "Mas Arhand, why look at me like that?, is Mas Arhand mad at me for coming out without saying anything to him? or is Mas Arhand angry about being born yesterday?" maira asked herself while continuing to stir her cooking.
"Yes, Allah, please lift the breast of the husband. Sanggu Ima was very afraid," said Maira praying in her heart to ask the Power to give her husband a day of spaciousness.
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"Keep into my sacred eyes to stay awake," said Qesya origin and walked to his room, and disobeyed when he got a blow from Anis.
Plaque.
"You think I'm the same Iqbal said, to make your eyes stained," said Anita did not accept with the words of her best friend.
"Bergelayut spoiled, seduce each other, bribe each other," said Qesya spirit continued to step into his room.
"That's mah, making out and it won't stain your eyes" Anis shouted as Qesya had entered her room.
"No!. I don't know that" replied Qesya shouting from inside her room.
"He's very handsome ... What was his name?" he was trying to remember Azlan's name.
"Ah'ah .. His name is Azlan. Very handsome as the person," said Qesya again. Qesya laid her body on the bed and remembered Azlan's handsome face like a Roman statue. Maira rolled around on her own due to salting while recalling her sweet smile and indifferent attitude towards the person she just met. Very cool.
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