My husband loves my sister
Chapters. 38

After the bang David, I was still standing facing the door. Even though the back of the man had disappeared, it was still imagined by me coming here.

I let out a long sigh, trying to control the emotions that had already been overflowing just now. Dealing with an ex-husband is certainly not ready at all. Even her presence at this wedding still surprised me, I really did not expect that David would come today. Especially if the guy even met me directly.

His words were still clearly ringing in the ears, with the expression he gave. My body suddenly goosebumps considering the incident just now.

Curiosity as well as worry mixed into one in my heart. What if David's bag is playing Alina? Or, is it possible that Bang David would do something to Alina?

I shook my head many times trying to get rid of the bad thoughts that control the head. Isn't some prejudice a lie? It could be that the more prejudice in my brain, the more prayer that will be realized. Ah, I'm really dizzy with it. What am I supposed to do?

“Anna.” I don't know when Mom was standing there. My eyes are patterning looking at mother's confused expression.

“Eh, yes ... Bu.” I approached the mother who was still standing at the door.

“By mother enter?” ask mom slowly.

I nodded, then reached out with my mother's hand, inviting her in. “Bby, dong.” We both sat on the edge of the bed. I forgot to close the door.

Mom took my hand, put it on her lap. “Anna, what's the problem?”

I cringed confused. What's the matter? Remembering what happened, it felt like there was no problem appaun. Even if my ex-husband was here, I don't want to worry you.

“Nothing, Mom. What's wrong?” tanyaku carefully. As much as possible I control the facial excretion to look ordinary. Yes ... although it is difficult, because I am sure as good as I keep the secret of everyone will not be able to be stored either of the woman in front of me. He knows more than I know.

“Is there a secret that can be received from a mother?”

I shook my head weakly at the question of a mother who was more worthy of being called a syndirian/It seems that mother was disappointed because some things I did not tell her.

Mother took a long breath. Then continue the sentence. “So long I'm silent not because I don't understand. But, because I feel you can get through it. Unfortunately, the more days ..your face looks often moody. You often daydream, thinking about many things. Including Alina and your ex-husband. Not that I interfered, let alone that you've grown up. But ... If you see David acting late to you, of course you will not be willing.”

For a moment things became quiet. Only a long breath could be heard. I'm still waiting for the continuation of mother's sentence.

“Mother is old. Just want to see you guys happy. What did David say?”

I looked up, saw my mother's face quickly I lowered my head back. Unable to see that wrinkled face looking at me deeply.

“No Bu ...” My answer is weak.

“See mom if it's nothing.”

I looked up, looking at my mother's face. “Yes, there's nothing. Bang David wants to marry Alina, that's all he said earlier.”

“You're okay?” ask mom with a look.

I smile. “Of course it's okay. If they are happy, I am the first person who will feel their happiness.”

“Are you happy with Adrian?”

I nodded confidently. “Sure. Although I don't know how it will go ahead. But Anna sure will always try to be happy, and sure if sir Adrian will make happy.”

“Kok still call Sir, anyway?” mother asked with a seductive smile.

This time mom chuckles amusedly, probably from hearing my silly question. I just still doubt what to call him and seek support from mom.

“Lho, why ask mom, anyway? What does he want to be called?”

“Sa-the ...” I'm downcast embarrassed. Surely my face has turned into a boiled crab. Mr. Adrian really pranking me. Watch out later.

Mother laughed out loud, until her mouth was wide open, even her tears were flowing down her cheeks. I'm thieving. I really got fucked.

“You are, like a teenager only.” I put my head on my mother's lap. The woman who gave birth to me stroked my head. Yeah, that's how it is. No matter how big a child is, be a child in the eyes of the mother.

“So, how, Bu?” tanyaku.

“Yaudah call love or mas aja. Or yayang mbeb.” Mother said with a chuckle.

“Ihh, mom is even codain ..”

“Lho, seriously. Call your husband by the call he likes best, with a call of affection full of love and obedience. That way, as a wife you have done one of the efforts to tame her heart.”

“Emang horse needs dijinakin.”

“Yaudah there, friendin Adrian meet the guests who are still there. Mom wants out too.”

I straighten the body. Then my gaze turned to the door, it seemed that Mr. Adrian was standing there with his hand still holding the doorknob.

“Eh, there's mom. Sorry to interrupt, Ma.” Greet Adrian politely.

“No, Son Adrian. This will make sure Anna comes out too if it is ready, so that you can meet Nak Adrian greeting guests who are still there.” Mom stood up and walked towards the door.

While Adrian bowed respectfully, for a moment his gaze looked at me. Of course, I was looking towards him. However, who would have thought if the man even blinked one eye, I suddenly snorted yamg in reply to an awkward gymnastics from him.

“Suda yes ... mom wants out.” She came out without looking at me again. Adrian stroked his nape.

“Basic ...” my description.

“Apaan?” ask Mr. Adran by putting his shoulders together.

Ish, if remembered .. me and he often talk trivial things. We rarely talk about anything serious. The man often asked me to joke or even teased me.

I don't know for what reason he did that? It could be, because it wants to make me feel comfortable. Or rather, that's how he keeps my feelings in check. Because I often smile, even.

Sure, I'm happy with him. Hopefully diving.

Adrian reached out, I with a smile greeted him. Then, he held my hand. Pecked the back of my hand long ago. Something felt rushing through my blood. The strange lights I now feel.

I'm flattered for his good treatment. For his kindness has treated me, I accept that he is with my life.

“A ready to meet people outside, Mrs Adrian?” she asked gently with fingers stroking the back of my hand and a warm gaze that was able to hypnotize me.

I smiled, then nodded confidently. “Hmm.” We came out with our hands clutching each other tightly.