My husband loves my sister
Chapters. 50

Since that day there has been no more talk of Marisa.

Curious? Sure oes.

Sometimes life really sucks. Every day should do that - that's it with that problem - that too. Huft.

Should I be surrounded by people in the past?

It's my husband's second day home tonight. Time had shown him at eleven, but he had not yet returned home.

I was nervous, worried about her situation. She called her phone and there was no answer.

It felt like contacting his co-workers, asking if they were overtime together. But I refuse to do it. As a result, the phone I just hold tightly in the hand and then I put it on the chest.

I walked back and forth to reduce anxiety.

My brain, don't think of dong. I was afraid if it became a prayer, which was later granted.

After all, isn't every prejudice a lie?

I don't want to do this lie in my head.

What I was thinking could have really happened, because it was my brain that had secured it.

Masa, I think he's back with an ex, anyway.

Sebel was with my own mind.

Please, sane. Be sane! Please!

I walked into the room, the kitchen and into the living room. Occasionally peeking at the window.

Sighing for a long breath, in order to loosen the increasingly tight chest.

I don't know how many messages I've sent, and.

Good Lord!

I jumped in shock, when I heard the sound of the roar of a car entering the yard. Immediately I opened the door, welcoming my man.

I smile as best I can.

Hope to ease his fatigue.

"Maas ...." I reached out, asking for salim. Kiss the hand of old Adrian.

Thank God today, he came home safely without any lack of anything.

I took his briefcase. After locking the door back, it immediately followed his steps that entered the room.

Like eating yesterday, Mas Adrian was cold.

I let out a long sigh, unraveling the emotions that began to accumulate in my head. Want to be spewed out immediately, but I hold as much as possible.

Mas Adrian immediately put his body on the mattress, still with full clothes worn. He seems to be very tired.

Is there a problem at the office?

That cross?

His eyes were tightly closed, his face looked exhausted. With a breath of.

What's going on, Mom?

I immediately put the bag on the dressing table, then approached Mas Adrian. Open up her socks. The man remained unmoved, like he felt nothing.

Has she slept?

I put the socks in the dirty basket, then headed to the bathroom washing my hands.

Then I approached him again. Sit on the bedside. Touching shoulders.

"Mas, so exhausted." Then my hand moved to his head. Restoring his thick black hair.

"Have you slept, huh?" tanyaku.

Adrian opened his eyes, looking me in the deep.

As usual, there were strange glitters when stared at like this. But this time I dismissed that feeling. It is not the time to enjoy this moment.

"Mas already eaten?"

"Hmm."

"Would you take a shower, right?"

"Hmm."

"I have prepared the warm water."

"Anna, are you happy with our marriage?"

"Why ask that?"

Adrian smiled faintly. Then shook slowly. "Want to know."

"I'm happy of course."

My hand moved to his cheek, stroking it slowly. The love I have for this man. He is a man who deserves to be loved by anyone. Not just me.

Who would have thought, Adrian grabbed my hand. Then put it on his chest.

"Feel the beat."

For a moment, I closed my eyes. Feeling his irregular heartbeat.

"I always beat when I'm with you."

I smile, I don't know what my face looks like. I think it's been blushing perfectly.

I opened my eyes, then ventured into his forehead.

"Now take a shower, yes .., let her body be fresh" I whispered.

Adrian nodded. Then stand.

I hugged her from behind, breathing her scent deeper and deeper. The smell I love so much is like the opium I miss all the time.

"If there's anything, please tell me. If I am unable to provide a solution, then my ears are ready to listen to everything about you at all times" I whispered behind his back.

"Hmm."

After saying that, I unraveled my embrace. Then facing Adrian. Help her take off her tie and clothes.

Adrian went into the bathroom. I'm getting you a change of clothes. Holding it in my lap, sitting on the lip of the bed waiting for my prince to come.

Mas Adrian came out the bathroom with a fresh-looking face, his hair wet.

Ah, how handsome he is.

Not waiting long, I stood up immediately. Help her dress.

"Just like a little boy, being put on all clothes" he said with a laugh.

I'm so cute, keep wearing the sweatshirt.

"What did you eat, Mom?" ask pleasantries.

Adrian did not immediately answer, he seemed to think. I forgot what to eat.

I grabbed the towel in his hand, sunning it on the towel clothesline.

"Rest, if you're tired."

"here."

Adrian patted his thigh.

"Well?" My eyes caught his point

Adrian pulled my hand, with one jolt I was already sitting on his lap.

For a long time I was too tired, got treatment from him.

This curiosity came back to the surface. I can't hold it anymore.

"Mas, why are these two nights coming home tonight anyway? Is there a serious problem?" tanyaku carefully.

The man remained unmoved. He heard her sigh long. I felt his heart beating fast.

That Debaran, because I'm sitting on his lap? Or because of something else?

"Maas ...." I can't wait for his answer from him.

"Ann, no matter what happens ahead. You have to trust me" he said confidently.

His eyes seemed to imply a plea.

Do I not believe that in him?

Not wanting to argue, I nodded confidently. Swiping the chest of his shirt-covered field.

"Astinence to me betrays the bond of marriage. No matter what problems come, I will remain committed to that bond."

I still listen to his words carefully. Where is this conversation going.

"And I know what it's like to be betrayed. You also know what it's like."

I nodded. Yeah .. I know, I know. How it feels that way.

"For that ...." Adrian stroked the tip of my head, then kissed it long ago. "We have to stick together, hand in hand. Never let go."

"I promise I won't let go of this hand." I grabbed her hand, then held her tight. "Unless my husband lets go first. Of course, I won't be able to hold on anymore. Then, I will sincerely release it, for your happiness."

Adrian shook his head slowly, then kissed the back of my hand.

"What's up, Mom?" I squinted my eyes, took a peek and studied the look on his face. If, there was a change in that look without me noticing.

"Marisa's meeting me."

Glug. Race, this spit becomes very difficult to swallow.

Hearing the name of the woman alone, I was restless. My mind suddenly messed up. Moreover, if you hear Marisa looking for Mas Adrian.

That is true, said Bang David. If Marisa's looking for her ex-husband. The woman was looking for Adrian.

Good Lord! How'this?

My body is moving, I want to get off his lap.

"Here you go. I'm happy to talk to this position" he said. Both of his hands hugged my waist tightly. His head has sank in the recess of my neck.

"La-then?" I asked doubtfully. Even my voice seemed to be stuck in my throat.

"Then?" Adrian asked back.

"Then, what ... happened next. Are you guys going-" enough already .. My tears are flowing unstoppably. "Will be back together" I continued in between tears.

"Why do you think so?" Mas Adrian frowned. One hand wiped my tears.

"Don't I say we'll always be together" he continued in a trembling voice.

"I just feel inferior. Nothing makes anyone have to fight for me. I'm not really worthy." I sobbed.

Adrian pulled my head, grabbed it in his chest.

Debaran is as crazy as I am.

"I love you."

I'm shaking. For the first time, you don't believe her confession.

"How am I going to tell you, if you respond like this? Didn't you say you were ready to listen?" Adrian stroked my hair. "Hmm?" mumbling slowly.

"I don't think I can. If Adrian turns him back on."

"Who wants to turn him back on, anyway? There's no reason to go back to that woman. Only you are now in my heart."

"Then why did Bang David say Marisa was looking for you, Mas Adrian was silent?" I looked up, looked into her eyes with tears.

"Yes, this is your response that I'm not strong." Adrian wiped my tears. Then kiss my eyes in turn.

"Certain, you met?"

Adrian nodded slowly.

I rubbed my face. Removing all the wet traces on my cheeks. No more crying.

"Then?"

"Last night when I came home late, Marisa came to my room. She's looking for me, and says if there's a problem with her husband right now."

Adrian paused his sentence. Seems to see my reaction.

"Then?"

"Prophe dong, Darling ...." The man looked like he was smiling.

"What else?" I'm just impatient.

"He asked me to come back to him."

"Tuh .. kan ...." I hit the man's chest as hard as I could. This is a really shitty situation.

"I'm glad you're jealous. That's a sign of love." He smiled with satisfaction.

"Not funny," I said. "Terus .. what was Mas Adrian's response?"

"I don't want dong. I have a beautiful, attractive wife, kind, sincere, honest, cook pinter, soft heart. Just a complete package." Mas Adrian grinned.

"Gombal." I put on a sullen face that I was originally happy to hear. "That's not the answer."

"Maha." Adrian laughed out loud. This one, it really sucks.

"So answer me, Mas?" This time I put on a serious face.

Mas Adrian gulped, looking jakunnya up and down.

"I said it's not possible anymore. Even if it's possible, I don't want to. There is nothing between us anymore. Our story is over. Now I have been happy with my wife, loving her more than anything else" Mas Adrian replied at length.

His words warm my heart. This peace returns to the heart. I touched his cheek.

"Then?"

"Initially, he didn't accept it. And confessing to being so sorry for choosing to part with me." Adrian stroked my hand which was still on his cheek. "Of course I don't care anymore. Because right now, the most important thing is this woman's happiness." Adrian pulled my nose with an overcast.

I stroked the hot nose because of the pull.

Adrian smiled seductively. Of course I know what that means.

"Let's go, huh." I held his head closer. "Tonight why come home tonight again?"

"Ooh. I was confused as to what this sensitive wife was talking about. Yes .. in the office. After dinner last night, I fell asleep. Waking up has been a lot of missed calls," he said innocently.

"Who's in the office?"

"Alone, Honey ...."

This time I was no longer able to escape his attack on my lips.

Tonight, this problem is over.

I just needed to ask, and ventured to talk to her. Instead of having to guess with thoughts that are not necessarily direction. One of the most important things in a relationship is learning to talk. Speak express the sense that I have, sad .. happy .. like .. dislike.

Because my husband has the right to know first what feelings are stored in my heart.

Conclude first without asking, in fact even make the real problem not a problem.

Being a small problem becomes an enlarged problem. Because it is too prejudicial.

I kept hoping that until the time was over only this man would be my husband. I don't want anything else.