My husband loves my sister
Chapter 76

Love involves feelings, nor can it be forced upon whom it will dock. However, the failures of the past made me understand. Love your partner, if you are not able to with your race. Don't hurt him with your cheating.

The affair is not only about two united bodies, but also about unfaithful feelings.

Of course, learning to love it takes a lifetime when it comes to marriage. Because, the taste will be tidal. I never knew how my married life would go. Never knew how we felt next.

But, I know. I have to keep this wedding. Keep this feeling, so that it is always in place. Loving someone who lives with me in the bonds of marriage. Loving my husband with complete love.

At least, I will always try to keep loving her until my time is up.

Adrian is a gift. The love he gave me was too great. Sometimes I feel unable to accept it. However, he was also the one who convinced me that I deserved it.

Seeing his face sleep like this. Touched me. Hearing his subtle snoring, feeling the warmth of his breath. Not felt, my tears flowing down my cheeks.

I can't imagine, if when I woke up he couldn't see me anymore. Good Lord! It feels so tight to my chest. It was as if there was a rock of Godam pressing down on him.

How could he possibly give her heart for me?

I don't think I can afford to lose you, Mom. I can't stand it ....

I'm as eager. Quickly I turned around, turned my back. Spending increasingly stifling cries.

I shut my mouth, so that my cries would be disguised.

"Sin ...." Mas Adrian's soft voice keeps my body stiffened. Quick, I wipe my tears.

I feel a soft elusan on my head. Then, the bed moves slowly.

Adrian came up to me, hugging my body from behind.

Repeatedly kissing my head.

"What's up, honey? Why are you crying? Is anyone sick?" ask Mas Adrian.

I'm shaking.

Adrian turned my body to face him.

"Hmm?"

I no longer have the power to endure this cry. Then, crying in his chest as hard as he could.

Adrian did not comment. He kept stroking my head and back in turn. Then kiss my head.

I broke my embrace. Then remove traces of bases on the face. Not to forget, Adrian helped me. He also left a light peck all over my face.

Aishs. This guy's. Of course the smile on my lips came out. Then his face flushed bashfully.

"Your face is red" he whispered.

Tuh, right. Nyebelin.

"It's quiet?" tanyakanya.

I nodded weakly.

"here." Adrian pulled my body back in his arms. "My dear wife."

"Maas ...."

"Hmm?"

"Thank you."

"For?"

"For all the love you give."

"Together, my dear."

***

This morning, I was busy getting ready. Preparing a change of clothes Mas Adrian who is still bathing.

Preparing for our trip.

Not forgetting to prepare a miss for the Princess. Because it's impossible to take him away.

"Are you ready?" adrian asked when he came out of the bathroom.

I approached him. Then help her change clothes.

"Here you go" I answered briefly.

"Are you really ready?"

"It."

"I mean, ready to be born and inner, Anna."

I cringed confused. "Why?"

"Because you have to remember the hurt that was felt, Anna. Not just for you, but for our family."

Mas Adrian's eyes are reddened. Yes, it seems that my husband has not been able to forgive those who have hurt his family.

"I'm sorry, Mas" I said, hugging her body tightly.

"It's not your fault."

***

My steps were getting smaller, as the steps approached the room.

Actually, a lot of people were wandering around the courtyard. It's just, because it still often rages. Alina hasn't been allowed out.

As a result, it is we who must go directly to the treatment room.

"Please! Sir, Ma."

We're approaching the door. Waiting for the nurse to open it.

"Sister, sorry. Sister .... huaaaa!!! Sister ...!!!"

Oh my God, Alina!

"Suster, nurse. Please take me to see Brother. She ... she .. she .. is injured, Sus. Please, Sister," said Alina stammered as she watched the nurse enter her room.

Adrian put his arm around my shoulder. Swiping it slowly, giving it strength.

"Are you sure you'll see it? I don't want you to do anything" he asked worriedly.

"Please allow me, my dear. Trust me."

"I'll accompany you inside."

"Thank you, Mom."

We entered the room. The nurse immediately backed away giving me a way to get close to the bed.

Two nurses were with me inside. Men and women. Two other nurses, a male, stood guard outside.

Mas Adrian tightened his embrace more, until my body docked.

"Mas, believe me I'm okay." Adrian was flinching. Not loosening the slightest bit of his grip.

"Mas is nothing" he said.

"My husband darling ... I'm nemenin. Definitely take care of me. I believe in you, Mas," I'm sure.

Sometimes a husband needs a confession. A confession that he can protect his family. Keeping the wife and being able to be happy.

"Seriously?" ask her with narrowed eyes.

"Seriously," I replied with a confident nod.

"Rigger ... Sister ...."

Me and Mas Adrian kept turning, when they heard Alina's call.

Alina moved down from the bed. He was detained by two nurses.

"Leave it," stop me.

Then, Alina and I approached each other. My steps were slightly restrained because Mas Adrian was holding my waist.

"Rigger ... Brother." Alina suddenly sat on the floor. Crying out. "I'm sorry, brother. I'm guilty."

I took a step back. One hand smothers the mouth. My tears are flowing.

"Sister, I'm sorry Brother."

I'm shaking.

Suddenly Alina stood up, then screamed. "Blood ..m blood. It's blood. Brother, beware! There's blood, brother. Watch out!!!"

As a child, Alina was afraid of blood. I don't imagine how she felt when she saw so much blood coming out of my body back then.

Maybe that's what makes him what he is now.

Two swift nurses held onto his body which started to run amok.

I can't see it like that. Whatever pain Alina ever hurt me. The best answer is to see it like this.

I really can't see it like this.

"Lepaassa!!!" I screamed.

Then he shook off both of Adrian's hands. "Let me get close to her, Mom. Just for a second."

"Well-well. But let me keep you company."

Maybe my love is too big. So that I brushed aside all the wounds he had inflicted.

Maybe my love is too big. So as to remove the wound I once felt from the dagger in my chest.

I just want him to come to his senses, and not repeat it.

I want him to get back on the right track. Being my cute sister is adorable too. Not locked up in a mental hospital treatment room like now.

I felt like I failed to love him.

What kind of love I have given. Who then even plunged it in this nestapa hole?

"Alina," call me slowly. I stroked his head.

Alina is currently hugging her knees. Someone crying.

It could be, the power has been drained because of the rampage earlier.

"Alina, this is Brother, dear." I tried to hold her body. He brushed my hand repeatedly, and I tried to reach him.

Until, Alina looked up. Stared at.

"Ka ... Brother." Alina hugged me tight. Shedding tears in my arms, just like the old days. "I'm sorry, Brother."

"Son has forgiven you."

Ah, thankfully. The one you hurt was Brother Alina.

If only the wounded were Mas Adrian or even our daughter. Of course, I'm sorry it couldn't have been easy to give

This is what Adrian felt.

I would not dare to ask my husband for more. Asking her to forgive Alina was an act that was not commendable to me as a wife.

Because Alina hurt me. Injuring the mother of his son Mas Adrian.

Adrian wants to accompany me to get here is enough for me.

Love is strengthening. Not asking for power. Sometimes love really weakens feelings

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