My wife Bad Girl

My wife Bad Girl
Twenty Two


"Pursue Your Dreams, Num. Please, don't you stop because of me" said Roma and then it was seen that this man wanted to get up from his seat.


"Sister, please explain to me .. Why do you talk as if we will not be able to unite? Our feelings are the same, brother. And I will sacrifice my scholarship to bring our feelings together. Besides, I can still go to college in this town. In order to remain devoted to my husband later," explained Hanum who is increasingly clear where the direction of this conversation.


So, the more crowded it is felt by Rome.


Can he say if? Can he think if only? Or, may he ask the Lord to repeat a few days back? So, Roma will not follow the advice of the two friends of his curse to hold their graduation party. Of course married to a girl whom he did not love or love at all.


But, unfortunately, you can't think like that. Because everything that happens in the story of our lives in the world has become not a prerogative of God that can not be challenged by humans and any creature that.


"We're not going to be together, Num."


"Why Brother? Isn't it clear that we both have the same feelings and dreams?" even this girl Hanum stood up and took one step forward. Rome had to take two steps back.


Rome closed her eyes to then sigh and shook her head slowly. "I'm ... married."


Duarr!


It was like hearing lightning in the heat of the day. Hanum was so shocked and in disbelief at what he heard.


Hanum even, smothering his mouth and subconsciously the girl walked backwards to the back then sat back down in limp. Rome was about to move her legs to step forward and get closer. Because he really did not have the heart to see the tears slowly wet Hanum's cheeks.


"Ma–mana possible," great-grandson Hanum. Because he knows anything that comes out of the lips of a man who is very familiar with this is definitely an honesty. Rome never lied to him though, as long as they knew him.


"I'm sorry" said Roma, pressing his nose. I hope this can blow the tears out and fall.


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At exactly three o'clock, Micah actually came back to Rome. They both promised somewhere. Where other students may not be able to see their togetherness.


Rome just appeared in the back of the campus. Perhaps in the future this location will be a subscription place for Rome to pick up Micah. Instead of dropping the girl off at the bus stop. Rome is not calm.


Unlike usual, Roma did not make a sound at the wheel. He looked seriously at the front of the road or, was there something he was thinking.


"Who? Who's the lucky lady, brother?" Hanum's question continued to ring in Rome's ears. And he could only promise to bring them together one day after Hanum could accept all of these events.


He could not have introduced Micah as his wife. Meanwhile, the girl next to him alone did not consider him a husband. Micah had never even kissed his hand.


"His this why? Tumben has no omom. Usually this is it?" micah wondered in her heart. Even if, before when Rome asked a lot of questions then he would be upset half to death.


"I'll go out tonight, bring a hammer," Micah said, breaking the silence inside the four-wheeler. The road is quite quiet because the time has not entered office rush hour.


Rome whose mind was still drifting where it knew, suddenly turned his head quickly towards this girl sitting next to him. "What did you say? Malem-malem want to go out and carry your sport bike?" roma firmly again ensure hearing fear is wrong.


"Yes, hefty reward if I can defeat the newcomer," explained Micah.


Ckitt!


At once Rome stopped the speed of its vehicles suddenly.


"You're why!" micah was upset while protesting against what had happened to her forehead.


"You surprised me, Micah. What do you mean you want to race?" cecar Roma with a shocked expression.


"Yes, the stakes are twenty million," Micah replied casually.


"Whatdidyou say? A bet!" Rome grew more astonished when she heard the next sentence of Micah's thick lips.


"Occustomed to his expression. Let's just say, at least I can ease your burden. If only I was challenged often and indeed, I would not need anyone to bear my life," Micah said at will.


"Astagfirefull!" Rome took her breath. Why today there could be something along with a different case that makes his heart almost dislodged.


"Mikha, you know what the law of money bet?" rome examined Micah's knowledge while looking at the girl next to him.


"What law? Illegal you mean? Aren't I stealing?" micah said innocently answering like that.


"Even though you didn't steal, then can the results we get be said to be halal? And also Legal?" cecar Roma again.


"I'm not doing any crime. There was nothing we harmed during the action. Nor have we ever been anarchists or corrupted public property," elak Micah nevertheless justified his actions.


Rome immediately massaged her temple which instantly twitched. "This girl knows absolutely nothing" the inner Roman.


"We will talk about this again in the apartment" said Roma in the end, because he did not want to be carried away by emotions when he heard the denial for the sake of denial that would come out directly from Micah's mouth.


Roma understands, if this wife is a stubborn girl.


"Why do I have to go back to the apartment? Just say yes," Micah grumbled quietly. And, Rome could still hear it turns out.


"Yes Allah. Strengthen me, and give me great patience," in the mind of Rome. Because he knows this will definitely be a tough debate.


Meanwhile, Rome must continue to maintain its calm and emotions. May God always guide him, that is one of the hopes of Rome. In addition to hoping quickly the girl falls in love with him and is willing to accept his circumstances and destiny.


That way, it would be easier for Rome to apply science to change Micah's habits.


One of the most difficult jobs and duties for a Roman. Moreover, Micah's nature was quite harsh.


"Whatever happens, I will still carry out my plan," Micah's mind thinks something complicated will happen after they return to the apartment later.


"Mikha, wash your body first, pray then we'll talk again," the decree of Rome that wishes to cool down his heart and head first so that he may take wise steps later in the face of Micah and all his opposition.


"I want to talk now. Whatever you want to say, I'll keep racing!" After saying her wish, Micah entered the room.


"No, oh God. He can't go out tonight" inner Rome with a plan that suddenly enters her brain.


"Don't blame me, Micah."


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