My Wife Drabia's
25. Don't marry Kevin

Ansel who was still standing in the doorway of Mr. Ilham's house, stepped his feet towards two other men of that generation.

"Assalamu aleikum Father." Ansel greeted his father-in-law politely.

"Walaikum salam" replied Mr. Ilham.

"Drabia where's Yah?" ansel asked, his eyes glancing at Kevin.

"In his room" replied Mr. Ilham honestly.

Ansel's gaze turned toward Kevin." My wife Drabia, you may want to marry her. Is there no more stock of women out there, until you want to marry my wife?" ansel's wrath tightened his teeth.

Kevin smiled obliquely," Drabia herself also agreed" he replied.

Ansel's jaws hardened with the glare of his eyes getting sharper toward Kevin."You think I believe? Huh!" angry Ansel.

Whichever husband is not angry, his wife will marry another man. It felt like Ansel was punching the man in the face. But Ansel had to hold back his emotions, considering all was his fault. And the purpose of going to that house was to persuade Drabia, not to make a fuss.

Kevin puts his shoulder around, "just ask Drabia if you don't believe me."

Ansel fell silent and turned his gaze back towards Mr. Ilham. Is that true what that guy named Kevin said. And didn't his father-in-law approve of him fighting for Drabia?. But why would her in-laws still allow other men to propose to Drabia?.

"All decisions are with Drabia" said Mr. Ilham.

"But Drabia is still my wife Well." Ansel shook his head." Well, I won't let go of Drabia. She's my wife, forever will be my wife."

Ansel took his foot up the stairs of the house to meet Drabia. He must succeed in persuading Drabia.

Seeing Ansel go to see Drabia into the room, making Kevin's body hot cold. Imagine what Ansel would do to Drabia. Considering Drabia and Ansel are still husband and wife. Legitimate only if they do things that are reasonable in doing husband and wife.

'I have to get Drabia any way' Kevin's inner self.

"Sir Ilham, then excuse me first. When will I come here again" said Kevin, because there is nothing to talk about. And also the coffee in the glass is also toilet.

"Alright, thank you for helping with the case my daughter's been through." Seeing Kevin standing from his seat, Mr. Ilham also stood to take Kevin to the front door.

"That's also a very detrimental case to me sir. We're both victims" Kevin replied. After greeting Mr. Ilhan, Kevin walked into his car and immediately drove him.

Ansel, who was in front of the door of Drabia's room, kept knocking on the door in front of him. The owner of the room did not open it.

"Drabian, plesae! open door!" suhut Ansel." I beg Drabia. We need to talk!" he sounded desperate again.

"Drabian!" Call Ansel raise his voice.

Chequek!

The door opened from the inside, and Drabia came out without wearing her headscarf.

"Speak" Drabia leaned her body against the door frame.

Ansel immediately pushed his body into the room and locked the door tightly. Drabia was shocked and suddenly frightened.

"What do you want?." Drabia swallowed his saliva with his feet stepping back to the back. His face paled, his forehead began to sweat finely. Looks like Drabia was traumatized by what Ansel had done to her.

Seeing that, Ansel quickly pulled Drabia into his arms. Suddenly made Drabia scream, wriggling for release.

"Please!"

"Don't marry Kevin if you don't love him. Don't marry Kevin just to get revenge on me. Don't marry Kevin, to make your means of protection. Don't marry Kevin, 'cause you're afraid I'm interrupting. Don't marry Kevin, just to shut me down" Ansel said in a row." But marry Kevin, if you're sure he brings you happiness. You believe he brought you close to your Lord. And you're sure he loves you, so do you" Ansel continued.

Drabia who was still in Ansel's arms fell silent thinking about what Ansel had just said.

"I'm not a good Drabia husband. But if you give me a chance, I'll try to be a good husband to you. I will give you my love and affection. I promise to try to be a good priest for you, Drabia. Please! give me that chance, just once" Ansel persuaded a soft sound.

"If you need time to treat your wounds, I'll give you. But, please! don't marry Kevin or any man. I promise I won't bother you until your heart is ready to accept me again" Ansel added.

Honestly, Drabia still loves Ansel, but she is already heartbroken by what Ansel has done to her. Parting with Ansel forever, it wasn't easy for Drabia either, because she had loved Ansel a long time ago.

"But if we can, I want to make things right now. Build the household how it should be" persuaded Ansel again.

Drabia hesitated, her heart became indecisive unable to accept the decision. Refuse or accept Ansel back. Love is so amazing. It can shake a strong wall.

"Drabia, yes we're making up now. I promise you! I'll take it slow."

"Aw!" suddenly Ansel complained of pain in his waist, because Drabia pinched him.

"Who will make up for you" said Drabia.

Ansel commented on his smile, and he removed one of his hands from Drabia's body. Then he poked his beautiful wife's chin.

"Who else if not you my wife" she said with a teasing smile.

Drabia snorted and egalhen his merooning face in the other direction. Embarrassed to remember Ansel had seen the lower part of his body. Ow hell!

"Uhh! my wife's face is blushing, very beautiful" Ansel tease again saw the face of Drabia wrong behavior.

Ansel hugged Drabia's body again." Sometimes I miss your pranks." Ansel smiled reminiscing about their childhood.

"You broke our friendship" said Drabia." You hate me."

"I'm sorry" Ansel said." I'm just kece..."

Tok tok!

Ansel's sentence was interrupted when he heard the door to Drabia's room on tap from outside.

"Drabian! Ansel! open door!" exclaim Mr. Inspiration from outside." Why are you inside!."

Ansel sighed and took off his embrace from Drabia's body and walked towards the door. What kind of question is that?, husband and wife in the question what in the room.

"Why is the room in the lock?" Mr. Ilham turned his gaze towards Ansel who opened the door. Considering Ansel is already suing for Drabia's divorce, it could already be said to be falling talaq. Mr. Ilham was worried that Ansel and Drabia were mixing.

"Remain again" Ansel replied ambiguously.

But in view of the appearance of the two, there was nothing suspicious.

"When the visit was over, there came home" expelled Mr. Ilham pulled Ansel out of Drabia's room, almost Ansel fell.

"Dad, I'm referring to Drabia now. He also agreed" said Ansel did not want to leave Drabia's room.

"So!" reject Drabia ferociously.

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