My Wife Drabia's
31. Risks

Ansel placed the tray in his hand on the nightstand, then sat on the mattress facing Drabia. Ansel will feed Drabia a meal.

"Let's open your mouth, don't keep looking at me" Ansel said, watching Drabia keep looking at him.

Drabia receives a bribe from Ansel's hand for the first time. Ansel's hand was raised random shuffling at the head of Drabia.

"I'm sorry yes, I've treated you badly" said Ansel gently looking at the shade of Drabia's face busy chewing food. Ansel regretted hurting Drabia for the sake of another woman. The woman who was no better than his wife, the woman who was worse than the woman in front of him.

"Before you love me, I won't forgive you" Drabia smiled back.

Ansel also commented on the smile" but the seed of love had already grown here" Ansel pointed to his chest.

"I can't believe it" Drabia said.

"I'll prove it." Ansel feed the food back into the mouth of Drabia.

"Prove it"

"All right"

After the food on the plate ran out, Ansel gave Drabia a drink, and returned the tableware to the kitchen.

After putting the tray on the wastapel, Ansel took out his hanphon from his pants pocket and immediately made a call to the Dafa number.

"How's Daf?" ansel asked after his phone call was received.

"You're right only in deceit. Hafshah is not what you think. He was Kevin's man" explained Dafa who investigated who Hafshah was.

Ansel fell silent

Hearing the Drabia's concoction while drunk, said he had seen a woman who looked like a Hafshah. Ansel had Dafa investigate everything about the woman.

"All Kevin's plans. He has loved Drabia for a long time. Even Hafshah is Kevin's woman. And most surprisingly, the real name of Hafshah, Riska. He has a double personality" Dafa explained.

"Astaqfirullohal azim" muttered Ansel rubbing roughly his face.Oh my God, he had already misjudged people.

"A long time ago, tomorrow again I'm clear" said dafa, his eyes sleepy heavy because the clock has shown early morning.

"Tomorrow I don't go to the office, come to the house" Ansel replied immediately turning off his phone connection and immediately returning to the room.

'That means Kevin framed Drabia, hoping to marry Drabia' Inner Ansel.

Arriving in the room, it turns out that Drabia has gone back to sleep. Ansel laid his body beside Drabia, carrying the body into his arms.

Only then it felt closed, Ansel had awoken because he heard the faint sound of a sweet voice of a woman chanting kalamullah. Ansel opened his eyes, he smiled looking at the owner of the voice.

'I was foolish to close my eyes because of his past' Ansel's inner self was sitting on his body looking at Drabia who was busy with the Qur'an in front of him.

Drabia who has finished teaching, immediately stands to save his Qur'an and fold his alphabet. Upon seeing Ansel who had already woken up on the bed, Drabia approached him and extended her hand towards Ansel.

Ansel immediately accepted the hand.

"Mind me to be a wife who can keep your honor. So that I may keep Istiqomah to close my awrah. So that I may be worthy to be the mother of your children" said Drabia.

"I'm the one who misjudged you, don't apologize."Ansel pulled the woman into his arms."I'm the one who neglects my duty."

After peeping his wife's cheek, Ansel took off his embrace, he had to clean up and perform the obligation of dawn prayer.

"I take a shower first, don't forget to get dressed for me" she said, passing by the bathroom.

Shortly after, Ansel came out of the bathroom. Drabia was no longer in the room. It must be in the kitchen, Ansel thought. Seeing the clothes Drabia prepared were work clothes, Ansel returned them to the closet. Replace it with casual clothing. Ansel forgot to say that he didn't work today.

"For Ma, morning Drabia Salfadilah."

Drabia and Ibu Nimas who were busy preparing breakfast immediately turned to Ansel who was already sitting on the dining table chair.

"But also Ansel Arshaka Budiman" replied the two women smiling at the same time.

That morning Drabia was very happy, finally he made up with Ansel, and Ansel had changed well to him, although Ansel had not loved him, it was okay. Well treated, Drabia is happy.

Drabia moved his homemade fried rice into a large bowl, taking it to the dining table.

"Loh! you don't work?" tanya Drabia saw Ansel wearing a house shirt.

"Dear, I want to spend time with you today." Ansel blinked his eyes at Drabia.

"Not to blink." Drabia spooned the fried rice to Ansel's plate with a smile.

Ansel received the fried rice, then stirred it with a spoon looking for something.

"Nobody's gonna see what" Drabia chills.

"I have to be careful with you." Not finding anything awkward in the goreeng rice, Ansel also put the fried rice into his mouth.

Drabia sat her body beside Ansel, after filling her plate and her in-laws.

"It should be from the beginning you stay with Mama" said Nimas' mother when sitting her body.

If from the beginning married Ansel and Drabia lived with him. Nimas' mother could watch over Ansel so as not to do more to Drabia. But his son did not want to, and immediately brought Drabia to live in his own house.

"From now on we'll stay here Ma." Ansel thinks it's better they stay at his parents' house. Ansel need not worry if leaving Drabia to work. And also in his private home too many bad memories for Drabia. He wanted to create a new atmosphere for his wife.

After breakfast, Ansel and Drabia return to their kamae. Ansel immediately hugged Drabia from behind, making Drabia's steps stop.

Today Ansel deliberately did not go to the office, he wanted to spend time with Drabia. They haven't been this close in a long time. They were not even friends anymore.

Drabia was silent in Ansel's arms, enjoying the arms of the man she loved. Ansel hugged her, though it was not a hug of love, but a hug of regret.

"When can I touch you?" ask Ansel. He's a normal guy. Two nights of sleeping one bed with Drabia certainly made him want something that roiled in his body.

"I don't know" Drabia took off Ansel's embrace, and stayed away from Ansel.

Ansel sighed, then pulled Drabia back into his arms." I'll do it slowly dear" Ansel wooed.

"It's still morning even you ask for rations. And also not ready, I'm still afraid." Drabia lowered her head.

"Yes already" Ansel resigned. It was his fault, traumatizing his wife. Maybe God was punishing him for saying he wouldn't touch Drabia.

Ansel carried Drabia towards the sofa, still leaving his wife in his arms. There was nothing Ansel could do but open his wife's hijab, and caress her hair and asphyxiate her cheek.

It seems he needs to take a slow approach to eliminate the trauma of his wife's pain over the violence he did.

'Prophe Ansel, it's your fault' Ansel's inner self.

Drabia smiled inwardly, That's a punishment for you. Rasain, so don't be evil.'

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