My Wife Introverts

My Wife Introverts
dark history.


A few days passed, and,,


They are still in the country, Adi had to come to take care of Rashid, while Julaika forced himself to come to testify.


Until now Julaika still did not want to eat and often moaned in fear until Azlan never once left Julaika.


"well, what if we asked the psychology about Julaika's trauma, Azlan was worried because he didn't want to eat at all..."


azlan said, he even forgot his job because he kept thinking about and taking care of his wife who was still unstable.


"maybe also, HM..."


Fardan said, He is also worried about the state of Julaika.


"Yes, I've taken care of everything, I'm talking to Wibowo's family, Rian heard today Amar came home from the hospital !"


"yes, that's your father's business later and your mother's !"


fardan replied, he had prepared a gift that he promised Amar, some days also Fardan and Rian never absent to see Amar in the hospital, all was done as a proof of their gratitude to Amar, even the cost of the hospital was fully borne by Azlan until Amar could return home from the hospital.


"alright then, you say Same Julaika if we want to go home !"


Azlan nodded and went into the room where Julaika was asleep.


His hair has been trimmed Azlan, Want to not want Julaika must cut his hair short.


Every night restless and moaning in fear, before the morning his wife could fall asleep, it was because it was very sleepy.


Azlan kissed his forehead slowly, stroking his short shoulder-length hair, Rashid was really cruel, He gave a deep sense of trauma to his wife.


"honey ....!"


Hiss Azlan in his ears.


Julaika again sobbed because the scary shadow came back to make her sad.


"Hey, honey... Relax, you're on Brother's side !"


Julaika opened her eyes with a clear grain that glided freely, Azlan's thump tightly.


"I'm scared bang, smelly carcass...."


Julaika.


"don't be afraid now that you're by Brother's side, we're going back to Indonesia this afternoon..."


Julaika looked up at the handsome face of her husband.


"Jul, did Rashid touch you? sorry you mean brother ?"


Azlan stared at his wife's puffy face, his eyes swollen from crying too much.


"HM, no. Alhamdulillahot. Rashid does not touch Jul, grateful Jul is menstruating, the man still has common sense...."


Julaika cried violently, his soul was really shaken by the event.


Azlan hugged her tightly, kissing the tip of her head repeatedly.


"Abang feels indebted to Amar, he's already saved your deck !"


Julaika was stunned to hear that.


"help comes from the Lord, and Bang Amar intercedes...Jul thanks for the !"


Azlan holds Julaika's chin, looks into her netra. Is there love for her ?


"yes, but still you feel indebted...!"


"lantas Brother what do you want ?"


Azlan was silent while thinking, he was also confused as to what ?


"Later you think, You eat first ?"


Julaika shook his head, again he refused.


"HM, we go eat out yuk ? before we go home we go to the Thames?"


Julaika nodded enthusiastically.


perhaps in such a way Julaika could forget that bitter time.


if Rashid does not languish in prison, want to feel like beating him to pieces, Azlan is really upset with his actions that do not have a heart.


Rian let them go walking, fardan was going to the hospital to take Amar home to Runi, fardan also planned to give a gift to Amar this afternoon, too, because they want to go back to Indonesia.



Azlan invited Julaika to walk the road around the Thames River, many foreign tourists who are also enjoying the beauty of the river.


Julaika looked around the place, He and Rashid had indeed planned to go honeymoon to the country, but in fact he created a dark history in his life.


"we ate at the restaurant yuk !"


Take Azlan to a restaurant located not far from the river.


"but....!"


Julaika back evasive.


"honey, actually only you can fight that bitter taste, Brother is sure you can ! you must be strong !"


Azlan pulled Julaika's hand into the restaurant.


Azlan immediately ordered some typical food of the country, Julaika sat unmoved.


before long the order came, Azlan sat down next to him and offered him food.


"Let's eat, see Brother and around this beautiful place !"


Julaika let out a long sigh then closed her eyes trying to forget about that time.


Julaika took a deep breath, staring at Azlan who was also staring at her lovingly.


feeding her slowly up to one, two, three, Azlan was able to put food into Julaika's mouth.


"See Brother, okay !"


Julaika covered a smile while shedding tears, whatever people say about you, I believe you love me.


Azlan grabbed Julaika's body, smearing her head.


"Later after in Indonesia, Brother will invite you to consult a psychologist..."


Azlan said and nods by Julaika.


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Fardan gave a check with a nominal amount, enough lah for Amar to buy a new car.


"don't fardan, I sincerely help your daughter. Yes actually I am very sorry for canceling the match..."


said Amar chuckled to himself, refusing the check given by Fardan.


"yes, apart from that maybe you are not a match..."


wibowo replied making a stunned amar Then nodded.


"yes, papah is right... Amar is also sure like that, the soul mate will not go where..!"


Sahut Amar tries to accept all his provisions.


"before going home, Amar just wants to talk to Azlan, is it okay !?"


Ask Amar, there are things he wants to tell Julaika's husband.


"yes, of course, I'll call. Julaika would also like to leave before returning to Indonesia...!"


Amar nodded and returned the check.


"again I thank you, you guys are like brothers !"


"yes, it's okay to be a messan but we can be brothers !"


wibowo commented on the smile and hugged Fardan.


After that Fardan contacted Azlan so that he and Julaika would come to Runi's house.


The two were sitting while looking at the river with clear water and a view of the city that is so beautiful, Azlan opened a message from the fardan.


"Honey, let's go to Runi's house, I ask us to say goodbye to Amar before returning to Indonesia !"


Julaika nodded and moved with Azlan.


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