Not Dream Heaven
Hold back the feeling

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Chila took her breath quite deeply. He rushed to change his clothes with ordinary sleepwear, a pajama suit with cartoon pony pajamas that he usually wears. Not to forget, she also re-painted her hair upwards and wore an instant hijab that she would mix with her pajamas.

After that, he took the water of ablution intending to pray sunah as usual before going to bed, besides so that his heart could be calmer after the storm that had just hit his feelings.

Cklek!

Of course Mike who heard the sound of the bathroom door open, he immediately gasped and was surprised, because Mike thought that Chila was still downstairs. But it turns out he was wrong, until now his face looks so pias.

“Loh, om Mike already here, kirain still chatting with his friends?” chila asked pretending to be surprised.

“Au—“

“Chila to pray first. Om shower gih, water the same clothes already Chila readyin in dalem,” said Chila so relaxed with a smile that continues to decorate her face.

Hiding disappointment, it was certainly not a difficult thing for an Arshyla Savina to do. Since childhood he has often lied to make people around him happy, especially his father.

Since Chila saw her father angry, crying even about to kill her Oma because it had hurt her, Arsy is getting better at pretending to be okay. In fact, when he had to pretend to love Kenzo just to forget his feelings for Mike, he could face it alone.

However, it cannot be denied that now his heart is really really broken and disappointed.

“Alright,” replied Mike who was still staring at his little wife with a doubtful look.

After a while, Chila now finished her prayer ritual. If, Mike is not in the room yes, Chila is very anxious to cry and complain to the Almighty, he wants to spill all the tightness in his chest. However, he didn't do that out of fear Mike would know that he was crying. Even so, Chila was sure, that God also knew what he felt and experienced now, without having to cry and complain.

Chila switched to cleaning her bed. So that he can immediately rest, because honestly now his body is also very tired of wanting to fall asleep. Not that the bed is dirty, it's all because now the bed is full of petals that have been decorated in such a way.

However, tonight there will be no bridal night, so Chila chooses to clean her up. After all, who would sleep with a lot of flowers, indeed he was dead, the inner Chila clucked, because he was sure that this was the work of his mother or sister-in-law.

‘Alhamdulilah,” said Chila smiled with relief as she stretched her hands into the air to stretch her muscle muscles that felt quite sore.

Drrttt Drrttt Drrt ..

Just as Chila was about to lay down her body on the bed, she heard the sound of mobile phone vibration from the top of her dressing table. Yes, it was his cell phone, he went from tmpat to sleep to take his cell phone. The phone was next to the husband's phone.

Quickly, the girl shook her head, she did not want to interfere or pry with the contents of the phone. He took his cell phone and went back to bed, but suddenly a notification came in making Mike's phone look lit up along with a message sent by someone who Chila believes is her husband's ex-lover.

‘I love you Mike, love you so much. I thought being sincere was easy, but it was hard. It's so hard for me to imagine you and the other woman spending the night together. I ruined Mike, I ruined!”

‘Astagfirullah al adzim,’ muttered Chila in his heart while squeezing strongly on his chest that felt quite tight.

...~To be continue .......