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Yania, she had just arrived after shopping for monthly necessities and just like what Altez had said, it was indeed raining that day. Yania kept coming home even though in wet conditions, she did not heed the advice of her husband at all.

Altez who began to regret everything he had done in the past, slowly began to have the intention to fix everything He wanted to make amends.

"You've turned down my money, so at least accept my help as your husband." He said that sounded sweet in my ear.

Is he eating wrong or what?

"Change your clothes, let me do all this." Altez forced and seized the bag of groceries from his wife's hand.

Forced her once. What was? why did it suddenly turn so good like this, where did that rough mouth go?

"No, I can be alone and I don't want to trouble anyone else." Said Yania who returned to snatch the grocery bag and then arrange her own groceries.

Someone else huh? What... I do not deserve to be considered a husband? Or was it my mouth that forbade her from getting serious about this marriage?

"Yeah, I'm not someone else. We're married at least you should be able to appreciate me as a husband." Said Altez who stared at Nanar Yania who was still busy arranging her groceries.

Yania turned around and observed Altez's face calmly. "Mas, it is not clear that the basis of our marriage is only a mutually beneficial cooperative relationship between the two parties. So, emotional involvement is not necessarily so? I know, that's why from the beginning of this marriage you always talked about boundaries between us." He said and then smiled sweetly and then approached Altez.

"Are you feverish? you speak a little bit of shit."Said Yania who then checked Altez's body temperature by sticking the back of her hand on the forehead Altez. "Ouh, it turns out my husband has a fever. Worth the talk." Yania.

"Let's rest there, Mas, after this I'll cook and make you food. You eat, and take medicine, and then rest. Okay?" Said Yania who spoke casually and made Altez confused, This wife is always able to respond to something calmly and casually. It doesn't seem like it's always fiery and there's no brake when it's emotional.

...POV Altez's....

Why am I the more days, the more I come here, the more I'm with him, I'm like a buffalo poked in his nose? I have absolutely no intention of fighting him. Moreover, he was so calm and relaxed in addressing me.

Honestly, I want to change and correct all my past mistakes towards you Yaya. Your physique, which I used to despise, is now my weakness. I have to admit, I'm starting to like you as Yeri. But with all the mistakes I've made, can I still have a chance to reach your heart, my wife?

I saw earlier when the look in your eyes was so empty when looking at me, there was no vibration or a little blushing. Ahh~~~~ women on the outside there once I blink their eyes will be stuck like exposed to chinese glue. But my own wife? Let alone tack, glancing was not.

Is this a sign from the Almighty that I repent and improve? Stop playing women and focus on worshiping with my household?

If it's true what my mother-in-law said earlier if Papa's death" has nothing to do with my mistakes at that time, but because he ran away from the husband's pursuit of his affair, but because he ran away from the husband, then the case is not much different from me who was battered in the face of Vivi's husband.

I'm married, am I supposed to stop? What if my wife does the same thing, what if she's out there like me? No, I don't like my being touched by someone nice or ugly, mine is still mine.

I could only stare at the ceiling of my room while continuing to feel my heart. Recalling if I was no longer young, remembering that my age was diminishing, What kind of happiness have I ever given to Mama?

Mama, she was from the day Papa died, she raised me on her own without any help from relatives. He always educated me well and... But why did I imitate Papa instead?

My daydreams ran out when someone knocked on my bedroom door. Someone who must admit her natural beauty, she is beautiful even without make-up. But why does He always cover himself with ugly makeup as Lady teacher Yania? He got closer and I saw a red patch on his neck.

"Mas, the food is ready, let's eat and take your medicine." He said with his feet unceasingly and continued to approach the window curtain and opened it slowly.

I just kept quiet and looked at him, there was a wedge of guilt when I saw this kind of good attitude. And here he is, always calm and relaxed.

"Still dizzy?" Ask who is approaching me now. Look at home, he's just gonna wear a jumbo negligence this is far from my type. But how else maybe that's his style and that's what makes him feel comfortable, then I won't be much open voice.

I shook my head but remained reluctant to reply. I still faithfully observe his movements. All of a sudden, he approached me our faces were getting closer and even so close that I could feel his gasping breath tickling around my neck. Does he want me to kiss him?

And what do I get?

THE PLAQUE!!

She instead of accepting the kiss from me with gratitude, she hit my sexy lips hard. "What a habit of lips!" Knead lectured me.

"Why was he hit? what's wrong with trying to kiss your own wife?" My great-grandson while holding my lips.

"Why, why? this must have been ingrained in you huh? It must be that other women are too. Aye?" His love for me.

"Of you, yeah, don't. I'm just like my wife. What's wrong with kissing your own wife? isn't the reward big?" My excuse that does not want to be ashamed because apparently my habits can be guessed smoothly by him.

"Oh yeah? Time?" She asked back with her ugly face. "Early, since when do you want to take care of the reward? enakan also maksiat kan dating here and there cheating here and there. Also think of reward. It's still young, it's still a long time to die." The sarcophagus talks like that to me which in fact is her husband. This is between offending and lecturing me.

I was immediately anxious to hear his words. My ears seemed to get a little jolt when he insinuated me about my bad habits in the past. I immediately pulled her wrist and wrapped it. I purposely locked her movements and overpowered her.

"Don't be noisy! What's wrong if I want to improve myself with you who's already Halal to me." I said with a firm look.

He just smiled. "Allahuma shalli ala Muhammad!" Her speech. "Thank God that you've been guided, but I still don't believe it. Let alone you, I have no confidence in myself either." He spoke with his hands covering his mouth. Is he afraid I'll kiss him again?

Ah, so He really has lost faith, both in himself and in others? And this is all because of me?

"Sorry." I said that suddenly the guilt came stabbing me.

"We started everything from zero, right?" I said with intent He would accept my good intentions.

"Is this in SPBU? starting from zero, sir?" His speech mimics SPG in SPBU. Oh, my God, I'm getting so nervous about it.

A few seconds our laughter broke out together but soon after he thrashed and managed to escape my confinement. "I just wanted to see this, your dirty pillowcase stained with blood. I have to wash it otherwise it will be hard to lose. Eh... even in my swamp crocodile..." His great-grandchild grumbled while taking off the pillowcase and also the sheets in the guest room that I occupied.

"Don't bother Yes, I can wash it myself." I said that was just a fad and hoped that he would be cool to wash this bedsheet and pillowcase.

He smiled and put the sheets and pillowcases in the corner of the bed. "really? Oh, yeah, it's self-washing. I am tired and will rest." His words made me stumble.

What can I do when he is comfortable with his world? He was like a turtle that always hid inside the shell. He wouldn't even go with me to eat, he went back into his room after the scene in the bed.

Like my widower, eat alone and wash yourself. The room was so quiet that there was no movement at all. He seems to be taking a nap. The curious me decided to climb over the fence to see what He was doing in his room.

Yeah, I peeked at him. I peeked at my own wife.

"What is He doing?" I muttered as I managed to look up and look at his room.

"Si*l He's closing all the curtains of his room."

After eating, I decided to go back to my room and put up my own bedsheets that had spare sheets in the closet. I lay back and stared at my phone screen.

In my gel there are still many photos of me with my ex and, I began to think how my wife would react if she saw him. Ah, why am I now so concerned about how he feels about me?

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