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87. Slowly

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...Nothing is more precious than the sincerity of love....

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"Za, slow down. Why speed this up anyway?" ask Yeri with a hand that grips the hand grip. It feels like he's on the race track right now.

"Just relax, baby, I'm good at racing. I used to do it in high school and get girls as the main prize" Altez said unknowingly and still focused on the streets.

"Amit-amit baby, amit-amit baby." Yeri rubbed her stomach. "Don't imitate the Deck, don't let you be like your Papa. If you're like her, Mama's gonna throw you into the swamp." circus Yeri spoke.

Altez realized something, his speech felt strange and made the wife inflamed. He then lowered his vehicle and stared at Yeri at a glance. Yeri looked back at him with a difficult look to understand.

"Don't imitate Papa ya Son, Papa used to be so because no one advises. Your grandmother hardly had time, she always worked and worked. While Papa, just looking for Papa's own life."

Altez's hands stretched out rubbing the wife's stomach. He felt warmth and something he had never felt before. The regret of spending youth with negative things, self-loathing because of the wrong path in getting along. All of that gave a hard slap to him.

"No, he won't imitate you as long as I'm alive. But for your playboy attitude, I'm not sure. Whether she's a girl or a boy, she must have inherited that trait from you, or from her grandfather."

Altez. "We must give him affection so that he does not get thirsty and look for it from other sources of affection" said Altez who then ended up with him tucking the back of his wife's hand.

"Ah, why is the atmosphere so sad?" he murmured while wiping his tears.

"You're crying Za?" Yeri tilted her head and looked at Altez who was hiding her face.

"No, who's crying? I'm a handsome man of valour and courage this is impossible to cry" he said, putting on a dagger face.

"Za, don't be so strong in front of me. I've seen your tears a lot" Yeri said as she rubbed her husband's back.

Instead of immediately continuing the journey, Altez prefers to stop and pull over on the side of the road. He removed his seat belt, and then warmly grasped Yeri's hand. He looked at her in the shade with a little bit of sadness left behind.

"Yer, thank you for staying and being my companion. I don't know if the person I've been looking for, the person I want to apologize to is the best healer for me. Thank you dear," he said then kissed the wife's palm and placed it on her cheek.

Their gazes met and Yeri gently returned the gaze. He smiled and then rubbed the wedding ring that was coiled on the ring finger of the husband. Meaningful and full of questions.

"Za, I also don't know if I'm going to make it this far beside you. We healed each other Za. Slowly, I have not visited Silvi since we made up. I have also not experienced panic while sleeping beside you," Yeri said with a meaningful look.

"But Za, I tell you. If one day, just once you repeat your habit of playing women. I'm not gonna say much, I'm just gonna go straight away and take care of our divorce."

Jem!

Having just flowered and felt the bliss that was stirring up now must be contradicted by a fact in which there is still fear in Yeri. She was afraid that her husband would hurt her again. While Altez, he nodded and looked with confidence at his wife.

He was convinced that he would never repeat his mistake again. "I promise I won't do that again. My life is entirely for my little family."

"Promise?" yeri asked unsure. She doubted the promise of her husband.

Altez did not answer him through words. He just stared fixedly at the two beads of the wife and then gave a warm kiss on the forehead. Slowly with the eye rays getting loosened and smelly, it****** Yeri lips.

Yeri did not want to lose, both of them were carried away. The two of them taste each other and exchange saliva. Yeri's heart beat faster when the husband began to play his hand venturing in any direction.

Geck!

Geck!

"Excuse me, please open the glass for a moment" said a person in police uniform who stood knocking on the window of Altez's car.

Altez was shocked to see the police standing up and looking ready to interrogate. "Good afternoon, father, mother, can open the car glass for a moment" he said.

Yeri looks nervous as well as panicked she knows that her mistake is to stop for too long on the shoulder of the road.

"Za, how's this?"

"What's? just relax, baby. We are legitimate, do not be afraid" said Altez.

Altez opened the windshield. He went down and told me why he stopped by the road. Not long after just a few minutes and after that he came back in while smiling to himself.

"You why Za, why even smile for yourself?" todong Yeri's.

"I? it's okay."

"What did the police ask?"

"Em, he just asked, the vehicle letters are the same proof of our marriage," replied Altez who then returned to drive his car.

"Proof marriage?" Yeri was astonished she asked with a beautiful wrinkled forehead.

Altez chuckled and rubbed his wife's snag cheek and pinched her with anxiety. "Dear, he asked for proof of our marriage. Maybe I think I'm a handsome om who likes to snack chili-cabean times," he continued.

"But! amit-amit Za's. That's the mouth if you say yes, it's a sign that Za your playboy aura has not completely worn off," Yeri sibir was upset.

"Ehem! Jealousy" said Altez. "You're not wondering what kind of evidence I gave the cops about our marriage?"

Altez's question immediately caught Yeri's attention. That's right, what evidence is so strong that the police just left? Yeri looked at Altez questioningly.

"You give me proof of what Za is?" ask Yeri.

"Nih, just open my photo gallery," he said while giving his phone.

Yeri's nimble hand opened the gallery, not long after just a few minutes her eyes began to glaze over and seep. Her pelvis filled with tears. She looked at her husband and then looked back at the screen. Slowly, one by one.

"You saved everything?" tanyakanya.

"Yes, I kept everything dear. Ever since I realized you're the best woman God has given me. I enshrined every single one of our togetherness that I thought was important."

"Za" said Yeri, with her busy hand against her tears of joy.

"Yes?" Altez turned to see how his wife had melted to him. "Hey, don't cry baby, I promised myself I wouldn't make you cry" said Altez, whose hand wiped his mane.

"Let Za, these are happy tears."

Altez felt a tremor in his chest. He felt the warmth he had never gotten from the many women he had ever pursued. Slowly her eyes opened and accepted everything God had given her. Turn evil into good.