PRISON LOVE For STELLA
Juan's Dream
Juan let his wife cry. Spilling all the turmoil that hit his heart. But this man does not want to go. Although several times snag wife asked him to leave. He still intends to accompany his wife through this phase. The phase where Stella wants to let out what she feels. This is a rare time. Usually, if you have a shock, Stella will choose silence. Daydreamed. Holding his own problem.
However, when with Juan, Stella was easily able to evaporate everything. I don't know why it could be. Maybe he believed Juan could calm him down. He believed Juan would not let him be sad. What else is drowning in a situation like this.
As of this moment, Juan was so patiently wiping away his tears. Several times the man kissed her cheek.
"You're bad, Juan!" stella.
"Sorry!" saut Juan again tightened his arms.
"I hate you!" Stella returned to her frustration.
"Yes, I know. But I love you my wife, very much. Please forgive me. I'm sorry, honey!" Juan kissed his wife's cheek again. Treating the wife very carefully.
Not only that, this handsome man also tightly hugged the woman who was sulking angrily at him. I wish this woman was calmer.
"I'm having trouble conceiving your baby, and you're not coming. I'm having trouble keeping your lover, you're not coming either! You're annoying Juan. Why are you really? Why not look for me? Am I worth nothing to you anymore?" stella asked annoyedly. While Juan could only shut up and listen to the overflow of emotions of this beautiful woman.
This time, Juan smiled. He thinks Stella the spoiled woman is back. A sign that their relationship can be repaired.
"Just from now on, Mami won't bother anymore. Papi won't let Mami fuss anymore. Mami can ask Papi for help. Whatever it is" Juan said reassuringly.
"really?" ask Stella lugu.
"Heemm, of course," replied Juan.
Stella fell silent from her weeping of annoyance. Attitude and softness dang husband, in fact is a very effective sedative. In fact, if to be honest, Stella still wants to be angry. But looking at the man's face, it couldn't be.
"But it's wrong, Mama. Mommy has the right to be angry. Mami has the right to curse. But Mami must also remember, that sometimes trials do come to our lives. They touch our household. So we what? So that we can be patient people. So a better person. Do you mean Papi?" juan asked as he played the children's hair.
"But Papi is outrageous, Mami can't be yelled at, Pi. Mommy doesn't want to be kicked out." Stella glanced in annoyance at the husband.
"Yes, Papi realized that. Papi realizes that Papi is outrageous. Papi apologise, Mom. From now on, Papi promises to be a good husband and father to you. For you my wife, for our children. And for our love. I love you Stella, very. Don't go again, I beg you!" juan pleaded.
This time Juan won't play games anymore. To him, what he felt, Stella should know. What he wants, Stella needs to understand. This time Juan was really pushy. He doesn't care. All she wants is Stella and only Stella.
Juan took Stella's hand and clasped the palm of it right on her left chest. Then the man said, "Since I have pledged our qobul Ijab, that is when I promised to make you my queen. The angel of my afterlife, Stella. I was hurt once. I've lost. So's yours. I know I'm not perfect, but I'll try to be the best for you. I promise," said Juan, sounding soft at the end.
However, Stella was able to capture the earnestness of the remark. Honestly Stella is proud, although she is not the first love of a Juan Rhicard, but to be his last love is not that much more perfect. Stella smiled shyly. Because this is his dream. Can accompany this handsome man until death separates. If it may come to His Jannah God.
"Do you want to know something about my mother's children?" asked Juan gently.
"What's that?" reply Stella.
"About, My dream!" replied Juan.
"What's your dream?" stella asked curiously.
"I don't want to be involved with a lot of women. But I want to get involved with you. I want to be tied to you. I want to walk with you. I want to spend the rest of my life with you. Just with you, Ste. Can I?" this time, Juan was serious. He doesn't want to back off anymore. He wanted to hear the answer to that question right now. Not tomorrow, what else.
"I'm your wife, Juan. I can't possibly refuse you" Stella lightly replied.
"That's not the answer I want, Ste. I want you to answer it with your heart. With love. With the heart you have. Sincere!" answer me with a worried expression. Of course the expression was successful in making Stella laugh. And the romantic atmosphere created was dissolved by itself.
"Seriously, why laugh?" juan asked strangely.
"Also you're funny Liana's papa. We already want two years you are married, cook still discuss this. It's strange horror," replied Stella amused.
"Any huh? Where's the weirdness?" Juan looked a little offended.
Stella glanced at this sensitive husband of hers.
"That's not what I mean, Juan. Is not love a taste. I'm sure, without you asking. Without you saying all that. You must know the answer from my heart, Juan. I chose you because I love you. Really!" stella replied while looking into those handsome eyes.
Juan smiled, the romantic atmosphere re-established. Now, it wasn't just Juan smiling. Stella is the same. This beautiful woman was smiling with a flowery heart. Because in reality, the problem that happened between them was just a misunderstanding. And now, it's all clear, in fact they love each other and need each other.
Seriate....