PRISON LOVE For STELLA
Unexpected Consequences

Impatiently waiting for the morning, the couple finally decided to leave the room. Enjoy a glass of warm milk to relieve the anxiety that now plagues their hearts.

"Sit, Pa! It's drinking milk first" Laila said, handing over a glass of warm milk to her husband.

"Thank you, Ma," replied the Warrior, offering a sincere smile to his wife. Not to forget he gave a kiss of affection for the wife.

Brightly enough, Laskar who almost never act romantic to him, making Laila gawk, surprised.

"Loh, kissed husband cook gawking. Wrong yes, if Papa kisses Mama," said Laskar while glancing and stroking the smooth cheeks of the wife.

"Ah, no. Mama was surprised, "laila answered honestly. Because, as long as they had their first marriage, Laskar had always behaved normally and flatly to her. They even tend to be cold.

That's why Laila spent more time with Safira, her daughter. Laskar is always angry if Laila invites him to chat. So Laila prefers to be quiet and keep her own problems.

"I'm sorry, Dad! As long as we were married, Papa rarely wanted to talk. Papa gets angry a lot, Mama. Always be cold and sometimes careless with Mama. Sorry, Ma!" said Laskar while hugging his wife from behind. Not to forget he also returned to give a kiss on the shoulders of women who had always been patient to deal with it.

"Already, Pa. Don't remember it again! Mama is sincere. What else Mama can not love Papa descent. Mama knows herself again, Pa!" laila answered honestly. Yes, the reason Laila defended accompanying Laskar, one of which was that. She's barren. Can't give Laskar a descent. And also, Laskar himself never brought up the shortcomings.

"That's not really Papa's problem, Ma. I don't know, at that time Papa did not understand the meaning of sincerity. Meaning of love. It turns out loved by women as sincere as Mama was beautiful Ma, Sorry if Papa was late to realize it. Again forgive Papa yes, Ma!" Laskar again tightened his embrace. Then with his mischievous, this beaked man slightly fucked the wife. Of course, Laila had goosebumps made.

"Why what do you want?" laila asked while holding the husband's naughty hand.

Laskar did not answer. He immediately kissed the lips of the woman who was still beautiful at his age. Yes, the calm appearance of Laila does provide a plus for this woman. Laila who was treated unusually was of course trembling. Because honestly, Laskar is not a man can behave this sweet. What's this romantic.

Warriors know if the current body of the wife is hot cold. Shaking, like fear. Understanding the nervousness of the wife, Laskar also stopped his mischief. Then, he invited his wife back to sit at the dinner table and invited her to chat.

"Pengen deh Ma woke up, Zein. He's angry if we wake up?" ask Laskar to his wife.

"Isshhh, don't be Pa! Poor thing, he's been on a long trip. It was Papa love his work is not giggling. Must have been overtime last night! Poor ah, Pa. Nay! Let's wait for him to wake up" replied Laila.

"Alright, Honey. Papa is with Mama. Thanks, Ma. So far, Mama has loved Papa, Fira, Zein, and now, Mama is also enthusiastic about Papa's grandchildren. Papa's happy, Ma. If Papa wasn't stupid and immediately realized Mama's sincerity. Surely farewell will never happen between us, Ma. Sorry yes!" said Laskar seriously.

"Already, Pa. Don't remember it again! What matters now. May our marriage this time, make us mature as a couple. Can complement each other. Can support each other. Appreciate each other. Until death do us part" said Laila. Laila didn't dare say 'could love each other' because she was hesitant. Laila wasn't as confident as that to say that. Laila was afraid, there was no self in the man's heart. Because Laskar had never expressed love to her all this time.

The man just said, will you complete my life. Or let's get married. That'sallthatis. For love, Laila never heard of it. That's why he hesitated to say that.

Laila moved from her seat. Meant to bring the husband the bread he bought last afternoon on the way to this house. Laila thought, surely Laskar likes it. This is the husband's favorite bread.

"What is this, Ma?" ask Laskar.

"Papa's favorite bread. Right at the airport Mama saw this. My mom bought it!" laila replied while thrusting the plate containing the bread.

"When did you buy it, didn't you know?" ask Laskar.

"Pas Papa chatted with Papa's friend who the pilot was, was Mama dicuekin with Papa," replied Laila a little frown.

Laila frowned, astonished. "Why, Pa?" ask Laila.

"He said Mama was beautiful. I want Papa Culek to have eyes. I want Papa to feel. The insolent. The first time I met you had dared to praise Papa's wife. Is the profession he is the coolest can praise the wife of people carelessly. Papa, let's just a bag dealer, Papa is also no less cool than a man in uniform like him. Good for her, bold Papa's wife's lyrics!" replied Laskar, passionate, full of emotion. Making Laila smile held back a laugh.

"Tomorrow he'll come here, Ma. Papa is not loving. If you want to meet, Papa take me to which restaurant. It's good to go home. Papa won't let him play here" he added. Still as hot as when he recounted the first impression of meeting the man.

"What's wrong, Pa?" laila's fishing rod, on purpose.

"Later he saw Mama, asked about Mama. Really males!" reply Laskar. Sounds getting louder.

"It's not pa-pa, Pa. It's just nanya! Answer as Papa knows. What hard!" laila replied, pretending not to understand the mood of the husband.

"Not so good. All I can see is Dad. Papa won't let anyone look at you. Until anytime. Mama belongs to Papa. Only Papa has any right to Mama. Mama don't fuck around either. Understand!" answer again. An answer that sounds selfish, rigid and certainly at will.

"What then? Doesn't Papa not matter if anyone likes Mama?" lure Laila again.

Heard a strange question from his wife. Spontaneous, Warriors also ride apitam. He violently turned his wife's body around and said, "How can you have such thoughts? Papa is human, Ma. Papa has a taste too!" Laskar stared intently at Laila.

Laila smiled. Then she grabbed both hands of her husband and said, "I am your wife Laskar. I can't betray you. Whatever happens. So you don't have to be afraid. I must have kept my limits. Let alone for other men, not to you only I also keep limits. I know where to get into your realm. Because once again I know myself, Laskar. I am only entitled to your body. But not with your heart. I realize I'm not the owner of your heart." Laila released Laskar's hand and smiled sincerely.

Not wanting to debate matters of the heart, Laila finally decided to leave the man she respected as husband. Because anyway, Laskarlah a man who would accept her as a wife. The barren woman seemed to be who would accept. Not only that, Laskar also gave her a chance to become a mother, trusting her to take care of her daughter's son, until now.

Warriors silently stared, confused what to say. Because what Laila said was a reality that had happened in their first marriage.

However, in this second marriage, the taste is not like that. Lascars really love that woman. It's just that he doesn't know how to convey it. Express way.

It's just that, Laskar did not expect, if his inability to express love, made the wife have such depressing thoughts.

***

On the other hand, Lutfi was agitated because Sapphira and Naya did not come out of the room.

He wanted her to go into that room. Make sure Sapphira doesn't run away the princess.

But he doubted. Finally, he tried to stir up positive thoughts in his own mind. "Ah, that's impossible! There's no way he could escape. In the room the windows are high. There's no way he can climb!" muttered Lutfi fretting.

Thanks to his doubts, Lutfi also forced his brain to believe in the woman who is now in his room.

Don't wanna get dizzy. Lutfi also chose to rest his soul and body. Because the room was rented only one, Lutfi had to sleep on the sofa. Release the fatigue there. While waiting for two women who may have now slept in his room.

Seriate.....