
Lascars are unable to speak anymore. Enough for him, knowing that it turns out that his wife had suffered so much because of his cold and haughty war against the wife. So that his wife had to build a wall to express the taste she had.
Now, Laskar understands, why during her marriage, Laila was more silent and preferred to spend her time playing with Safira. Or designing bags. If not, it will sit while daydreaming at the edge of the pool.
Sometimes, not infrequently, he saw his wife crying in her prostration. Cry when he is done serving his lust. This was the answer to all the strange events he had seen.
Laskar thought, maybe Laila has a problem in the office, or her job. Because, Laskar felt he did nothing wrong.
Actually wrong. In fact, what made his wife cry all this time was him. His cold attitude. His haughty attitude. His attitude that likes to be angry if invited to chat. His attitude is indifferent and does not care what happens with his wife.
The soldiers sat down languidly while staring at the empty milk class.
He recalled the struggle of the wife, had been so loyal and sincerely accompany him all this time.
Honestly, Laskar was suspicious of Laila's reasons why she wanted to stay with him. Laskar sure, the reason Laila survived to accompany him was not because he was barren. What else about Safira. Laskar believes, if the reason Laila still want to accompany him because the woman does love him. Nothing else. Laskar is sure of that.
Knowing this fact, makes Laskar want to be honest with the woman. That he actually loved her too. Laskar's been without Laila. He actually has trouble sleeping. Difficult eating. Urinary. Not quiet. Sometimes anger is unclear.
"I love you too, La. You don't know that!" muttered Laskar a little annoyed.
Condemn the stupidity of Laila who is insensitive to the taste he has. Eventually, this man decided to go into the room. To teach the woman he judged a fool. In order to understand, that he actually loves the woman who spoke was not clear.
Without saying much, the Warriors immediately turned off the main light. Take off all his clothes and just leave them inside. Then he immediately went into the wife's blanket and began to launch the action.
"Soldiers, what do you want?" ask Laila. His voice sounded trembling. Maybe he's nervous.
"I want to teach a lesson to a foolish woman like you," replied the Warrior, as ketus as usual.
Hearing that frightening answer, it certainly made Laila a little rebellious. Trying to fight this bad guy.
"Soldiers! Please, don't be like this. If you want, I will give it to God. Don't be like this Warrior!" laila tried to resuscitate the husband who kept kissing her nonstop.
"I don't want to, I want to be like this" he replied without feeling sinful.
"OK, okay, wait, wait!" pinta Laila was a little screaming.
"What a ha? Wait what?" asked Laskar while raising his face annoyed.
"Yes wait, I'm ready. Don't play this attack. Like a young man you!" chirp Laila is upset.
Instantly Laskar was smiling, the mood to teach the wife a lesson of course immediately disappeared. Laskar even laughed while tickling spoiled his wife.
"So, that was lust. Want to make everything. Now it's your turn to laugh, weird!" laila replied as she pulled the blanket back.
"Why are you so adorable, Ma? But unfortunately stupid!" Laskar lowered his body from above the wife's body. Not wanting the wife to run away again, Laskar then hugged the woman he loved tightly.
"Stupid? Mama's not stupid!" laila replied annoyed.
"Mama is stupid. Insensitive. If Papa is not in love with Mama, where maybe Papa whines, persuades mama to return. Until a lot of expensive father Lutfi to cheer Mama," said Laskar honestly. Sangking was too honest, until he did not realize that at the end of the sentence Laskar keceplosan.
"Yes, Ma. Sorry, but darling. It's for our love. For the sake of our household. Dad can't live without my mom. Don't tell Papa to go again, Ma!" pinta Laskar's serious.
Sounds soft in the ears. This was the first time Laila had heard the words love from her husband. After nearly thirty years they were married.
"I've forgiven you, Warrior," replied Laila no less gently.
"Thank you, My wife. I love you," whispered Laskar.
Of course, the whisper succeeded in making Laila goosebumps. Then, he no longer rejected the mischief of Laskar. Because this is the form of love that they want now. No more waiting, they finally did. Creating the love that is now beating their hearts.
***
What happened to Laskar and Laila was inversely proportional to what Safira and Lutfi experienced.
Two human children who did nothing wrong are now facing trial at the local RT home. Because Lutfi and Safira are considered a perverted couple by local residents.
Can't not explain. But they were cornered by the statements of the citizens. The evidence presented by the citizens. They also did not dwell when one of the residents handed over evidence of CCTV footage on one of the terrace of the residents' house.
There, there is a scene where Lutfi hugs Safira on his bike. At that time, Safira was wearing Lutfi's help and jacket.
"Look at their rottenness Mr. RT, to cover their adultery, this girl is wearing a jacket and helmet belonging to the man," said one of the men while showing evidence of the recording from his laptop.
"The chronology is not like that Mr. RT, this mother is my employer's daughter. How could I dare to act less on him," replied Lutfi evasive.
"Dare not act insolent how? They lied Mr. RT. We all see, if this woman puts her dress on the side of the bed. Then, if there are clothes on the side of the bed, they are about to finish doing Mr. RT. Which is logical, they must have played, "attack the man again.
"Astaghfirullah hal azim. We are not such a couple," Safira replied trembling. Of course he was afraid. Fear and shame, because so many people are watching.
"Really, Mr. RT. For God's sake, we're not that kind of couple. My lady is coming home from the party. Then, Bude who was babysitting my daughter suddenly called. Tell me my daughter is sick. At that time I was with him. For fear of my daughter why-napa, finally he came to me to return Mr. RT," replied Lutfi still trying to defend himself.
"Where there is so. If she's your master's daughter, she might want to wear yours. Who are you lying to?" talk about one of them.
"That's Mr RT!" say the citizens in unison.
"Look at it, Mr. RT. If they don't want to, just call her family. Tell them to marry. Rather than this Zina, it is the sin of Mr. RT. We will also suffer the punishment, if we reach our neighborhood there are adulterers," added one of the residents who had been furious with the behavior of Safira and Lutfi according to their views.
Simultaneously, the residents also agreed to the proposal of the father in boxes. They also agreed to call the families of both sides. Families from Sapphira, as well as from the Lutfi side.
There was no other choice, Lutfi and Safira just resignedly waiting for the presence of their families. And hope, parents believe in them. And could save them from this forced marriage.
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