PRISON LOVE For STELLA
Heart Request
Zein's words made Vita unable to speak. This girl chose silence a thousand languages. Sometimes he also glances, stealing glances. In fact, the man's smile presented a calmness in his soul.
Not only calm, Vita also does not want to be hypocritical. He also wanted to kiss the man's lips. For some reason, twice their lips met, twice also Vita was restless because of it. Anyway, the impression about those lips was very different from that of the man who had a real relationship with her. I don't know, why even the pseudo ones are effective. Vita can only hold that. Yeah, that's all he can do.
They have been sitting side by side since the ijab qobul between Safira and Lutfi was proclaimed. However, there was no important conversation between them. They choose silence and sometimes also lyrics to each other.
Unfortunately, their glances are not as frequent as usual. It might have been the previous conversation that affected their current relationship. That vague expression turned out to be able to make their relationship awkward.
"You were driving yourself?" zein asked as all the invited guests enjoyed their dishes. So that not a single pair of eyes were interested in seeing them.
"Yes" replied Vita slowly.
"So Fira called you to go there, what about?" ask Zein again.
"Yes, Fira asked Vita to find a lawyer. Uh, not the right time until there even om same aunt already give the decision. It's a spectator, they're both fighting arguments!" answer Vita honestly.
"Smitch, who knows!" answer Zein briefly.
"Abang's right! No matter how hard we try. No matter how hard we fight. As much as we love, if not a soul mate also will not be together. Vita believes that!" reply Vita with a genuine smile.
"That's pinter, why wasn't that obvious." Zein glanced at Vita. Same with the girl.
"Come, Bang!" Vita squeezed both her hands. Like he was nervous right now.
"Don't get yourself too into the worry. Didn't you choose." Zein lowered her head, trying to hide what she was feeling at the moment.
"What about you, Bang? How long will you hurt yourself?" ask Vita sadly.
"Abang doesn't hurt yourself, Dek! Who says you're afraid!" zein replied, this time he dared to raise his face and present the sincere smile he had.
"Vita knows why you didn't come to Vita and Luis' engagement. Don't lie anymore!" urge Vita seriously.
Zein even smiled and ruffled the hair of this pretentious girl. Then he again chose to avoid. Zein did not want, after their conversation, Vita so shaky. The vita is labile and eventually what has become the family plan becomes messy and futile. At the end of the day, he will be blamed.
Zein doesn't want to be in that situation anymore. A situation where he is always in the role of an antagonist, which always presents hatred between the hearts of those around him.
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The night was getting late, the invited guests had already returned home to each other. Without exception, Vita. The girl had been saying goodbye since she finished eating the dish and also congratulated the friend.
Now there are Lutfi and also Sapphira who are silent to each other.
Safira cuek with her husband. While Lutfi just sat still, not knowing what to do. Because right now, he was inside the barbarian lady's room.
Lutfi looked at his wife. Wanna say something. But doubtfully, afraid that this barbarian woman would answer the request in a high voice. Lutfi was just afraid of causing things.
While Sapphira, still cool with her hair dryer and some skincare. Do a routine before going to bed. Without a care, that at this time there was a man who had legitimately become his priest.
Too long dicuekin, Lutfi also finally could not stand it. With great courage, Lutfi also expressed his desire to go home. To see Naya's situation. Because he knows, Naya's still not feeling well. Because of teething.
"Sorry, Ra! Can I go home?" ask Lutfi carefully. Fear of offending this woman's ego.
Safira remained silent. She looked at her husband from the mirror in front of her. Without answering a word.
"You know, if Naya doesn't feel well anymore. I can't leave him for long, Ra!" lutfi again.
Sapphira rose from where she was sitting at this time. Then he answered.
"You take a shower, change your clothes. Let Naya take care of me. You don't have to worry about it" Safira replied while wearing a jacket in bed. Then he picked up a jacket and a Lutfi change.
"Where are you going to these gini nights, Ra. That's for sure if you want to take Naya home. Same who?" cecar Lutfi is scared.
"It turns out you're a nag, too. Very good nagging," Safira replied as she walked away. However, Lutfi was not a man who liked to hang things up. He also gently pulled Safira's hand to stop the woman's steps.
"Don't habit of going out of trouble, Ra! Finish first. Answer the real question to your husband!" lutfi. Still with a soft voice. The goal remains the same, so that Sapphira does not raise her voice.
"You know I hate this situation so much. So don't force me to talk. Let me shut up. Let me win my heart. Please don't ask me. My head wants to explode thinking of this stupid wedding, Fi!" safira answered, his eyes glazed over. It was clear that the woman's heart was deeply wounded. Lutfi could feel that pain. Because he actually feels the same way.
"Don't you think I don't feel what you feel, Ra! I am the same. I also feel like this is a burden to me. Because I accidentally hurt you. I'm sorry!" reply Lutfi, trying to give in. So that the trouble between them does not hang anymore. If he could, he wanted this matter to be resolved tonight.
Safira took a deep breath. Then he again asked Lutfi to understand him a little.
"Fi, please let me go!" pinta Safira. Like the request was so sincere.
Lutfi also let go of her hand. Without saying anything. But the strangeness happens here. Lutfi had already let go of his hand. Sapphira did not leave.
"Don't let go of your hand, but.... " Safira stared fixedly at the husband
"But what, Ra?" ask Lutfi curiously.
"Please get me out of this marriage!" safira replied seriously.
Truly, Lutfi's heart seemed to be squeezed. How not? It was their bridal night, but with a sad look, the wife begged him. Ask her to untie this sacred bond of marriage. Of course Lutfi was confused, how to answer the wife's painful request.
Seriate....