
"You're upset with me?" he shouted hysterically.
Azlan smiled cynically. "Why? who are you? So I can't kick you out of here!"
Ayesha was stunned, unexpectedly the man in front of her this time was so eager to throw her away. Then Ayesha's gaze was directed at a man who forcibly pulled her out of the house as well as her sister.
"Deliver! Release my hand!"
"Azlan, you can't just throw me out. Remember, before you asked me and begged me to marry you. Now, you can't just play with our marriage!"
Azlan moved his legs towards Ayesha. "Kidding me you say? I have never played a part in our marriage. I even intend to formalize it and introduce you to my family. But what you've done to me I really can't tolerate Ayesha. I need you, but where are you? answer me Ayesha, where are you when I need my own wife's attention!"
"I was like a stupid man back then. I was already grieving the loss of my Papa, but when I was down, my wife didn't see me at all. Let alone to give news. When you met me, you asked me for money. Is that your pride in front of me? just because of the money, you wanted me and now you just want to come to my house without my permission!"
"That's not all my fault either, Azlan. You're the one who asked me to marry even I've rejected you several times. So don't blame me if I don't have time for you. But. You take it easy, I've changed my mind. I'll be right here, next to you Azlan. We'll start all over again, don't you still love me?" Ayesha looked so selfish, she did not want to be blamed at all because to her, she was completely innocent.
"Yes, you're right. But unfortunately, I'm not going to accept you anymore. Let's split up and assume that everything that happens between us is nothing,"
Ayesha tried to let go of her clenched hand, then pushed the old man's body firmly. He could not accept Azlan divorcing him.
Ayesha walked up to Azlan and kowtowed at her husband's feet. "Please don't behave like that. I still want to defend our household. I still want to be your wife. Isn't that what you wanted all along?"
Ayesha stood up again, and brought her body closer to her husband.
Cup
"Yes, I know you still love me, Azlan." Ayesha smiled happily, as Azlan did not refuse the kiss she gave. Even worse, Ayesha gives a soft touch on the body of the man who is still her husband status.
Azlan's body froze. He did not refuse his wife's touch, even as if he had forgotten his anger earlier.
Triumphant Ayesha led her husband, carrying his tall body towards the stairs. Ayesha did not care about her pride falling in front of her sister and also the old man she had been encouraging, which obviously she was the legal wife of her husband even though only limited to married siri. But one that Ayesha believes, if Azlan still loves her even loves her very much. He can prove that at this time.
Ayesha slowly opened the door of Azlan's room and slowly pushed it away. "I love you, my husband." Ayesha spoke sensually right in her husband's ear. Although Ayesha was slightly forced to do so, there was a bit of a strange rush in her heart. He was hypnotized by the handsome face of the husband who was so close to him.
Brakes
Ayesha closed the door and locked it. But immediately Azlan realized and pushed Ayesha's body that was already on the bed. "You? what are you doing in my room?"
"Didn't you want me too? but...why are you pushing me?" Ayesha looked at Azlan with annoyance, her butt was so sore from Azlan's impulse.
"You, why are you here? didn't I throw you out?"
Azlan walked towards the door that was closed. "out! get out of my room right now!" he screamed with emotion.
Ayesha tried to stand up even though her body was still a little sore. "Didn't you want me too? but why are you throwing me out now, Azlan?"
"You don't go crazy, I don't want to keep a selfish woman like you. Now, let's get divorced and in the future you're not who I am anymore!"