Regrets of Husband and In-Law
Men of the Past

"Arciliar. Where the hell are you going! I'm at your house said sir you don't exist, it turns out here? What else?" Ask at that time.

"You're looking for me. Don't I not matter, do I?" My lips without seeing his face.

"You're like a prankkung come not invited home nor do you know!" I shifted my sitting position as he sat down and threw small rocks at the bottom of the river. I just heard the rarity.

"Baperan is a girl. Don't sulk ah, ugly," he poked my nose with a sweet smile. "I'm telling you because I want to say goodbye" he made me wonder where he was going? Want to ask him but this heart prestige dong, right, I was angry first.

"It must be yes" I sneered.

"Yes, yes you have to, right, you're in love... uh, that means my best friend" she said, making my heart feel pinched. Though I expect more than friends it turns out honesty is more painful let me not have the right to be angry with him.

This heart was disappointed with his words did not feel the corner of my eyes seeped me with my index finger lest he see me as sad.

"Arsila Darwati? You heard I didn't." Turning my body to face her, our two faces almost collided with my lips precisely with her lips quickly I dodged but fatefully to avoid her lips instead I kissed her cheeks.

Damnit. Maluku is half dead.

"Sugary."

One word came out of his mouth with a smile.

"What the hell. Don't geer! It was an accident," I murmured.

Should I be happy? Or angry, when these lips touch his cheeks. Yep. Obviously I'm happy because I like him but not with him. It could be said that my love clapped one hand. Sad that she was going to leave me for how long and she was going to marry someone else.

"Look, your face is red like a rotten tomato." He played both his eyebrows raised upwards.

"Bullying! As you like."

I left him regardless of his call.

''I have no meaning in your heart you have never loved me. Even you liken my face to a rotten tomato, where you're feeling," I said with a run.

"Army! I promise! If I succeed, I will come to pick you up and I will make you the wife and mother of my children" he said. At that time my heart was already disappointed not to believe him with all his words.

That was his promise to me, whether true what he said from the deepest heart or just a joke.

The man I once admired was now in front of me, there was a subtle sense of urgency coming back but, ah, I was married. Yes, the husband is only a hundred wives who have never touched the husband whether the marriage I live in today.

"Archila?" Nervous speech.

I just smiled, that's all I can do right now. Don't ask me how my heartbeat beats so many times it feels like I want to hide behind a wall or disappear like a genie Aladdin.

""Archila?" The man snapped his finger in front of my face.

"Em, uh, anu," I said with a grin.

"Absmacked by my good looks?" He linked his eyebrows raised upwards indeed this man likes to tease me constantly, what the hell. Want it.

"No, no."

"Mass."

The swipe by the swab that came out of his lemes mouth made him careless to hear it. But it was just a memory I had to forget, because you were married.

"M-mas Arifin?"

"Yes, it's me your Mas," he threw a sweet smile ah, making my heartbeat jump.

Did he say your Mas? Suppose I was still alone maybe I'd squander into his arms.

"How are you, so my boss is you?" I'm nervous.

Only a nod of the head from him showed his dimples. After chatting ngidul ngalor I understand but already want how else if he was honest since the first time possible until now I will wait for him to propose to me.