REPLYING TO MY HUSBAND'S MISTRESS
Chapters 129.

Chequek.

 Alam had just come out of the bathroom, had changed clothes using clothes and sarongs belonging to Rahman who had been loaned.

 His head seemed to wander in search of the whereabouts of the owner of the room and the clothes he wore, but never seen. When Nature was about to go forward and open the door of the room arrived the door was even pushed quite strongly towards him.

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 The head of Nature successfully formed a door until a strong enough sound was heard.

"Hadohhhh!" he shouted, while holding his eel that felt pained.

"Well, there was someone behind the door. I guess it's still in the bathroom, Mas." Rahman opened the entrance with a cry, even he did not help Nature to get up and instead sat down near Nature who fell on the floor.

"You open the door look dong, because you are jidat I ampe benjol like this. Basic ustadz begajulan," muttered Nature while wiping the swab of his eel that did look flushed it.

Rahman closed his mouth withholding laughter. "Yes, I'm sorry then. Anyway how can I look behind the door before opening the door, I'm not tuyul, Mas."

 Nature seemed to grumble, but in her heart she confirmed what Rahman had just said. How to look behind the door while the room alone there is no window, yes Rahman must be a tuyul first is funny, eh.

"Yes, I'm sorry. Just watch until it happens again." Nature grunting.

 Rahman responded with a laugh.

"So*********** in use right, Mom? Watch out for running if not in use," kekeh Rahman remembered the silly question of Nature earlier, about wearing the interior before wearing a glove.

 Nature clucked. "Yes yes, I wear it, but I have to. After I try not to wear but fear of falling, can lose my future later."

 Rahman this time could no longer hold back his laughter, he was frowning until tears came out of the corner of his eyes. Nature is getting more upset.

"Have you satisfied with his laughter?" nature's snort as soon as Rahman's laughter began to die down.

 Rahman held up one hand and stood up to fetch some water from the dispenser in his room. Do not ask why the young ustadz room can complete its facilities, yes from the honor lecture.

 After downing one glass of water, and do not forget to make warm tea for Nature. Rahman sat back in his place and served the tea in front of Nature.

"What'sthis? Want to strike?" ketus Alam when looking at green tea in a ceramic glass in front of him that -- it's the only ceramic glass that Rahman had --

 "Ah, no. Please have a drink, Mas. Mumpung is still hot," Rahman muttered with a familiar smile.

 But Nature looked at him in wonder, then raised the tea glass and sniffed the smell.

"You didn't plan to poison me to take my wife, did you?" ketus Nature.

 Rahman looked stunned, the corner of his heart was struggling but he was not offended. Even with his leisure Rahman showed off a sweet smile accompanied by his deep dimples.

"Where is it possible, Mas. Mas Al there is only one," kekeh Rahman.

 But not the name Nature if not ngeyel and make people's hearts upset.

"That's it, you told me to drink the tea still hot, '" he said.

"You are ustadz but no pinter, yes blister my mouth if you drink tea is still hot!" gertak Alam was upset.

 And again Rahman just laughed to respond.

 After that they were silent, Nature shifted the tea glass to the door so that it was exposed to the wind so that it could be immediately warm and drinkable. To be honest, if I can be honest, he was also thirsty because he had run away in pursuit of a sissy, where to use the event smash and wet wet again, want to ask for food with Rahman but just looks unconvincing. Be Alam can only be dumbfounded while waiting for the tea is warm first after that the plan he will go to buy good food and buy new clothes to change Rahman clothes that feel itchy on the skin of his ndeso these.

"Mas, I'd like to ask. Married to Asy, is it because of love?" rahman asked after a while they just kept quiet while watching the children who were teaching at the mosque in the dormitory.

 Nature looks sighing, but her eyes are still straight looking at what object there.

"Do you .. really want to know?".

 Rahman gasps. "Yes .. if Mas Alam doesn't mind just telling it."

 Nature lowered her head, took her tea glass and drank it a little bit just soaking her dry throat. After that he turned around and stared fixedly at Rahman's eyes.

"Actually, I .. don't love her. More precisely maybe not yet," said Alam, making Rahman was surprised at him.

"But why? If not love why did you marry her?"

 Nature sighed again, this time sounding heavier.

"The story is long, but .. essentially I just want to descend, from the womb of a good woman so that my parents will not be lonely."

 Rahman frowned not understanding.

"But ... that, what does that mean?" rahman asked confused.

"Please promise not to reveal this to my wife" concluded Alam.

 Rahman nodded in understanding. "All right."

"I know, you love my wife. And when we arrived at this cabin yesterday, it made things clearer. But ... I beg you, let her be my full wife for a moment."

 The words of Nature successfully made Rahman stunned, even though he thought that Nature did not know his feelings for Asiyah, but apparently the eyes of the annoying creature were sensitive as well.

"My life won't be long, maybe it'll be just a year. No one knows this, maybe .. you're the first lucky person to know this," chuckles Nature with wet eyes, she cries but Rahman hasn't even noticed it since.

 "But ... but , Mas looks ...."

 Nature threw away face, tears seemed to drip out of her eyes. But his bitter smile could not cover his grieving heart.

"Yes, I look healthy. But no one knows that I have a deadly disease that I did not tell anyone. As an only child, I just didn't want to make my parents anxious. Therefore I want a child from my wife, as a substitute if later I should be called the almighty," explain Alam while removing the incessant tears coming out of the nest.

 Rahman was stunned, his heart breaking because he did not know how to deal with all this reality. Even unconsciously, his tears also flowed as if he also felt the sadness in the pendam Alam all this time alone.

"Mas Al, then ...."