
Today I decided to reconcile with Rey after many conversations with her. There are many things I don't know about this man. Every behavior he does seems to have to make me patient and not quickly conclude something. Men are sometimes less sensitive . He said he already knew all the activities I was doing at home through CCTV, but what about me? I was blind to him. I don't know what the guy's doing as long as he's not with me.
"If you care and want to know, why not ask? Holding back that feeling is tired, loh!"
His words were always relaxed, but instantly pierced right on target. He seemed to understand what I was thinking, even related to other trivial things.
"Who's husband, anyway?" I frowned. "Malgoshen!"
He laughed, but then grimaced by touching his cheek. May withstand pain on bruises that appear bluish on the face. I don't know who did that, it seems the wound looks new.
"Sick, huh? Who's been beaten?" I asked after observing the scar on Rey's face. Though in terms of martial arts, the man was his champion. I witnessed how he could fight some people who had large postures and looked strong creepy just by using his bare hands. If you look at the bruise on his face right now, I'm sure the person who beat Kak Rey is not an arbitrary person. Of course, he has martial skills that are not playful.
"Fall in front."
"Heem, it's impossible. I'm not that stupid, Rey!"
"Then, how stupid?"
"Hey!" I glared at him. Even though he's my husband, I don't like him insulting me.
"If none of your men find you on the street, I don't know what to do. Let's just say God still loves you. You always act without thinking long first."
Oh, so what helped me was one of Uncle Sean's men. It is only fitting when it first dawned on Aunty Salwa here. Maybe true, God still loves me so always met with good people when I was in trouble.
What the hell did I get? I shook my head in response to Rey's question. You could say I got nothing. I didn't bring my mother home. In fact, I lost my bag and clothes that I had to leave there. My body suddenly goosebumps, feeling the horror of the incident back then. How my efforts to escape from the pursuit of Mr. Raka who I previously thought was good, turned out to have a psychopathic soul.
"Sir Rey, is my mother still alive?" I turned my gaze towards him. Even though I knew Rey couldn't answer my question, but I wanted to know her opinion. "I'd love to meet him. If what Mom said my mom was crazy, I would still accept it. At least I'm sure he loves me."
The hand that had been beside me was stretched out, then rubbed my head several times.
"You'll meet him someday. I'll help you find him, as long as you keep your word."
I looked at him with a serious face, seeing the sincerity from the look in his eyes. However, I was confused as to what promise he meant. "Promise? What promise?"
"Don't run away again no matter what." The hand was down, rubbing the cheek of Kak Rena's former slap. I tiptoed when I felt the swipe of his fingers. "Because I'll look for you wherever you hide."
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Sorry, yes!
Yesterday up was just one. Because the head suddenly hurts, jd gk can be forced nulis. Especially after looking at the comments of readers who just entered, the auto is getting dizzy. 😂😂
But, no problem. It's as usual as that. As long as someone waits and believes in the plot I made, I will still end here as planned.
Today it will be up a few chapters, gk only one or two. So, just wait, yes ☺