Testamentary Wedding
Just Cousin??

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"You're sick, right?"

Anggi sat at the end of the bed. The girl could only bow while sipping the warm tea made by her own husband. Yes, even though the man returned to his cold attitude, but he still paid attention to his beloved wife.

"Yes, Mas" Anggi said after his last gulp and looked at Prana watching him from the doorway.

His gaze was still sharp, piercing all the way to Anggi's bones. The man slowly approached and took over the empty glass in Anggi's hand and placed it on the table. "Is it better?" the question was suddenly soft.

Anggi. Honestly, the girl was trying to hide her trembling. Given the incident earlier, Prana will definitely be angry after this. The girl did not even dare to look at her husband's eyes directly. He could only look at Prana's collar.

"Have you eaten?"

"Why did it come out?" prana asked back without commenting on the question posed by his wife.

Anggi suddenly clumsily on the spot. How should he answer? Does Prana's wife have to answer that she left because she took a job that was clearly prohibited by her husband? Not likely.

"Abis bought the medicine outside, Mas," he replied with a little stammering.

Prana probing the girl's eye bead in front of her now. "Why should it be with other guys? Why not call me? I'm your husband, Anggia." The man began to interrogate. This time it was still calm despite its cold tone.

Instantly Anggi choked. The cold heat immediately ambushed the tip of the foot to the tip of his head. Can her husband not interrogate her like that? But he was wrong and he admitted it. It's just Prana's cold attitude like this that she fears.

"I'm afraid of interrupting your work, Mom," he replied in the end.

"And finally you're taking the road with the other guys out there instead of me? Besides, there's Ma'am Ijah who can buy you medicine, right? I went back and forth to say, don't go out of the house with your condition like this." Prana started hunting. As much as possible, he should not be provoked by emotions. He did not want to hurt his wife again this time. It's been enough Anggi hurt all this time because of him.

Anggi shook weakly. Is her husband jealous?

"Jealous?" tanyanya spontaneous. Really, Anggi was completely unintentional when he asked that question.

"Yes. I'm jealous" answered Prana lightly.

For what? Can prana be jealous? A cute, cold guy, and as much as I can be jealous? What is Prana's heart actually made of?

"Did you know about the hug?" Honestly, although very afraid to ask her husband, but Anggi still ventured. Actually, he was sure that Prana had seen him hugging Deva.

"Yes. I know," answered Prana. Short, solid, clear, yet rigid.

Anggi is now trying to dare to look at her husband's eyes. "Aren't you angry?" tanyanya.

Prana steady shakes. "He missed his cousin who died, right? I can understand that," he said lightly. Not at all concerned with anything trivial. Anggi is not entirely guilty. Even with Deva who is missing a cousin figure.

"So, aren't you really angry?" ask again, make sure.

However, instead of answering, Prana turned around and walked to a small table next to the wardrobe. Get something off the table. Paper piece. Afterwards, he returned and stood before Anggi again.

"This what?" tanyanya while showing the object in her hand to Anggi.

"That-"

"What contract is this? You didn't tell me?" asked Prana in a sharp tone.

Instantly Anggi felt his heart rustle unpleasantly. His heart was beating at above average intervals. Both of his palms suddenly broke into sweat. Prana must have turned cold back because of that, Anggi sure one hundred percent.

"Mas, sorry. I don't intend to hide it from you. I'm just-"

"What's free?"

Anggi was immediately stunned. That sharp gaze increasingly made him fixated on the spot. He just wanted to disappear from the earth right now. He wanted to avoid all this. But, he certainly can't. Anggi was trapped inside.

"I've been barring you from coming along, right? But, you don't want to beat me up at all? Anggi, what is difficult, the hell you just sit at home and take care of your health. Yes, that's it. I ask nothing of you, my wife," said Prana with a sad look. He could not be angry this time. Remembering his wife is also not feeling well. He was also weak when he looked at his wife's two beads. Prana could no longer hurt his tender wife.

"I'm sorry, Mas. I'm just an instigator of my talent. After all, the job I took could be done at home. So, I don't think there's any harm in me taking that job. Sorry because as a wife, I can't obey you. I was too fed up with my own ego, Mas" he replied, pleading with Prana to forgive him. She could never do it when her husband was angry with her. Prana is his weakness and Anggi realizes it.

Prana ruffled her hair. Tears slowly came out from the end of his eyes. But he quickly removed it. Not if his wife sees those tears. However, it is too late because Anggi has seen it. The girl suddenly drowned. Her husband is crying for her. Why am I this stupid? grunt yourself in the heart.

The man could only feel a disappointment that he could not express directly to his wife. Prana only wants Anggi this once according to him. What his wife did hurt his heart. For the first time, Anggi disappointed him greatly.

"You rest. I'm ready to eat downstairs," said Prana.

It was just that cold-pitched sentence that Prana left behind before she completely disappeared from behind the door. For whatever reason, Anggi had no intention of hurting her husband. He just wants to do what he likes. However, the way it directly made her husband disappointed.

Perhaps, Prana did not get angry or yell at him. However, it can be ascertained one hundred percent if the guy is storing his disappointment alone. That's how Prana as a husband for Anggi. Although wounded, he will try not to hurt his fragile wife first.

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Anggi opened his eyes. The girl was immediately embarrassed looking for a figure who slept every day beside her. However, now the figure does not exist, not in bed with him. Maybe he's downstairs to grab some water, Inner Anggi.

After having dinner with her husband, she fell asleep. Prana did return cold and stiff, but the man still gave treatment that showed his concern for the wife. Even though their dinner was quiet and awkward.

Anggi got up from the bed, put on his fur slippers and walked out of the room. At least his body was not as fat as before. However, still, sometimes the nausea came back and disturbed him.

Slowly, ladder by ladder, he went down. The girl turned towards the kitchen to make sure her husband was there. However, the nose of the figure he was looking for was not there. Sontak Anggi was surprised and suddenly confused himself. Where is Prana now?

Suddenly Prana's wife was moved to look at the family room. Could her husband be there? Why did you watch television last night?

And it's true. Prana was there. However, not to watch television, but he apparently slept on the sofa in the room. That second also Anggi's eyes glazed over. Is that her husband to her? Foolish anggi. Foolish anggi. Foolish anggi. He continues to blame himself. If Anggi wanted to comply, surely everything would be much better.

Yes, now Anggi can only hope that tomorrow her husband is no longer angry with her and returns to his sweet attitude as usual.

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