That boy is my wife!
Missing Release Kiss

"Listen well, dear Mr. Ferdian Jun. Although it was a long time ago, but to me it was an event that had just happened yesterday. So, please don't reveal the old wounds I'd like to bury very closely, including all the memories of us. I think it's all over since the day you chose to go. So, please stay away from me from this second. Because I'm so sick of you." Jiya said everything with such serious eyes staring at my black netra.

There was no doubt in his words just now. And again, he remained haughty as well as untouchable.

"Thyak?" I smiled as I smiled knot.

Staring straight at Jiya's brown netra with a slightly approaching face. The cash alone made the woman immediately rewind her head back.

"I think your heart is still expecting me. Isn't that right, Miss Jiyaning Admaja?" I continue not to lose.

Well, when I'm determined. I will keep trying to get what is mine back. Including, making Jiya bend her knees like before.

Call it shameless, but this time I don't want to let him loose again. After all, I was already aware of what was happening, and all of that was more appropriately called a misunderstanding. But, since Jiya has not noticed it yet, I intend to pursue her desperately, from now on.

Jiya seemed to be grimacing softly, before glancing cynically at me. "Cih, please do whatever you want. Because I don't care about that."

After saying that, Jiya steps away to approach Mila who is seen standing alone near the cake table. From here I could see the two chatting excitingly, I don't know what.

The anniversary of Mila and Aaron lasted until midnight. Make some people start resigning, say goodbye. However, not a few there are still people who enjoy the party while drinking the beer available.

I myself, who saw Jiya still here, chose to stay longer while watching what the woman would do.

Of course, I'm not keeping an eye on him. I chose to sit in a corner of the room a little away from where Jiya was sitting. Sipping the orange juice that was near me.

I've been looking at him from here for a long time. Until then, I turned my face in the other direction for a while, then looked at where Jiya was sitting. His figure seemed to just disappear.

Wait, why did he suddenly disappear?

I immediately put my face to look around. Looking for Jiya who seems to really no longer exist in this place. However, when he was about to go to look for her somewhere else. My eyes even accidentally saw Jiya who was being carried by a foreign man, heading to a quiet place.

Goddamnit! What's he gonna do?

In haste, I immediately chased after the stranger, who was now trying to get Jiya somewhere.

And sure enough my guess. Apparently the man intended to take Jiya to the hotel parking lot which was very minimal lighting. Then open the back door of the car, before entering Jiya's body into there which is clearly unconscious.

Of course I who saw it did not remain silent. With a rash move, I approached the stranger, then floated a free bogem from behind suddenly. Making it fall directly on the floor, with a nose that has been bleeding a lot, nosebleeds.

"Anjink! Who are you huh, how dare you hit me in the face?!" the angry makinya that I returned with a few blows to his face again. To make the foreign man, now lying helpless on the floor of the hotel parking cold.

"I should ask, who? And the reason you, why find a chance to take someone's wife away!" tanyaku sarcas, which continuously make the two eyes of the foreign man perfectly round.

However, it had not been able to ask and was finished with its shock. I punched the stranger in the face again, causing him to fall unconscious, that very second.

Only after making sure he fainted did I switch to the back seat of the car. Where there, there is Jiya who slept with a curled position, and raved unclear.

I found out that Jiya was heavily drunk, the initiative to carry her away to my car bridal style. Even though along the way, he kept beating my whole body which could have his hands jankau.

Bruk!

I put his body on the front seat, on the left. After that, arrange the position of the chair that Jiya sits in so that it becomes more comfortable to sleep.

At first, I thought Jiya would be distracted by everything I was doing. In fact, he remained in a deep sleep with his head suddenly leaning on my right shoulder, as I was fitting a seat belt for him.

For a moment I stopped moving with my hands still in place. Until, my heartbeat was made erratic when Jiya called my name slowly in the chaos.

"O-Om Ferdi ..."

Jiya seemed to cry in her sleep, until she unconsciously shed tears that I immediately erased right then and there with my thumb.

Slowly, I wiped the tears carefully. With the intention of not waking himself up. But when I move, to go. Jiya's eyelids, which had been closed, suddenly opened wide. Staring straight at my dark netra.

Then, the thing I never expected happened. At which time, Jiya's wiggly fingers suddenly pulled tightly at the nape of my neck to get closer to her face.

Until I can smell the thick aroma of alcohol coming out along with his breath. However, Jiya's breath that tickled over the surface of my face, made me unable to take my eyes off her, even if it was just one second.

"Om, Jiya kangen."

I think that one sentence is enough to provoke me, so that I can no longer refrain from immediately embracing Jiya's body tightly, into my arms.

Give her a warm hug, as well as a hot kiss that we have not done for a long time.

Jiya herself did not reject it, maybe it was due to the strong influence of alcohol. To make him unconscious and choose to vent all the flavors that he had been storing.

It was seen from, how he was so greedy and aggressive to reply to every kiss I gave. Unknowingly she shed tears, right after we ended the kiss.