The Betrayals

The Betrayals
In the most beautiful moment


The girl thought for a moment, letting herself stare at the domineering handsome face that was above her body, they were at their best position right now, right now, whatever Dru can do as a real husband, the man still asks gently and warmly, waiting for approval from her without wanting to hurt Tiffany's feelings.


For a moment the girl thought then she asked quietly.


"Give me a statement that makes me sure and says yes"


She was talking defiantly, staring into her husband's eyeballs, obviously Tiffany was trying to play a little sneaky, wanting to know how her husband took her heart, want to see if the man really loves her, because actually a little bit in the household love is needed in her and the woman is very greedy and spoiled, because actually a little bit in the household of love is needed in her, it only takes seduction and the word love is able to make them flowery.


Hearing his wife's words made Dru think hard.


"For instance?"


Dru finally asked.


"Think it out loud"


Tiffany replied while giving a smile, deliberately shifting her position a little to make Dru wrong. The man slightly shuffled, reluctant to move but let Tiffany continue to be below him, trying to find the best position until in the end he tried to shift, but he tried to shift, tilt her body slightly and let her head rest on her left hand.


Netra they meet again where Dru finally back to talk.


"For example, about a feeling that's been kept tight for years?"


As Dru spoke while asking a question, making Tiffany slightly tilt her body, she waited for the man to speak next as she slightly asked.


"That sounds interesting, making listeners like me curious about the next story"


The girl said, waiting for Dru to talk about the next thing.


Dru was silent for a moment, trying to string together the most appropriate words for him to describe and tell me, this is about his feelings that he kept tight for years without anyone knowing even though it was his mommy though.


"My nature makes people think I've never been attracted to anything or anyone"


And he went back to talking, explaining himself.


"Until the moment I was attracted to a girl who would go back and forth to Xavier's residence, I covered all my feelings with my flat and cold nature"


Hearing Dru's words, Tiffany is seen developing her smile, nodding her head and agreeing with what Dru said.


He is indeed flat and cold, that's what makes Tiffany so interested in him although it is undeniable The first thing that makes him interested is a handsome face as well as a seductive body, this is clearly commonplace that can apply to any man or woman who is on the face of this earth.


"Is he first love?"


The girl asked, not wanting to guess if the girl was herself.


"More and less, it's the first time I'm interested in a girl"


The man replied a little embarrassed, too embarrassed because he fell in love with things beyond his capacity as a Dru who said he had no heart.


"When did you first fall in love with that girl?"


Tiffany asked, wanting to know when Dru first became interested in a girl.


The man thought for a moment, he raised his eyeballs, trying to guess.


"Actually I don't know when exactly, when you're still using two headbands maybe with snot still adorning your nostrils...."


"Katan"


Tiffany spontaneously hits Dru's arm, she is embarrassed when Dru tells her about it.


"Awwww it hurts Tiff"


The man grimaced, not expecting his wife to hit him with a reflex about his jokes.


"Ishhhh that's embarrassing"


Tiffany's face reddened, recalling how her children often went back and forth to Xavier's residence every time they visited Paris, mommy Lana Lan who is now her in-laws often carries her with or without her mommy Ayana's permission.


"I didn't snot when I was a kid except in the Flu"


He whines spoiled, embarrassed to remember his childhood, but it's true he wasn't that bad as a kid.


"Masa? i thought..."


"Sister..."


Dru chuckled amusedly, trying to escape from the bite of the wife. Just knew a simple chat could create to the core'man between husband and wife, precisely this so-called Pillow talk might think of her. Together, talk, in a calm and comfortable position, tell stories or even joke with each other.


"I've really been in love with you for quite a long time, Tiff"


And finally Dru ventured to speak, looking at Tiffany who tried to speak again out of embarrassment. The girl was instantly silent, letting their neutrals meet each other.


Don't be asked how Tiffany's heart, when it hears her, beats fast uncontrollably, speaks little but once her talk is able to make her hover.


"Then why do we always act cold and bad every time we meet?"


He asked, wanting to know why Dru had never been so sweet every time they met since he was a child.


Dru was silent for a moment, trying to pin down his reasoning.


"Sometimes to cover up feelings and fear of being discovered, people of the type like me like to display the opposite of their true nature to cover up their true feelings, the right reason other than being embarrassed is also afraid that feeling is not reciprocated because some reason becomes a trigger"


He finally explained his reasons.


"Sister can try it"


Tiffany spoke slowly.


Dru looks silent.


"Once, but it hasn't happened yet you said to Defina I'm not your type"


And at once the memory of Tiffany's time said Dru wasn't the type that was ringing in Tiffany's memory.


"Then when Sean stepped closer to you and became me, I tried to find an opportunity and ventured to say Hades was me, but that night...."


Dru did not continue his words.


Tiffany immediately frowned.


That night?.


The girl wondered in her heart.


When?!.


Tiffany is trying to piece together her old memories.


Not yet had he obtained the memory in question Dru suddenly said.


"You want to start with me, Tiff?"


And Instantly Tiffany broke her thoughts.


Dru got up from his position, this time the man came down from the bed, made Tiffany frown, the girl woke up from her sleeping position and she sat on the edge of the bed, waiting for what her husband will do.


Dru squatted his body then he sat down and bent one leg, just like someone who was ready to propose to his partner.


Dru grabbed Tiffany's hand and said.


"Maybe I'm not the perfect Tiff, not your dream man or the riding prince, nor may I be as romantic as the men in Indian movies, nor as sweet as the men in Korean dramas, but I promise to be the man who will believe in you both in the world and in the hereafter, take you to the best contest in the world and grasp and carry you to old age and return with insya'Allah to the final contest to the Hereafter, knitting the future, and, bringing you to infinite gratitude, behind the God-ordained Rizky SWT, children and possessions are not the top priority because they are the care for us"


The man finally spoke


"Let's start all of her from point 0 and at the lowest, crochet affection and love, I obviously have a lot of Tiff's flaws, no couple gets married and lives together without a loophole flaw, no, shortcomings and difficulties without testing, let's go through everything together, hold hands and believe in each other if we can be one of two people with two different characters and colors, he said, let's be one between you and me be us"


For whatever sake the instant Tiffany's ball looks glazed over, she's like she's a little lost for her words, unable to answer Dru's words because of her haru sense of what Dru's doing to her.


Although the actual condition is not right because he does not use full clothes but only wrapped by a towel cloth, but the moment is really right and feels so precious.


Tiffany tried to hold back her tears from falling, she was too moved by what Dru said, trying to hold back her tears that she could no longer hold.


"Will you be my wife Tiff? accept me to be your husband?"


And Dru asked again, looking at the wife's face with teary eyes.


Tiffany tried to neutralize her heartbeat, holding back the intense feeling of being one in the midst of tears that were reluctant to stop and continued to descend endlessly.