The Boy for the Widow
Lipstick ...

It had been more than a week that Lyra was in the pavilion prepared by the Zul family. It had also been a week that the handsome man had not accompanied his wife there.

Lyra was helped only by two nurses, as well as Kesy. I saw a pile of passports and their departure ticket to Berlin in two days.

His hand grabbed the phone, and sat on the sofa of the room facing the window. Lyra searches for her husband's phone number, to contact Zul immediately, questioning her husband's whereabouts.

["Hmm ..."]

["Where are you hun?"]

["Again below. Why?"]

["Have you not found me for a week, or asked me how I was. Don't look at this dong hun ..."]

Lyra's cry broke again, but the phone connection was cut off again.

Lyra turned her head down, seeing Zul's car in front of the fence. Sure enough, Ahmad's favorite man came out with all his equipment, to approach the wife.

Zul's appearance is very different, using a white shirt, and blue jeans. Sports watches are very soothing to a woman's heart every time she looks at it.

Zul knocks on the room door, opening the glass door very slowly, after pressing their room password.

When he saw the beautiful face of his wife, Zul immediately clutched the slim body tightly, without wanting to say much. He just kept quiet, making Lyra seem all wrong.

"Where are you from hun? You haven't told me for a week" his sobs were heard again.

Zul let out a long sigh, "Have it been, how are you doing? Did mendingan? This is a drug that my best friend sent from Cianjur, you consume first. Because it is herbal and very good for your current condition. But drink it three times a week. Hope you recover soon."

Lyra reviewed all of Zul's sentences, no affectionate words like some time ago ...

"Rel ... You still mad at me?" her stuffing touched her husband's wrist.

Zul stared fixed face naturally beautiful, which is not polished by powder or lipstick.

Again Zul just gently rubbed his wife's head, opened the shirt to immediately clean himself, put the shirt in every direction.

"I take a shower, Dad? The day after we leave! Ask the maid to clean all your equipment! Because I still have business ..." obviously passed.

Lyra's eyes were fixed on Zul's shirt placed on the sofa near her sitting. Slowly the delicate hand grabbed her husband's white shirt, smelling the distinctive scent of Zul that she longed for so much.

His tears again flowed profusely, but stopped with a red mark on the sleeve of the white shirt.

Lyra's chest rumbled as jealousy rippled, even putting on an excessive amount of suspicion, making her impatient to scold questions for a definite answer.

Lyra stared fixedly at the bathroom door, waiting for the handsome man to come out from inside.

Not waiting for long, Zul came out with a fresh face, picked up a shirt in the closet with a towel still wrapped around his waist.

"Hune! Answer me, where are you from!?" snapped it.

Zul turned to Lyra, knitting his eyebrows together, looking fixedly at the face of his wife who had dared to snap at him.

"You why? I'm home, I'm making a storm! I'd rather be outside and not meet you! How dare you yell at me! Mama and Papa, know how I am, Lyra! Better, you shut up don't have much to say!" regrettable.

"My jaw! Where are you from? Why is there a woman's lipstick on your sleeve! I'm waiting for you a week here just with the nurse, you're doing great out there! I hate you, Zul! Hate it!" lyra cried out again crying.

Zul was a little confused, he remembered who this day met with. Because as he remembered personally, he was not in a relationship with anyone. It was just that he had just met Kanza, to give her those herbal medicines.

'Is Kanza deliberately close to me ...?'

Zul approaches Lyra, not wanting to hurt his wife. For her the adult woman, though her thoughts were too sensitive and selfish, was still good in her eyes.

"Lyra, I'm just resting in the apartment. You know I'm busy with some work at the public hospital, our hospital. Maybe this was unintentional, I ran into a woman. Why are you insecure like this? I'm fine out there!" emphatically.

Lyra still could not believe it, she sobbed, "I've apologized to you. I know I'm wrong, but one thing, don't betray me, Zul! I can't handle a third party anymore!" he said with a shaky shoulder.

Zul feels guilty, with his humility, he hugs Lyra's body which still looks weak.

"I still love you, baby. Until anytime. I wouldn't be that bad out there. Maybe the woman accidentally touched my arm. Calm down baby ..." kiss him on the top of Lyra's head.

Lyra was crying, she regretted everything she did. "I wish you would accompany me here. I feel strange here because Mama and Papa are so busy, and don't care about me. Just one week I've been quiet, Zul!" his sobs.

Zul sighed heavily, "It just so happens that Mama has a seminar dear. With a few notaries. So did Papa. My family's activities take up a lot of their time to be with us as children. Until Adi also only spend time with some of his friends Kesy. You should understand my family, baby. If we had a lot of time, we would be together for an hour. That's my family, Lyra. Please understand ...!"

Lyra clenched her husband's gallant body, smelling the fragrant scent she longed for so much.

Slowly Zul carried his wife's body to rest on their dispute bed. The bed she missed so much for a week away from Lyra.

"How's your stitch? Already improving?" tanyanya, rubbing the part of the stomach that looks still very slim and tight.

Lyra rubbed Zul's head when she saw the stitches that looked unfiltered. It's just that a red rash is seen due to the influence of drugs that his wife consumed some time ago.

"Hmm, you'll be healed soon. I wish you could get pregnant again, baby. Please, don't do anything stupid anymore Lyra .." he said slowly.

Lyra nodded spoiled, she hugged Zul whom she missed so much.

"Kiss me, hun ..." the door was spoiled.

Zul raised both eyebrows, "What if I want her, baby?"

Lyra smiled mischievously, "I'll help you through to the end. I'd love to spoil you!" kisses her on the husband's neck.

Zul can only resign, he realized his wife's request, "If anything happens, or you feel pain say the same to me. If I get there, how about you, baby?"

Lyra just smiled mischievously, doing all like a woman thirsty for it ...

"Mrc ..."

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Ahead of the update, stop by Yuuk' to the work of Author Pemes which is still very quiet ... Update daily yah reader ...