The Hated Husband

The Hated Husband
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"Charles" said Marco


Panicked Agnez tried as calmly as possible to receive the phone call and stick her index finger swiped at Marco, a sign telling him not to make a sound.


"Hallo."


"You picked up the phone from me for a long time."


"So I was still in the toilet."


"Oh yeah? You're not going to the disco anymore, are you?"


"No. Aren't you tired of asking that? For a day just let me calm down."


"So I'm bothering you so?"


"Please trust me, I'll be fine here."


"How long are you staying there?"


"Maybe one month until my best friend gives birth. I want to see his third child. Yes, please."


I heard a heavy breath across the phone.


"Yes already. But after a month you should really go back."


"Yes, I promise."


Connection disconnected.


"Who's the phone from?" marco asked Agnez who was still flinching. "Your boyfriend?" continued


"So the phone from my brother." replied Agnez listlessly


"But it seems that you are always upset with every call from him." asked Marco in astonishment


They sat on the sofa facing each other to continue the conversation.


"My brother was always like that. He's always watching me. Especially after being in Germany, he's increasingly restricting my freedom. No. This can't be that's not it, I'm very depressed." Agnez explained the barrage of life problems with a sad face


"My brother is overprotective, I know his purpose is good. But it makes me feel claustrophobic." Agnez explained then exhaled a rough breath


Marco who heard his story could not provide a solution, he could only be a listener as long as Agnez evaporated his entire heart.


"Sorry, I told you about my problem."


"It's okay. You can share with me, so your burden will be reduced."


"Now I feel relieved. Thank you, you're listening to me."


Marco simply replied with a gentle smile, then returned to wearing his jacket, driving Agnez home as it was already night.


Day after day, their relationship grew closer as friends. Until Agnez was in the midst of her best friend, Jo and Maria were getting less and less. Maria is nearing the birth of her third child. And at that moment, Agnez felt even more sad.


Now every time you come to see the twins, Agnez is always with Marco. It raises a question in the mind of Jo and Maria if there is anything between them. But they always deny it if they are just friends. During the day, Marco takes Agnez to his apartment after returning from Jo's house.


Until the afternoon, Agnez was still with Marco on the balcony of the apartment, standing staring at the twilight that looked very beautiful.


"Look, the colors are really pretty" Marco said with a small smile.


"True." replied Agnez enjoying the sunset so beautiful


"You were the first girl I brought here and saw the sunset with me" Marco said without turning his eyes, for whom Agnez was number one, even though he had been with Maria.


"Did I not hear wrong, you call me handsome?" marco asked with his evil smile.


"No, you must have misheard" Agnez denied, not wanting to admit that he was speechless


"I'm sure I didn't hear wrong."


"You heard wrong."


"I think you're starting to like me. Aye right?" marco asked, making Agnez's face slightly red.


"No, you're on the list of people I hate who I might like you." Elak Agnez


"Well, I'll wait until you like me." said Marco, poking Agnez's chin. Agnez was just grumbling with her behavior.


"You don't move, if you move I'll kiss you." Marco suddenly threatened Agnez and stepped closer to her.


"What do you want?" agnez asked a little scared. Agnez obeyed Marco's orders, he did not move even once Marco approached him, and picked up the phone in his jeans pocket.


"Give me back my phone." asked Agnez to Marco, who was tweaking his phone. Marco easily unlocked Agnez's phone, as his phone was not given a security code.


"Shut up there or I'll kiss you." Threaten Marco while continuing to fiddle with Agnez's phone. Marco checked his contacts, he kept his number on Agnez's phone under the name My Love, which was a childish behavior.


"It." Marco returned Agnez's phone


"What are you doing with my phone?"


"Later you'll also know when I call you. Let me take you home." Marco breezed into his apartment, taking the keys to the car he had thrown on the table.


"I still want to be here. I was lonely in my apartment. Let me stay until 8pm." pinta Agnez with a pleading face


"Alright." Marco replied with a gentle smile


***


Night Days..


"I think I'm bothering you, you seem very busy." Agnez said he saw Marco struggling with his laptop


"I'm just going through some paperwork, soon it's done." Marco replied without turning his eyes to the laptop screen


Agnez went from the couch to the kitchen, intending to fetch some water, but she accidentally found some bottles of wine in the refrigerator.


"Why don't you tell me you have alcohol." Agnez said as she stepped closer to Marco who was sitting on the sofa


"Reply return it." Marco was surprised to see the wine bottle in Agnez's hand


"Why? I just want to drink a little, you're stingy."


Not that Marco does not want to share, but he tries not to get out of control if with a woman. Alcohol is dangerous for him to drink with women, especially if they are only two in one roof.


"All right, you can drink. But just a little, don't get you drunk." said Marco


"But are you gonna let me drink alone?" Agnez offered Marco a glass of wine.


"I don't drink." Marco refused, though the red wine teased his throat.


"Come on, accompany me for a drink. It's not exciting if I drink alone."


Finally Marco was forced to accept a glass of wine from Agnez's hand until he forgot his principles. They ended up drinking enough until they got drunk. Marco, who was losing consciousness, lifted Agnez's body and threw him on the bed. Marco looked at Agnez with a sly grin on his lips, his eyes tracing the entire curves of Agnez's body from top to bottom. Without lingering any longer, he took off his own clothes and threw them on the floor. Quickly, Marco overcame Agnez's helpless body from drinking too much alcohol.


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