The Love Struggle of Young Miss
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After eating, Febian takes Ara back to the apartment to rest. During the journey, Ara kept quiet until making Febian surprised. In fact, the woman continued to stare out the window and as Febian cleared his throat loudly, Ara was not disturbed at all.

Citt's!

Febian held Ara's body with his arm so as not to hit the dashboard of the car. Ara's heart was pounding very fast as the car came to a sudden stop. Ara turned her head, looking at Febian who was also looking at her meaningfully.

"Why stop suddenly?" ask Ara.

"Why are you daydreaming? Has anyone disturbed your mind?" Febian asked back. Ara looked back out the window.

"Nothing." Ara's lying. One Febian hand gripped the steering wheel firmly.

"alright. It seems you don't think of me as a husband." Febian stepped on the gas pedal slowly, Ara turned around and held her husband's arm.

"I'll talk at home. Focus on driving." Ara looked at Febian very closely. Febian took a deep breath first and drove his car back.

Upon arriving at the apartment, Febian immediately invited Ara in because he was impatient to know what made his wife so anxious. They both slept on their backs and Ara made Febian's hand a cushion. Ara stared at the ceiling of the room as her thoughts were again piqued due to her encounter with Imelda —wife Hendra—.

"Say. I'm impatient." Febian was in such a hurry, Ara wrapped her hands around her husband's stomach before starting to tell a story.

"I just met Imel." The sound of Ara sounded heavy. Febian could guess Imel was the woman he had been observing.

"Who is he?" ask Febian curiously. His hand rubbed Ara's hair slowly.

"Friends who married my ex-boyfriend." Febian stopped the movement of his hand when he heard a rough gasp of breath heard from his wife.

"What's that blonde woman?" Ara looked up, looking at her husband with eyebrows that seemed to tighten.

"How did they get here?"

"I forgot that Mas Hendra lives in Bandung. All I know is that Bandung is vast, but why do I have to meet that woman again." Ara mendes*h rough.

"You still love him?" ask Febian full of probes. Instead of answering, Ara laughed out loud.

"You don't joke, Mom! I can't possibly still love someone who betrayed me. Wouldn't a traitor be more suited to a seductress?" Ara again chuckled, and Febian smiled widely upon hearing that.

"Thank God you don't love him anymore. I'll put some bodyguards behind you." Febian's speech made Ara's lips shut up for a moment.

"Mas, I don't want any bodyguards! I want to be an ordinary woman." Ara refused firmly.

"I don't want you to do anything. I don't know why I'm worried. Let them take care of you from afar." Febian made an offer. Inevitably, Ara only agreed because for him it was useless to refuse. Febian's orders must have been inviolable.

Looking at his wife who was obedient, Febian landed many kisses with anxiety almost all over his face. Then, he gently kissed his wife's lips for a very long time. Ara retaliated and began to get lulled by her husband's tongue-tie.

Ara powerless to hold back sigh*n as Febian creates a sign of ownership around her neck. Even the man's hands began to rem*s both chewy hills that were getting bigger because every day got suction*n and massage.

However, while he was busy warming up, Ara's phone suddenly rang to stop the activities of the two of them. At first, they didn't care, but the sound just kept ringing. Febian snarled and took his wife's cell phone. Her frustration grew when she saw her cousin's name on the screen. With a lightning motion, Febian immediately raised the call.

"Ra, I met Hendra at the mall parking lot."

Not even Febian asked, Ara's speech had made the man silent for a moment. His hands were holding the phone tightly.