The Price is an HONOR
ORDEAL

On returning home from work, Amaira sees Alan asleep. Looks like the man is tired because he just came home from out of town. Not wanting to disturb her husband's sleep, Amiara decided to take a bath first.

"Darling you've come home?" Alan asked when his wife had just come out of the bathroom.

"I, yes." Amaira's a little nervous. He then went to the closet and intended to take a change of clothes.

"I miss." Alan said as he hugged Amaira from behind.

Amaira's getting nervous now. He who only wears a towel, is afraid Alan saw a kissmark on his body that has not been lost due to Edward yesterday.

"Such a fragrance." Alan kissed Amiara's soap-scented shoulder.

"I'll change my clothes first Al." Amaira tries to untie Alan's hand.

"Not change clothes." Alan's hands actually spread the knot of Amaira's towel and intend to open it.

"You must still be stigmatized. I better pick up the food first. You must not have eaten." Said Amaira while holding Alan's hand so as not to pull the knot of the towel.

"You why the hell? you're nervous, then? you don't miss me?" Alan could see something strange about his wife. Amaira looks nothing like usual. Usually he was very chatty and always looked for an opportunity to tease Alan. But this time, the woman seemed to be evading. Very inversely proportional to Amaira usually.

"I want you to yank." Alan's whisper was right in Amaira's ear. Her warm breath made Amaira close her eyes. Usually Amaira's blood will rustle if treated like this. But this time, he was trembling with fear.

"Al, I'm laper. We'll pesen food first."

"But I want to eat you yank." Alan's voice sounded hoarse, the roar of his breath was also irregular.

"But I'm actually a laper, we'll eat first." Amaira kept Alan's head off his shoulder.

"You why the hell Ra? You don't miss me?" A slightly upset Alan immediately turned Amaira's body around.

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Alan's heart seemed to stop beating seeing some kissmark in his chest as well as his wife's neck. He sure wasn't himself the one making the mark.

"Is this Ra?" Alan stared at Amaira's body full of kissmarks. "No, it's not me who made it." Alan's head bobble.

Amaira could no longer hold back her tears. He could only fall down while crying.

"What do you do when I don't have Ra?" Alan stared intently at Amaira. "Jawab Ra, don't forget it." Jerky Alan. He had lost control at this moment. His blood boils to see another man's kissmark on his wife's body. His mind was muddled, imagining what Amaira was doing with other men when she was not around.

"Java." Alan shouted again, even louder than before.

Amaira's knees were limp, she sat on the floor crying.

"Don't make me crazy Ra. Cepet answered my question. Explain Ra, I need an explanation." Unknowingly Alan's tears began to drip. He did not expect that his wife would betray when their marriage was not even a month.

Alan lowered his head and lifted Amaira's chin. He wants to see the eyes of the woman he loves and he believes in loving her as well.

"You cheated on Ra? You slept with another guy?"

Amaira shook her head, but her tongue was my tongue. He can't afford to talk.

"disgusting." Alan removed Amaira's chin and left her.

"Wait Al, don't go, don't stay with me." Amaira ran after Alan and grabbed his wrist.

"Still dare you tell me not to go after what you've done." Alan threw rough Amaira's hand.

"I'm not cheating, I swear I'm not cheating." Say Amaira while having fun.

"Remove your crocodile tears. I've been bosen by you saying I swear. After you trapped me in this marriage. Now you're cheating on me with another guy. Great lo Ra." Alan stepped out of Amaira.

"I'm not cheating, I'm being harassed." Shouted Amiara with all his strength.

Alan immediately stopped his steps and turned to approach Amaira.

"What do you mean?"

"I, I'm being harassed. None of this is what I want. I'm even so disgusted at myself."

"Who did it?" Alan asked with hunting breath and both hands clenched.

Amaira picks up her phone and shows Edward a chat.

Argh...

Alan screamed while throwing Amaira's cell phone until it smashed into the floor.

"So that bastard raped you?"

"No, I wasn't raped."

"Don't try to cover anything from me Ra. Tell me everything without anything you cover up." Alan clutched both of Amiara's shoulders.

"I didn't get raped Al, I swear. Brother Edward let me go."

"He's been planning all this. So maybe she let you go before she gets what she wants. Honestly, Ra, don't lie to me." Alan just doesn't believe it.

"I wasn't raped by Al, no. He touched my upper body. But he didn't rape me."

"Don't lie."

"Oath Al, oath. You are the owner of my honor. Just my husband, not another man. If I had been stained. I'll ask for a divorce myself. I won't be able to stare at you with a stained body." Amaira said with a sigh.

Amaira explained in detail yesterday's incident. Edward wanted to rape her. But when Amaira said she was married and would kill herself if Edward raped her, Edward finally abandoned his intentions.

Edward doesn't know Amaira is married. He thought that, after taking away his honor, Amaira would be forced to marry him. But it turns out he's too late. Amaira is married.

"We have to report Edward to the police." Alan still couldn't take it.

"Don't Al, Edward's actually a good man. But I've hurt him too much. His parents were very good to me too. I can't bear to see Aunt Imelda grieve if we report Edward's brother."

"But his actions have been outrageous."

"But he let me go Al. He's not that bad. She even cried after realizing what she had done to me. He apologized to me, too."

"But Ra."

"Please, don't prolong this matter."

"Why are you defending him after what he did to you? Do you still love him?"

"Not Al, don't get me wrong. Even if I never loved him. I would happily marry her if I loved her. I beg you this time, forgive him."

"But I have to see him. I don't want something like this to happen again."

"Please if you want to see him. But please, don't take this matter to the law."

Alan hugged Amiara. Pecking at the top of his head many times then wiping away his tears.

"I'm sorry for accusing you of cheating. You must have been so scared yesterday. Sorry I can't take care of you."

"It's not your fault Al. I'm too careless, I easily trust people."

"That's because you're too good to be a person."

"Just let me be that good?"

"Yes, you're very nice. You are the angel that God sent me to perfect all my shortcomings."

"really?" Amaira looked at both of Alan's eyeballs.

"Yes." Yeah." Alan nodded with a smile. "But also a trial for me."

Amaira could no longer hold back her laughter. He was well aware that he was Alan's greatest ordeal. An ordeal that requires Alan to be the most patient man in the world.

FINISHED

**Novel the price of an honorary finish here. Sorry if there was an error in my writing. I just write to eliminate confusion. Also to find busyness so as not to hustle with neighbors, wkwkwk.

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