The Ruler's Widower
The Wrong Way
Sahira could not forget the doctor's embarrassed face. Sahira's hand pushes Filio's wheelchair into the room. “Is he your bed warmer?”
Filio looked back, “What do you mean.”
“Doctor was the place to vent has’rat se’ksual mu?”
“Name Erika. I don't have much time to think about ga’irah.” What Filio said was honesty. Taking care of the company and dividing the time to accompany Zeina was quite time-consuming.
“Really? You're not in touch with any woman. But it looks like he's not shy about kissing you.”
“Indeed, you were shy under me, didn't you see that look of a face like’mu when I was with me. That day I killed your husband!”
It feels like Sahira wants to shake Filio's head. The man was an expert at making her upset.
“What Rangga did not teach you how to kiss’man, ciu’manmu quite bad. Even if compared with Erika just now ciu’manmu nothing.”
Sahira stops her steps pushing down Filio's wheelchair. He turned his wheelchair around to face him. “Because now I'm your wife then teach me how to kiss good.”
Sahira leaned forward, until his face was right in front of Filio.
Filio pulled the nape of Sahira until their lips stuck. Filio tilted his head, he began to melu’mat thin lips Sahira.
Sahira was silent, she did not know what to do. Instead of teaching Filio to enjoy his lips, Sahira withdrew.
“What should I do, you have not told,” Sahira said in an upset tone.
One eyebrow Filio raised. “You should reply to him, don't shut up.”
“Well I'll try.” Sahira first devoured Filio's lips.
Filio starts playing with Sahira's lips, he bites Sahira's lower lip.
Sahira again pushes Filio's body. “Why did you bite me.”
“Ah I'm tired of teaching you, you are a fool. Take me to my room!”
Sahira pushing a Filio wheelchair. “You berated me but asked for my help, men do not know themselves.”
Filio ignored Sahira's scolding. She doesn't think how to get married for five years but isn't good at’uman. Can Filio make sure during ber’inta with Sahira Rangga is the more dominant.
Sahira pushed the Filio wheelchair up to their room. Sahira and Filio looked at each other. “You won't tell me to move your body to the bed right?”
“I want to ask for your help.”
Sahira doesn't want her waist to poke. “I call Erik only yes.”
“Erik must not enter this room!”
Sahira chose to sit on the edge of the bed. “Why, that time Vira can enter?”
Filio flicked Sahira's forehead. “You should clean up broken glass!”
Sahira rubbed her forehead which was painful. “You have tortured me and then should I also clean?”
“Already do not talk much, quickly move my body.”
Sahira folded her hands in front of her chest. “Yesterday when I shot you were fine, and could walk.”
“Now you have to take responsibility, quickly help me.”
“But you have to promise not to torture me again.” Sahira helps lift Filio's body.
“I can't promise,” Filio was about to sit down to bed, but suddenly Sahira let go of her handle. Filio's body was pushed back until it fell.
Filio made Sahira's body as a pedestal, stood up and sat on the edge of the bed. “You want revenge?”
“I was not accidentally, after all if I was revenge just pushing your body can not be compared with the crumbling of my body.”
Sahira pointed to her forehead which was bruised from the plate blow. “This, not to mention this,” Sahira shows her neck which is plaster.
“And I can't forget my depleted back you whip.”
Filio stood up and hugged Sahira's body. “Sorry.”
I don't know why Sahira was touched to hear Filio's apology. Filio's words sounded very sincere.
A brilliant idea just popped into his head. “I will forgive you, if I am freed to reorganize my life.”
Filio let go of his embrace. “I'm just apologizing. But you haven't been responsible for Zeina's death. If you want to leave immediately, give me descent.”
Sahira's body rushes to bed, Filio's desire is quite difficult. “When you are young, handsome, I am sure there are still many women in line even though you have been a widower twice.”
“I don't intend to marry again.” Filio poured down his body, he closed his eyes. Until whenever Filio had no intention of remarrying, Razita's wounds were deep enough to make him distrust women other than his mother and sister.
Sahira shifted her body near Filio's head. “Why?”
Filio did not reply, his eyes closed with great calm. Even though he wasn't asleep.
Sahira breaks down her body, her manic is fixed on the wedding photo of Razita and Filio who are in bed. “You didn't get married because you couldn't forget Razita?”
“It turns out our fate is the same, Razita went and Rangga also left because of my stupidity," continued Sahira.
Filio opened his eyelids, he tilted his head. “Rangga went because of his stupidity!”
Sahira tilted her body towards Filio. “If you don't put a bomb, Rangga will be fine.”
“You shouldn't be married to Rangga.”
“Why?”
“He's a hit man,” Filio said of origin.
Sahira disagrees with Filio. He got up and sat looking at Filio in annoyance. “You can speak from.”
“We're friends in elementary school, obviously I know better Rangga.”
Sahira does not think that Filio is Rangga's friend. But it felt strange, why did Filio finish off Rangga if they were friends. “You don't look like friends, instead look like enemies.”
“I'm sure he wasn't honest with you about his dad.”
“I know his father was treated in a mental hospital.”
Filio got up, leaned his body on the couch. “But you don't know the cause of Aditama going crazy.”
“His father Rangga company went bankrupt.”
Filio clenched his hands, he felt very angry at Rangga who lied to his own wife. “Addicted to rape my mother.”
Sahira's mouth gaped as Filio walked leisurely without a wheelchair until his back disappeared behind the door.
“Is he lying to me?”
Sahira punches the wind, “Sial, it looks like she deliberately made me hassles.”