The Wedding
19. The Past Scrap

After the incident some time ago where Faza wanted to force me to have sex, I started avoiding Faza, wherever he was I could get away from him. Even these few nights I slept in a separate room with Faza, he did forbid me to separate rooms but I still insisted on separation. I was still afraid to be near him. But this was inversely proportional to Faza, he approached me more and more and more and was gentle with me.

I don't understand this gentle and sweetness as a form of regret or any other plan in her brain, I've almost no confidence in her anymore.

This morning after I made breakfast for Faza, I was getting ready to leave for work. As usual I used public transportation, the distance between home and where I worked was quite far, so I had to leave early in the morning.

I went out of the room and saw Faza was already in the living room in neat clothes, tumben once was ready to go to the office, my mind. I continued my steps, as I approached Faza, I said goodbye to him.

"Mas, I left for work first huh" I said, kissing her right hand without looking at her face.

"Let me take you to the office" Faza said with a warm smile.

"That's necessary, mas. Thank you, I can use the bus or anything to get to the office" I refused.

"That's okay, yuk" Faza walked ahead of me and got into his car.

For a moment I was at a loss to reject her, but I was still afraid of being close to her. I finally decided to obey my husband.

Before long Faza's Brio car had been driving on the road, along the way we were just silent as usual, the difference is Faza's face looks calm and hmmm.

"I'll be home" she said with a sweet smile.

"Hmm" I replied, it felt lazy to stay close to Faza.

"Engga" I answered briefly.

Finally we went back to silence, Faza's car had entered my office shortly. I take off my seat belt and say goodbye. Not yet I opened the door, Faza held my hand.

"You don't kiss me like you used to?" ask him confused.

Indeed I did the habit of hugging and kissing her right and left cheeks before leaving for work even though Faza did not like it, but I did not care to keep doing it so it became our routine.

"Ah yaa" I said coldly, I hugged her at a glance and kissed her right cheek. Then I wanted to open the door again, but Faza was still holding me back.

"Cock only his right cheek?" ask her again.

Iiissh wants what the hell this guy is, I muttered in my heart. Then I said, I kissed his left cheek. I immediately opened the car door again for the third time but this time Faza was still holding my hand.

"Courage yes to this day, my wife" she kissed my forehead then down my right and left cheeks, last she kissed my lips gently, I fell silent, like enjoying the soft lips of Faza's. Then I didn't realize I was responding to Faza's lips and allowing him to kiss me more deeply. This is the first time he kissed my lips.

Heart beats. My face was hot as if there were spirit flames appearing within me.

Realizing I was too late in this kiss, I hurriedly took off the kiss and rushed out of the car. Faza opened the window, waving with a smile that I had never seen before.

What the hell, why can I enjoy the kiss? It's not that I'm upset with him because he treats me unkindly and hurts my pride, it's stupid of me.