There's No Love From My Husband.

There's No Love From My Husband.
Which should have happened.


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...For my dear raeders, sorry for being late. And thank you for following your little story so far.😘😘...


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Ayla replies to her kiss, despite being amateurs.


Rian also deepened their kiss.


Rian does her like a husband treats the woman he loves. Not like a savage beast, even though Rian was under the influence of a stimulant drug.


Then Rian deliberately gave touch-touch, so that Ayla did not feel afraid of his treatment. Rian did not want Ayla to do it just out of pity for him, or out of compulsion.


Although Rian does not love Ayla, at least Rian wants to give an impression that Ayla cannot forget, on their first night.


Even though their first night was over half a year ago.


In her heart, Rian really felt grateful, because she was the first one to feel the sweetness of Ayla's lips. Because Ayla is not good at kissing, proving that her wife has never been touched by anyone.


Turns out Rian was really the luckiest guy to get a wife like Ayla. In an era like now, there are still women who can maintain their honor, very rare.


In their activities, Rian never ceaselessly praised the wife in his heart.


But unfortunately Rian's love has been anchored to other women, there is a sense that Rian could not bear to take the honor of Ayla tonight.


Because she really did question Ayla, so Rian also thought about Ayla's future later, because not only one hundred were widowed, but Ayla was indeed a real widow.


Because their divorce has been determined, even though Rian said he wanted to give Ayla a chance. For the rest of the wedding, but it was all just Rian's shit.


Because actually Rian and Bela have ordered engagement rings that will take place after their graduation later.


Rian realized, if Ayla compared to Bela. Bela is nothing. In any case, Ayla is the winner.


But not Rian's heart, because if Rian's heart, then Bela is the winner.


Rian knows that he loves Ayla very much, but only as a friend is no more, therefore. Tonight Rian was happy, because he was the first to take the honor of his own wife.


But he also feels hurt, because he has destroyed the future of the wife he considers his best friend.


But Rian really could not resist his desire if not immediately channeled.


So Rian had no other choice. Besides continuing to do it with Ayla, because there is nothing wrong in this, because Ayla is indeed her legal wife.


But what's wrong is Rian himself, who will divorce Ayla, in the next few months. But tonight he took the girl's honor.


"Aaahh." a sigh came out of Ayla's mouth.


Because Rian has done his duty as a husband, which he actually had to give from a long time ago.


But all that should be Ayla's right, which is usually called the inner living. Even Rian gave it to his lover Bela.


But at a time like now, then Rian gave it to Ayla. Either this is luck for Ayla or her unfortunate fate. The fate of her life that did not get love from her husband.


Just to get the right to an inner living, because there are those who trap Rian. Otherwise, perhaps until their marriage is over, then Rian will never give it to Ayla.


The clock showed at half-time three in the morning. But Rian has not finished his job. Because the influence of the drugs he drank made him not feel tired.


Although it feels like Ayla is no longer helpless, but Ayla still serves Rian. Until the epek of the drug he drank completely disappeared.


Although the expectations are very small, but Ayla still has to be optimistic. Ayla just thought, maybe this is God's way to help her, maintain their marriage.


After half an hour, Rian heard a long groan. A sign that he is done with his activities that I don't know how many times.


And Rian was directly lying next to Ayla who had completely drooped limp with equally irregular breaths.


Then Rian immediately pulled Ayla into his arms, and kissed Ayla's head repeatedly, saying.


"Thank you dear! I'm sorry." she said, but Ayla didn't hear anymore. Because Ayla had already entered into her dreamland.


Whether consciously or not, unconsciously Rian had called Ayla affectionately.


The one who knew the answer was Rian himself.


Seeing that Ayla was already fast asleep, Rian let go of his embrace slowly. And Rian passed down from the bed, because Rian wanted to clean himself first before he went back to sleep.


Inside the bathroom, Rian stood under the shower to clean himself up, Rian cleaned his little sister slowly. Because there are still patches of blood left by Ayla.


While standing under the shower, Rian even remembered the words of the father a few nights ago.


"Alright if it's your decision, papa hope you won't regret your decision. And you should never touch Ayla, let alone make her pregnant." that's what her papa said the last night they met at the Erlangga family residence.


"What should I do, do I persuade Ayla, just so she doesn't tell Mama about this. But surely Ayla would get hurt if I asked her to do that." Rian frustrated immediately grabbed the towel that was still in the bathroom.


Because the towel he was wearing earlier, either thrown him where.


Chequek...


Rian opened the bathroom door slowly, for fear of making Ayla wake up.


Rian walked to the dressing room and put it on right away, because Ayla was already asleep in her room. So Rian changed into a room instead of a dressing room.


After drying her hair, Rian returned to the bed and sat down while looking at Ayla.


"What should I do Ay? I really can't love you. Sorry, sorry I had to lie that would give you a chance to make me fall in love." whispered Rian slowly afraid Ayla woke up.


Then Rian went to bed next to Ayla, and re-captured Ayla's body wrapped in a blanket.


Cough..!


A kiss back Rian gave in Ayla's forehead.


"I'm sorry! if you know the truth later. You have every right to hate me."


Then Rian fell asleep too, because it was almost morning.


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SorryπŸ™πŸ™ because the author is still plain, do not understand making for the first night. It will not be haruedang dech!!! πŸ€—