Trapped the Wrong Night
IKTD. Motor Sport

Nicho looked back, and he smiled. But the smile gradually disappeared as Ganesha's last words were heard.

Ganesha looked towards Nicho who was returning coldly. He patted Nicho's chest. The two face each other.

"I'm talking wrong?" ask Ganesha.

Nicho turned his face away, making the beautiful woman look bad. Originally warm, and currently cold, this was a very torturous thing in the midst of the status of the marriage he was living.

"How many times have I told you, I will never let you go, Miss Ganesha," he said coldly.

Ganesha tried to strengthen himself, Nicho still remained in his stance. Ganesha let out a deep sigh, at the silent looking Nicho. He reached out his hand and turned Nicho's face towards him. The two looked at each other.

"I'm just talking, doesn't it all depend on your decision? I'm obedient to you, whatever your decision is, and a wife should be obedient to her husband, right?" ask Ganesha.

Nicho looked in the shade at the woman who had now become his wife. Heart's thumping? Ganesha's words troubled his heart, he was now a husband, wasn't his responsibility so great to Ganesha?

"Good, if you realize that, Mrs Ganesha," Nicho said. His originally cold face gradually warmed up. Either, when the emotions stir, getting a warm touch from Ganesha makes the emotions subside.

"But you also have to remember, we don't love Honney. You love others, so do I. Then, are you sure we can live in a continuous charade?" ask Ganesha.

Ganesha's gaze shook a sorrow. Nicho just fell silent, his net looked at the beautiful face of Ganesha who seemed never boring.

"Don't humans deserve Honney's happiness? I was one of the women who dreamed of happiness in her household, not a falsehood" Ganesha said.

Nicho just kept quiet, he didn't know what to say. Because that's the truth.

"You hear me, Honney? Why not answer a broken word?" ask Ganesha again.

Instead of answering, Nicho's left hand grabbed Ganesha's waist until the two looked close and close. The two stared at each other in the shade. Nicho looked down, and Ganesha looked up.

Their noses seemed to touch, Nicho's right hand reflexes grasping Ganesha's hand. The sound of music from the phone that was deliberately turned on Nicho looks melodious. On the other hand, Nicho's footsteps moved to the right, inevitably Ganesha followed Nicho's movements which made him very nervous. They dance romantically.

"Can happiness be measured only by love?" ask Nicho. Nicho's words were able to make Ganesha silent. The originally chatty woman did not answer a single word.

Nicho stopped the dance, his Netraya glanced in that direction. The place that was originally quiet, is now very crowded because some motor sport parked there.

Ganesha seemed to widen his eyes, he looked enthusiastically looking in that direction. Nicho pulled Ganesha's hand towards that direction.

"Good night Boss, motor sport is ready" Rangga told Nicho with a smile. The handsome man held out the key to Nicho.

Nicho took the key from Rangga's hand and pulled Ganesha's hand towards the red black motor parked between several other motorcycles.

Ganesha looked surprised, stared at the motor sport that seized his attention.

"Wear it" said Nicho.

"Where are we going?" ganesha asked when he saw Nicho giving him a helmet.

"You'll find out later" Nicho said.

Ganesha looked dumb, he did not immediately receive the helmet Nicho gave him.

An upset-looking Nicho put a helmet on Ganesha's head. That beautiful woman can only give up. Nicho immediately went up, stared at Ganesha who was still dumbstruck in his place.

"Good," said Nicho.

"But me" Ganesha, who had never ridden a motorcycle, was horrified to imagine their journey.

"Well myself or do I pull?" nicho is upset and able to surprise Ganesha.

"Good I said," said Nicho again.

Ganesha let out a long sigh, he tried to calm himself back down. It seems that there is no point in refuting Nicho's words. Everything will be in vain, because Nicho will still impose his will.

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