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Every human being has an instinct towards his partner, wanting love and being loved. Not only the body is just lust. Right, Faiq has lust as a man. In front of him was now a wife he could touch. Halal. He doesn't have to hold back if he wants to.

"Oh yes Mas, last time I went to the mini market Riki was not accidentally moved if I had seen Yuno before. We have to investigate him."

Myesha turned around, facing Faiq who was petting Yuno. The man did not return his gaze.

"I told you from the beginning he was suspicious, what if we force him to give CCTV the night we found Yuno. The key to this puzzle is right there."

"Where can we force him, the one he's on runs away."

Myesha exhaled heavily, not knowing anymore how to get the key to the problem that Riki now held.

The fan turned around, causing a cold sensation on Myesha's skin that only wore a towel. Faiq put Yuno in the crate after the tiny baby fell asleep.

"Later to think. Sha, why are you shampooing, has your moon come over?"

"Udah, Mom. Just afraid to come out again so wear a sanitary pad just in case. Look at my beautiful white skin again, tomorrow you will not be ashamed to take me to an ex-wedding event. Anyway I'm not paying rent this month."

The girl smiled brightly, enthusiastically and happily looking at her white skin. Indeed from the beginning of white only he did not take good care.

The sun was rising, but the light did not enter the room because the curtain was still closed. Faiq turned to face Myesha. His eyes were fixed on the girl. No matter what the turbulent heart saw his wife almost naked.

"I've said that even though it's a marriage, but still I have an obligation to support you, so basically you don't have to pay rent. You yourself also have obligations as a wife and mother."

"I have fulfilled my duty. Cook, nyuci, take care of Yuno, clean the house."

"That's not all, Sha. There is something you miss about your duties as a wife."

Faiq's heart seemed to be about to explode, hoping to be anxious with Myesha's answer. He's a man, a responsible husband. It also needs to be biologically served. Although there is no love, if Myesha is willing to carry out her duties as a wife then there is no reason for Faiq to refuse, anyway if they do conjugal relations can be counted worship.

"Oh yeah I'm snot." Myesha enthusiastic. Bright face.

While Faiq could not bear the pounding of his heart, 80% in his heart wished that Myesha was sensitive to what she meant.

"What?"

"Request monthly salary allotment Mas, hehe. It's nice now that someone has told me to eat without having to work" answered Myesha.

Just this time Faiq wanted to scratch the wall with both of his hands and shout as loud as possible. The beautiful face of free makeup was as if asking Faiq to pounce so anxious.

The man exhaled a heavy breath then turned towards the curtain. Open the curtains so that sunlight enters the room.

"Because, can't I hold Mas's money, too?"

"I'll wear clothes first."

Once again Faiq exhaled heavily, did the girl have no lust at all? How could you go that far and just think about money? Faiq was inexhaustible.

Time passed and Faiq began to resign with Myesha's insensitivity. Perhaps, the heart of the woman belonged to someone else and did not look at her as a man. If that's the case then there's nothing Faiq can do. Until they find Yuno's parents she must hold back, discard all lust and do not look upon Myesha as the opposite sex.

Hoping for something he doesn't hold is too risky for heartache. Faiq tried not to think anymore, but after this was done he could marry another girl and have a normal marriage.

In the past, he thought there was no need for biological needs. He just wants to live quietly with the cone, the turtle who now lives in the aquarium. But everything changes when she begins to live with Myesha, the girl she once thought was geeky and unworthy of marriage.

From now on, she will limit herself and should not consider Myesha the wife she has the right to touch. No, the girl's heart belongs to someone else.

Until the day where he has to come with Myesha to the wedding of his ex-friend and ex-girlfriend.

"Where, Mas. Is it a belom?" ask Myesha.

She wears a long dress down to her knees that is pastel-colored, hair branched to the side with decorations. Without glasses, lashes look perfect. Cheeks blushing in his white skin. Beautiful shoes with heels that are not too high.  Faiq did not expect Myesha to be widowed.

"Yes, pretty."

Hearing Faiq's praise, Myesha smiled brightly. Adding to the beauty that made the man feel the time stopped by a few seconds.

The thought that she should let go of Myesha and not assume that the girl was a touchable wife disappeared instantly. Nah! Her Myesha, even if her heart belonged to someone else Faiq would snatch it and get the girl completely.

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Initially pingin up double tp belom ready. dr at random"n mending up again ntar afternoon ya. Don't forget to vote let the spirit up.

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