
Until the food ran out Myesha was still crying, Faiq shifted the chair. Get closer to the woman. He looked down, his heart ached hearing his cries. Perhaps, because it had eaten and the energy returned so his crying grew louder.
"Sorry sorry sorry. I don't know what else to apologize for. Honestly, what I said was my thoughts about you before marriage. But as I said, whatever the wrapper is important is the contents. And your heart is good, Sha. That's all that matters. I'm sorry for looking at people through their outer appearance."
Beautiful and not beautiful, rich and not rich, smart and not smart. Judging people only to the extent of it is a very shallow thought. In the household is no longer about seedlings bebet and weights. How couples can appreciate each other. And Faiq found all those things in Myesha.
Not only is she beautiful but her heart is also kind. Want to take care of herself and Yuno even without love. Very suitable partner in maintaining household relations. Unselfish and obedient. A very rare person to find again.
"You want proof?" ask Faiq.
Myesha turned her head, with teary and puffy eyes. He said nothing but was interested in Faiq's words.
The man stood up, headed for the room and picked up Myesha's phone. Then sit down again in the kitchen chair.
Take Erika's number and move it to her phone. He called that number. The man who had just left his house a few hours ago.
"What do you want?"
Questions from Myesha he ignored, still waiting for the truth from sebrang. He hardened the speaker so that Myesha could hear it as well. Throw away all the self-esteem he maintains.
"Hallo?" sahut from sebrang.
"Erika, I'm Faiq."
"What's wrong? I have no intention of turning back on you." The words came out making Myesha who heard her own shame.
"I'm just saying that I seduced Myesha. She's kind, diligent saving, diligent cleaning my house, understanding, caring, warm, she's also very beautiful until I can't stand it, her skin is smooth, the mountain is big and challenging, the cave is also comfortable."
Hearing that Myesha covered her face with both hands. Embarrassed. But no sound, want to feel sinking to the end of the world.
"Do you want to help videoin when you guys are?"
"No, you're crazy. I just want you to know."
"Sorry I don't need. Do not call again for things that are not important," said Erika ended the call with a ketus.
Faiq put his phone on the table, then switched to Myesha. The girl still covered her face with her hands.
"Why is that lakanin? Very shy."
"It's for you, it's true that I liked you first. You don't cry anymore huh" Pinta Faiq. Begged.
Myesha put her hand on the table, wiped away the tears then looked at Faiq. Still with a hostile look.
"But that doesn't mean I forgive you."
"It's hard to forgive me, no papa I accept punishment. But don't take it long."
The installment is not finished yet, Myesha should not be angry for too long. He can get dizzy if the snake does not complete the mission.
"I want to go to the salon and the treatment."
"It's not papa, but it's done at home. Your beauty can only do me. You're a buluk teased Andre let alone beautiful."
"What am I doing and not going to play?"
"Main in the same house Mamas, climb mountains and down valleys." Faiq smiled widely.
Replied to the narrowing of the eyes by Myesha, even her lips lifted up. I don't like the idea of Faiq. If you have to go for a walk, that's the principle.
"But what to do and if not seen by people?"
"Why do you have to be so hard to groom and make people who know you? Why not for me, your husband? And also for yourself? Sha, love yourself. Because the one who knows your body best is you."
Myesha. Thinks. It is true everything Faiq said. He never loved himself. Perhaps because he often considers himself low.
Faiq's phone rang, there was an incoming message. Soon the man checks the cell phone which turns out to be a message from Riki.
Bang, meet me later in the afternoon at BUPER. I'm telling you the real letter from the baby's parents.
Faiq could not hide his surprise. During the trip to take the motorbike, Riki was seen getting guidance from his wise chatter. He showed the message to Myesha.
"I'll come along."
"Don't you, what's going on?"
"I'm coming anyway!"
Faiq exhaled heavily. When Angry Myesha becomes unruly. Yes, or his angry show is getting longer.
"Is he still angry, Sha?"
"Well, I'm not sorry yet." The answer is still sloppy.
The sound of the door being knocked. Must be the handyman who will measure the gate. Faiq immediately went out and chatted for a while. 5 minutes later he returned to the kitchen.
"Sha, make coffee for the artisans" Faiq ordered.
"How many people are you making?"
"Three anyway."
"No snacks, either? I bought chips yesterday."
"Love, it's not good to have coffee."
"Ah, why am I so upset, am I angry again."
"Worse later if the exchange comes home. Pity the exchange has come all the way here cook not given coffee."
"Judah yes."
In the end, husband and wife in times of anger must still work together. Myesha makes coffee.
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