When Love Should Determine
Chapter 101

It is customary in the village to migrate to the relatives' house after the wedding. In addition to establishing kinship, it also means to introduce extended family members to each other.

And so did Izzah and her husband. She came with her husband to the house of Hamzah, who was her eldest brother.

Hamzah welcomed the two and let them in. While Larissa chose to hide herself by pretending to be busy in the kitchen once she saw their arrival.

Not disrespectful for not welcoming guests, but Larissa again felt strange vibrations in the heart as soon as they saw their arrival, especially towards Izzah's husband. He did not want the feeling to destroy the marriage of his new sister-in-law for a lifetime of corn, especially his own marriage if allowed to drag on.

But the reason he made this could not last long. There is no way he hid himself by pretending to be busy in the kitchen for too long, maybe everyone will be suspicious and think badly about him. Evidently, Hamzah's voice called out, "Encus, come here first. Look who's coming!."

"Yes, suck! I'm not done cooking yet" Larissa replied. "How's this? My husband has called. I had to make excuses especially to avoid this meeting, "his mind panicked.

Larissa is getting nervous, between holding back the onslaught of feelings, panic and fear. Until his hand unconsciously nudged the pot nearby.

Prangs......

The sound of a falling pot echoed in the air. It raised a question mark in the hearts of everyone, especially Hamzah, "What sound is that, Encus?" shouted back.

"It's nothing. I just accidentally dropped something" Larissa replied.

Larissa cursed her own stupidity. "Stupid! Why am I even causing such a commotion. Everyone must have been more suspicious of me," he bit his lower lip in panic.

"Encus, let's spit here. Masaka had a guest even let alone." The sound of Hamzah's screams calling out to him again made Larissa even more nervous and panicked. "How about this, what am I supposed to do now?" cold sweat poured down his forehead as soon as he panicked at that moment.

Hamzah felt bad for Izzah and her husband because Larissa never showed up. He was worried that they thought that Larissa did not appreciate their arrival. "Wait a minute! Let me look back first" he said, resigning himself.

Hamzah rushed to Larissa, finding out what made her not appear. "The guests are busy themselves. It's not good for the guests" he said when he was behind Larissa. His hands hugged the wife's slender waist.

Larissa was surprised to see her husband suddenly behind her. "Eh..kamu, I'm just surprised," he said with a little short.

"So much from earlier? Why not go out?."

"I'm cooking vegetables again, look!," pointed to the cuisine he made.

"Just turn off the stove first, then continue cooking again after they go home. It's not polite that a guest is let go."

"Emang who the hell is in front," Larissa pretended not to know about who came, but from the beginning she knew that the one who came was Izzah and her husband.

"Izzah is with her husband" Hamzah answered briefly.

"Oh..Maybe they're here to send us a manten weweh, they just got married yesterday."

"Eating them out, it's not good for them."

"Yes already! you stop them in front, I catch up. I want to wash my hands first" Larissa said at last.

"But not for long! Not good for it."

"Yes, bring the hell out of you today," opened my lips. "It's over there, man!."

Hamzah released a hug and left Larissa.

Hamzah Larissa went to the bathroom to wash her hands and wash her face. For a moment he calmed down there to dispel the heartbeat. "I can't be like this, it's not true!."

Larissa's head was bowed with both eyes closed. "Oh Allah, what more trial is this. Why could I have such a feeling towards the husband of my own sister-in-law," her inner cry. "Help me to control this feeling. Guard myself from the evil of my own lust. Don't let this feeling destroy everything, or a lot of hearts get hurt by it."

Larissa immediately came out of the bathroom after feeling a little calmer. He walked slowly while suggesting to himself that he was able to get through all this.

"Sorry, you can just come out" Larissa said as she arrived in front of them.

"No pa pa, mbak. We understand!," replied Izzah as he reached out and asked Larissa to shake hands.

As the eldest brother, Larissa let Izzah kiss her hand as a form of homage to her. But he did not expect that the husband of the Izzah would do the same with him as well.

"Sorry, don't!" larissa said briefly while pulling her hand as Izzah's husband was about to kiss her. Then he cupped both palms in front of the chest as a gesture to invite religious shaking against non-muhrim so that he did not take offense to his refusal.

"It's okay, ma'am" replied Izzah's husband, then he did the same with Larissa anyway. Don't forget a friendly smile is cool.

Larissa may be a hypocrite for refusing to shake hands directly. But it had to be, again, he had to do it to fortify his own heart.

When their skin touched each other, Larissa felt her body was stung by electricity with a very large voltage. He felt those vibrations again.

It is not wrong if women are enamored with the opposite sex, and vice versa. For love is beautiful, and is a gift from the Almighty. But that feeling will turn into a big mistake if each of them already has a partner. And this is what Larissa tries to avoid.

Larissa smiled back anyway. He was very nervous about this situation. He took a deep breath to regain control.

"Come, please drink the water first," he said politely.

"Yes, ma'am, that was it," replied Izzah.

Larissa tried to behave as normal as possible in front of them. occasionally she participated in their chat.

"If you may know, what is the secret of mbak in building a household so that it can last with Kak Hamzah until now? Maybe I can replicate my own wedding secrets" Izzah asked suddenly.

Being asked like that by her own sister-in-law was certainly a confused Larissa. He realized, even though the marriage age had lasted for seven years, but it was not an easy journey, many twists and turns he experienced, even sometimes he felt unable to pass. But called his marriage lasting, it was very far from that word.