When Love Should Determine
Chapter 73

"Entik, there's something I want to ask you!" larissa said when she saw her husband relaxing.

Hamzah took his eyes off the television he was watching. "What's wrong? How come your face looks so tense?."

"Disregard that. Just answer my question!."

"OK! But now you sit down to make it good later. " Hamzah shifted his seat and patted the empty spot next to him.

Larissa sat her body beside her husband. Hamzah smiled at his wife's obedience. "Well, that's better. Now what do you want to ask me?."

Larsen hesitated to start asking. But his curiosity was so much greater that he was able to defeat his doubts. He did not want to just speculate with what had happened by demanding an explanation of the husband. His breath sounded so heavy as he began to raise his voice. "Do you remember me telling you that lately I've been dreaming of having a husband and wife relationship with a man I don't know?."

"So it's about that dream again? Didn't I ever tell you that....."

Hamzah had not finished his speech, Larissa had cut. "Jawab my question!. Do you remember, or not? because what I want to ask later has something to do with this question ."

Hamzah breathed a heavy breath. "Yes, I remember. What's up?."

"So I saw a television show about a wife who was made into a sacrifice by her own husband."

Hamzah frowned, not yet understanding the direction of this conversation. "Then what does this show have to do with your dreams?."

"Of course it has something to do with it. Because the incident experienced by the wife in the show was almost the same as I experienced lately."

Until here Hamzah still does not understand the meaning of his wife's words. "You mean?."

Larissa let out a heavy breath. "In the show, the wife often dreams of having a husband and wife relationship with a man who has the same face as her husband, but it turns out that the man is not her husband. Not only in dreams, the woman also often experienced it in the real world."

"Ha...Ha...ha..so you believe in the show? and now you equate the dream you had with the television show? Huh yeah?" Hamzah laughed out loud at his wife's words. "That's just a story in a movie, Larissa, not a real event. So what do you believe in."

"That's not just an ordinary spectacle, Entik, it's a real event. Because the woman who experienced the incident herself who told the story" denied Larissa until she had unconsciously raised her tone. She could not accept if her husband considered himself influenced by the show he was watching earlier. Although a little bit of Hamzah's speech is true.

Hearing Larissa's tone rise, Hamzah stopped her laughter. "Ok ok, I'm sorry! Now explain to me, what did you mean?."

"Em.I want to ask you one thing. I hope you won't be angry."

"Say! What do you want to ask me."

"Tell me first if you promise not to get angry after I say what I want to ask later" insisted Larissa.

Hamzah sighed. "All right, I promise! now tell me what you want to ask me."

Larissa hesitated. But he finally said it too. "Is it true that people say you're doing the pranks?."

Hamzah was shocked to death hearing Larissa's question. He didn't think his wife would ask him that. His eyes were perfectly rounded so surprised. "What does that question mean? you want to accuse me of doing such a lowly thing?."

"What explanation? you've clearly accused me."

"I beg you not to misunderstand me first. I just want to make sure that what those people are saying isn't true."

Hamzah breathed heavily. He rubbed a rough face. "Good! I'll answer your question.What those people say is not true. I yidak .permah do any positon. Is my answer enough for you?."

"But there will be no smoke if there is no fire!."

"So you believe more in people than I do your husband?."

"Ti.no! I didn't mean it that way, it's just...." Larissa is getting nervous. A little bit he started to get scared.

Hamzah grew impatient with the words of his hanging wife. "What only?" his jolt.

Larissa breathed out slowly. Trying to neutralize the heartbeat due to fear. "Lately I've seen you do strange things." For a moment Larissa paused her words.

"I've often seen you cast spells that I don't know when I accidentally wake up in the middle of the night. Not only that, I also often see you carrying a small package that I don't know what it contains. This is what makes me suspicious of you. Moreover, I've been having weird dreams ever since I saw what you did" she continued.

Understand now Hamzah why his wife can think like that. He admitted that he often did what his wife said. But still he did not want to give any explanation. "That's my business, you don't need to know. I'm not what people accuse me of. So I stress to you once again, I NEVER DO THE BILLING. IT'S CLEAR!."

"How can I believe that you won't give me any explanation?." Larissa was so upset with her husband's attitude that seemed to cover up the truth. To the point of not realizing that he had now risen from his seat. His tone also rose again. "Don't we as husband and wife have to be open to each other?."

Hamza took a big breath. He rubbed a rough face. "Follow me now!" said it. The arms of Larissa were held strong.

Larissa grimaced in pain because of the strength of Hamzah's grip on her hand. "Wait on! Where are you taking me?" tanyakanya. She held her husband's hand.

Hamzah looked at his wife's face without letting go of his hand. "Don't you want to ask me for an explanation?."

Larissa nodded quickly. "Yes, right! But why did you pull my hand?."

"Don't ask too many questions, just come with me! I'll tell you everything, but not here. I don't want anyone else to hear our conversation."

Larissaenghela breath. "All right, I'll come with you! But please let go of your hand. You're making my hand hurt."

Realizing his actions had made his wife in pain Hamzah immediately took off his hand. "Sorry!" he said with a heart.

Larissa rubbed her wrists that hurt as soon as Hamzah took off her hand.

Hamzah stepped towards his room followed by Larissa at the back.

Hamzah immediately closed the door and locked it tightly as soon as they reached the room. "Now explain everything to me!" larissa.

"Wait first! There's something I want to show you." After saying that Hamzah stepped into his wardrobe. And not long after he came back to Larissa while carrying something in her hand.