Wife Facing Unconsidered
part 40's. Unrelentingly
It hurts so much when the person we love turns out not to love us as well, felt in a lie, yes it is true that his love is only a lie.
Kafkha felt stupid all this time, felt lied too, all just love lies.
In stark contrast to Medina who very sincerely loved Kafkha while Kafkha never loved her.
So now that he also felt the way that Medina felt all along, Kafkha felt very guilty about Medina.
It turns out that the laws of nature do exist, not just to scare them but the truth does exist.
Kafkha looked at Medina who was sitting next to him, he only realized that the person who had never been considered her had a very sincere love for her.
Very dear once he had wasted that sincere love, but he was not too worried about her because the woman had given her permission to love him.
"Medina!" call Kafkha in a soft voice
Medina glanced at Kafkha, "yes mas!" answer the woman who is the wife.
"I'm sorry!" kafkha
Medina smiled behind her veil, "don't have to apologize to Dina mas many times, Dina to the point of getting tired of hearing the words sorry!" medina said with her joke so that the tense atmosphere was a little sad earlier melted.
Kafkha took a breath, apparently his veil wife was tired of his apology.
"Dina tau mas still have feelings for him, Dina will give mas time to erase the memory of him, move on is not easy mas!" medina gave understanding to Kafkha.
"Where do you know that moving on is not easy?" ask Kafkha
"Hmm... From whom? Dina forgot the mas!" medina replied with a smile behind her veil.
"Here, open your veil first!" kafkha's Letters
Medina immediately agreed to her husband's wishes, she opened her veil and revealed her smile.
Cachet
Kafkha immediately stamped Medina's tiny lips, "it's a punishment for a wife who always jokes with her husband!" sidelines Kafkha with his mischievous smile
Medina further pursed her clawed lips, if she knew that Kafkha wanted to stroke her lips maybe she would not want to open her veil.
Kafkha released his sepulcher against Medina's lips.
"It hurts!" medina
"Here baby, let's take medicine!" kafkha approached her aunt to Medina's lips.
Medina immediately distanced her face before Kafkha actually kissed her, which she still remembers Kafkha's behavior yesterday, what else is added to it now, perhaps he had already fainted with that sudden attack.
Kafkha stifled with Medina's playful behavior, knowing that Medina did not like the sudden attack she gave Medina.
Having forgotten Clara, Kafkha now eats her lunch, she eats very voraciously as if she had no mind burden.
"Taste you really good!" kafkha said on the sidelines of his eating activity.
Medina smiled recently this time Kafkha praised her cooking.
"God willing...Thank you, do you like my cooking? hold on to that time why don't you want to eat it?" medina asked, wondering why Kafkha would not eat her cooking.
Kafkha did not answer, but Medina answered him first.
"Don't have to answer her let Dina alone answer, because mas did not love the same Dina at that time, so the same disgust with Dina cuisine!" medina
"Wrong!" kafkha's Disputation
Medina frowned
"Then?"
"Because I was prestigious at that time, I actually wanted to eat your cooking, but prestige!" kafkha
"Hmm.. kang prestige dong!" medina
"That's how!"
Kafkha finished his lunch with nothing left, the rice bushel that Medina brought was clean with no residue by Kafkha.
"Both!" kafkha said as he pinched Medina's cheek
"Tomorrow I'll stock up again!" kafkha
"Actually you want to, but tomorrow Dina went home a long time ago mas!" tell Medina
"You're ready when you want to go to work, from tomorrow onwards you want to bring supplies!" kafkha
Medina's smile suddenly expanded
"Ready husband!" medina
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Clara came out of Kafkha's office feeling arrogant, it turns out that her plan that has so far she planned to be revealed also freely, free of charge, how not a free plan that clearly has not been executed perfectly.
The almost mature plan turned out to break up also in the middle of the trip he played. How not to be arrogant and hurt.
"Aakakh... si*lan why is everything revealed at a time that is not well done, aaakh.... so it is useless?
"No, no, this grudge must be avenged, I don't want this plan to go unnoticed, ck because of that hypocritical woman!"
Clara returns to her house she wants to complain to Sanjaya if her plan is uncovered as well.
He massaged his head that felt dizzy due to all this.
"Aaaaakh...!" shouted Clara
Once he was at home he immediately slammed the door of his room.
Brakkk
The door slings were also heard by Sanjaya, Sanjaya rushed to the place of the princess only puppet.
"What's this?" ask Sanjaya
"Pa.. hiks...!" clara's cry immediately hugged her papa
"Clarah! what's the matter? why are you crying?" sanjaya asked worried about her daughter.
Clara doesn't usually cry in her papa's arms.
"Destroyed pa, Clara's plan is ruined!" tell Clara
Sanjaya took off her daughter's embrace.
"What do you mean?"
Clara wiped away her tears, "clara's plan to destroy Kafkha destroyed pa, Kafkha already knows her if we have a grudge against her grandfather!" tell Clara
Sanjaya clenched her hands, "why can it?" sanjaya asked, Clara shook her head.
"Even Kafkha no longer trusted Clara, he even expelled Clara earlier!" said Clara
Sanjaya was sitting on the side of her daughter's bed, was Darmansyah playing behind Kafkha, so Kafkha knew with this grudge.
"You take it easy, if your plan fails, it is now your turn to play out a plan to destroy the Darmansyah!" sanjaya
Clara nodded.
When her father came out of her room, Clara was looking at a picture of herself with Kafkha, why she felt hurt when Kafkha said she wanted to end this relationship.
Does Clara have a taste for Kafkha? because all too often the two of them did that feeling grow?
"Why wouldn't I be willing if Kafkha destroyed me?"
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