You're Not Mine
You Sure?

Slowly, Ikfi took a deep breath. His eyes swept in all directions. Trying to form an atmosphere so as not to be too stiff.

He tried to face the intense clear black bead belonging to Aisyah, long enough. The words for the one he had assembled last night returned and arranged them so as not to fall apart and made Aisyah confused.

"Hemm.., shuu.."

"Aisha, to be honest when I first saw you. Whether it was your nature and behavior that made me slowly cultivate a sense in my heart, whether the beautiful sound of your sweet lips made me feel the vibration and peace in my mind, either the beauty and the beauty of God's creation that He has entrusted to you makes me feel at home to look at you.

To be sure the taste that has grown continues to branch with your presence that has been around me all along. I am very aware of my net that always steals the look that is owned by you without any bond to make the charity registrar pour his ink writing my sin. But what if I myself am unable to withstand it all.

Therefore, without wanting to let this taste stay too long in this waste state of sin. Without adding any slander between us. With all my heart, let me keep your character all my life in the halal bond of marriage. Ayesha, Anna Uhibbuki File. Allow my name to be attached to the beautiful story of life as the husband of an Ayesha."

Aisha was glued to her making, her heart as if showered with thousands of drops of water that had long been arid. He was so moved by Ikfi's statement. However, remembering what he had experienced. He thought back hard.

"I have a friend whose name is Asyifa Zelda Zahra, whose nature and behavior is so gentle. You can make sure you get good service. Is it possible that your race may not even turn away from me when you meet him.

I have a friend named Tazkia Misbah Hidayah, her voice is so soft and soothing. Takhfidzul Qur'an becomes a perfecter of the beauty of his voice. Is it possible that you can still hold on to me when you hear the sound of her beautiful lips.

I have a friend named Selly Amalia, her face is so beautiful than me of course. All the time you will feel the beauty of one of God's creations. Is it possible that even your net can still feel at home to see me when you see it.

You still intend to provide for me with all the flaws that exist within me? Just so you know, the biggest reason that failure happens. Because I never gave him the title of Father. And now? Do you still want to arrest me without flesh and blood circling our lives?"

Ikfi smiled a little too relieved, for him the question that Aisyah had raised was not too difficult to answer. Regarding the responsibility he will take, he has prepared in advance.

"It is not about perfection, but how we live the storyline that has been outlined. Marriage is not just about heredity, but by fusing it love this story will be beautiful. In our own way. A kind of Heaven that we can achieve with worship at every step.

The chanting of prayer can not only be upheld by our bloodline. Ever heard that a barren woman is not a woman who cannot bear children, but has many children no one can benefit her parents.

The fact never states that you are a woman who cannot feel the sensation of conceiving and giving birth, but you need to be patient in waiting for the presence of seeds in your womb to grow."

Perhaps he also knew that it was only my seed that he allowed to rest in your stomach. Continue in the heart.

"We have a place to complain about all grievances, we know who is worthy of help, we have the physical strength to keep striving, he said, we have religion and science to break the beautiful strands of words to convince God.

One thing you must know, perfection is not to be sought, but by what you have to be grateful for. With everything attached to you, I love you for who Aisyah is."

...***...

"A few days I'm not going home. Maybe about a week." Yoga chirps when Anna is arranging food on the table.

"Why? Come with your boss?" Ask Anna.

"Yes." Yeah." Answer Yoga briefly.

"Alright, be careful."

Yoga nodded, right after Yoga was done with its activities. He also left that place. But before he opened the door. His arm was held by Anna.

"What?"

Anna did not reply, she just started to tiptoe to grab something. Understand with Anna's intention, Yoga also approached. Until long enough they wrestle each other saliva until Yoga pulled his body.

They smiled at each other little, Yoga clenched Anna's tiny body. Although he still doubts how he feels, he admits that he is quite comfortable with Anna's presence.

After some parting drama they did, Yoga finally passed away from their apartment. As for Anna, he returned towards the dining room. Tidy up the cutlery they have been using.

Chequek.

Anna's eyes instantly opened wide, her body stiff. Not a word came out of his mouth.

"How are you, baby?" Said the man with a very irritating face.

Anna immediately closed the door but too late, the man easily held it off with his feet.

Sets. The door algae managed to be held by the man in front of him. He quickly entered Anna's room and closed the door.

"W-why are you here? We don't have any business, do we?" Anna asked nervously.

"Rushan? Of course you're my business. Even your whole life you've been mine." Answer with a slanted smile.

"Yours? Why do you say that? Remember, I've been freed from a man like you."

"I never felt that way. You're completely different now, your new man so spoiled you huh. It even gives you a pretty fancy residence here." Sitting on the sofa in front of the TV without being invited by the host.

"Please, get out of here."

"Ooh why are you in such a hurry, baby, I'm here to have fun with you. Take it easy, won't he be gone for a few days. So we can enjoy both." Smirked in satisfaction and began to approach Anna.

"No, please go. I don't want to be in touch with you anymore."

"Is that so? What if I don't care."

Anna kept on shaking her head, wanting to escape from the man she hated so much.

Grep. Anna's body lightly carried on her shoulders. The net was looking around for where Anna's room was.

No matter what hit Anna had on her back, she took Anna to obey what she wanted. Until finally, something that Anna had avoided had happened. He channeled a desire that he had long been craving.

Anna picked up the clothes that had been scattered on the floor. He felt so disgusted with his body. Thought of a weak body on the bed, a sinless face even showed satisfaction and happiness.

Under the shower she covered everything that had happened. And regretted. Wasn't his intention already good to no longer have intercourse with just any man, but why things never side with him.

Radite. The man who rented it for a few months. But because he was always satisfied with Anna's body, he rented it longer.

To make Anna inevitably must always serve the savage lust of Radit anytime and anywhere. If not for Bagas pulling him from Radit's fist, there was no way he could feel the attention of a Yoga man.

But what to say, even though Radit has agreed to all the terms of Bagas. He used to wrestle her several times, even by force.

Moreover, the busyness of Bagas that makes Radit can be satisfied with Anna. Until back came Yoga that made him escape from the entanglement of Radit.

Now, the man came back with the same cunning. I don't know what Anna's got to do, she doesn't know.

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