
In a room with dim lighting. Ali leaned his back on the head of the bed. For a week he slept on the sofa bed, making his body ache.
In fact, even though the current model sofa, still not like a comfortable and spacious mattress.
It was all his fault, why was there a sleep-dodging event with Wan Aina.
Achy body, it may be a week ahead will be back in shape. Remember no longer need to sleep on the sofa bed, because he will sleep in bed with his wife Meisya.
Now his eyes glanced at the bathroom door, already aware of Meisya inside. But not out.
“What wife are you doing?” shouted Ali, who might be able to hear Meisya who was in the bathroom.
The door opened, the man could see his wife's brighter face.
“My stomach is heartburn, so shit first!” meisya answered crawling into the bed.
Having just crossed her legs, her husband suddenly made her thighs a pillow. Ali looks like a spoiled little boy, being with her.
A soft caress was hailed, making Ali close his eyes. Enjoy every caress after caress.
He misses this.
“I miss moments like this wife!” ali said as he buried his face in his wife's stomach.
“How's your boutique?” tanyakanya. Gently stroked his wife's cheek.
“Costumer requests some dress designs, make an application...”.
“Oh yes .. I heard from Wan Aina, lately you are busy. What's so much work? Until you fall asleep in the reading room?” looking at Meisya suspiciously, she knows very well. Ali never sleeps late despite so much work.
Hearing his wife's statement, Ali's face turned upset. He did not like it when being with Meisya had to discuss Wan Aina.
This seemed to corroborate his status as a husband of two women.
“This is what makes me disagree on polygamy. As a husband, we are required to be fair. Though clearly, man will never be fair ..let alone the problem of feeling,” cetusnya lifted his head from the lap of the wife.
Meisya breathed a heavy sigh.
Lately Ali is easily provoked by emotions.
“Don't blame me for what happened to Wan Aina! Obviously from the beginning I did not agree to remarry, it took me time to adjust my position now,” obviously the man sat hugging his knee.
Meisya who was aware of her husband's annoyance that night. Hugging from behind.
“Absolutely you are ready, to see your husband smiling to himself, for falling in love again?” Ali smiled cynically, not realizing that his words, could make Meisya's heart ache.
He tried to remind his wife of the possibility that could happen.
He wanted to know his wife's mental readiness, to accept something she had never imagined.
As the saying goes:
‘The most important part of all plans is to plan our plans do not go according to plan'(Morgan Housel_The Psychology Of Money)
“Be aware, one cannot fall in love with another person at the same time. There will be one who loses!”
“From my point of view, you told me to get married again. Just capitalize, your faith in my love for you. You know .. I love you so much, and there's probably no one I love more than you!” to be honest, he felt the movement of his wife's head, which was leaning against his back.
“Fish but ..I don't dismiss. That feeling can change over time! Remember wife, what I feel for you right now, it will be different later, not for long. When I was able to accept Wan Aina as my wife. Then you will be able to feel the change of love that was once possible 99%, only a few!”
Ali's long explanation instantly made Meisya limp, terrified.
“You know Bib, why do I allow you to polygamy?” meisya asked breaking the silence.
The man looked at her for a moment.
“There are many reasons Bib! It's not about getting His paradise in return, as I said before. It's not about me, either, I want to see you become a father! But ...this is about the ownership loaned! I realized Bib, the partner He gave us. It is a loan. Therefore, as a loaned I must be ready anytime to lose.”
“Open I don't appreciate you or anything. I really appreciate you, I love you too. Five years of living with you, my love is growing. And the highest tip of loving is to love, I want to see you happy. I was thinking, you're afraid to ask permission to polygamy.” Meisya clasped her husband's hand firmly.
“I know, you don't want to hurt my feelings. Therefore, I give you the opportunity to polygamy. And seeing you're not interested in my offer. It makes me think, if you're still not feeling good. Be I force you to be polygamous,” Meisya said staring at her husband's bead-eyed stick.
The man was only able to sigh, you could say his wife's heart was very broad. Like a mother who is willing to say full, for her child to eat. Though still hungry.
Maybe that's how his wife is now.
On eluslah cheek of his wife. With one hand.
“I know you mean well, but not everything good is well received.” Take a breath to continue his words, “Your little mistake in deciding this issue, impulsively! You should ask me, heart to heart! Finding solutions together. While we can still improve things to come. It might be like adopting a child! Which allows our relationship will remain good, still as usual!”
Every sentence that Ali said, was able to make Meisya regret all.
Alo solve problems using reason (rational). While Meisya decides the problem with feelings (lust/irrational).
“How about father request?” Meisya bites her tongue when she wakes up to her own words.
“Dad?” Ali frowned.
What does he not know? When he asked Meisha. Her father told her to marry again. Meisya chose not to comment.
“I ask you, did you force me?” Covering Meisya's face, curious.
But the wife gulped, and shook her head.
He should first major in psychology to easily examine the face and emotions of a person.
“No Bib!” answer Meisya calmly.
“Do not lie, tell the truth. What father or kuntilanak” asked the man seriously, kuntilanak whom he meant was his stepmother.
“You're a rational person but sometimes you're a sableng. Dad's time is threatening, yes definitely not. The guy he's not a mafia.”
“Well if he's a mobster, then I married his son mafia dong hehehehe!” Meisya chuckles amusedly. As powerful as Ali tried to hold back the laughter.
“The veiled girl was forced to marry a mafia boy! Or berniqab girl married mafia stepson, Suitable Bib be the title of the novel!”
“Not funny!” his rebuttal melengos turned his back on the wife. His lips were interested in forming a smile.
“What? The proof is that you smile,” Meisya said turning her head to look at her husband's face.
Ali hugged Meisya's body, then threw her back. Make their bodies lie on the bed.
“Kiss a hundred times to my wife!” he hugged his wife's body.
Meisya laughed curiously.
“I not ice cream!” meisya shouted as Alo licked his cheeks.
“But to me you cream for my lips!” Smacking his wife's lips.
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