Young Wife For My Husband
CHAPTER 97 Adam's Proposal
Trings
Lukman who was lying face down in his room in the big house Bimo took his cell phone.
There was a sense of pleasure because Amelia was clashing with him. But then her embarrassment rang out considering how embarrassed she was because Amel knew her own grim childhood story.
...Lukman... What are you doing?...
Lukman smiles.
Strange question. Chat is crisp. Hehe...
He does not reply. Just read it.
Impressed evil indeed. But Lukman is being very ashamed of Amelia.
^^^Why just beread? Did I make a mistake?^^^
Lukman breathed.
No Ma'am! You're not wrong, but I. I was wrong with my past.
Lukman. Amelia no longer sent her chat.
Could it be that Madam Amel was disappointed because of my cold response? Oh God. I want to repay him. But I'm still embarrassed and worried that he's hurting me just like Linda and the woman I've been close to. But... Ms. Amel has not heard the story of Mama until the end.
"Hhh..."
Lukman breathed.
His chest tightened, his breathing heavy.
Why did he become like this. It is only because of mistakes that he did not understand in childhood.
Unknowingly, Lukman held onto his precious item. And...
I'm normal. I'm a normal guy, Pa, Ma! My missile can wake up just like any other guy out there. Even though I have never practiced it until now. But I'm not deviating. I like girls. I admire a living creature called a woman. Just because I used to hang out with my sisters and make their Barbie doll dresses, Papa thought I was weird. I really like women. Everything was. Even his body, I like it. The problem I used to cut my own stuff was because I wanted to be circumcised without saying anything. I was so embarrassed that my sensitive limb would be seen and cut off by someone else even if it was by a doctor. That was my thinking first. The thought of a five-year-old boy. And I'm keeping all the stories in shame.
But Lukman understood. It turns out that his actions at the age of a toddler who cut his own kel+min tool was fatal.
The big picture was problematic. It doesn't work as well as it should because the knife he used cut into the scrotal veins.
Of course, it made both parents worried. Even to bring Lukman treatment to Singapore to return to normal erectile function.
"Hhh..."
What if it turns out that Madam Amel is the same as my other ex? How can I show my face in front of him?
Lukman could only face down. Sank on a pillow and fell asleep without having time to reply to Amel's chat.
..............
What happened to Lukman? What's wrong just because his mom told him about his childhood? Is he ashamed of being dressed like a woman? It was purely not his fault. Should He be angry like that at his mother?! Is... Is it because of that problem, Lukman so quarreled with his family? Because I listened to Mama's story? Oh, my God, my God... May Lukman not change for me! I'm really worried! I don't want Lukman to change. I want to continue to be noticed by him.
"Hhh..."
Amelia felt her heart thump.
His mind drifted away. Wandering thinking about Lukman why not reply to his chat even though checklis two and check blue.
That means he read my chat, right? But why not reply? Why Lukman? Should I call him? Clock this? What if she's having a family gathering and I'm interrupting her relationship with her grandmother. Haish...! O Allah, it turns out like this feeling of Lukman when I ogah-ogahan reply to his chat the other day. Hhh... Why turn around like this, God? It doesn't taste very good. Duh, reply dong, Lukman!
Twelve o'clock at night. Amelia still could not close her eyes.
He changed his sleeping position. Tilt to the right tilted to the left.
Last time I interacted with Lukman.
No unpleasant comments.
He even offered a cup of coffee for Lukman but the man replied briefly next time.
Amelia felt like something was stirring in her heart to become distraught and restless.
Usually at ten o'clock in the night he's asleep.
Tomorrow at four o'clock he must get up and boil the meat for his catering business.
His work will be very solid after the Fajr prayer. And it can only be relaxed after the Dzuhur after the catering is transported by the convection company of Adam Malik. It also worked with Tasya and one other neighbor named Mbak Ziah.
Sometimes Lukman comes to take. But more often Adam himself.
In the past, Amelia didn't matter who came to take the catering. But this time, Amel hoped Lukman would come.
"Assynoltom..."
"Greetings waalaikum!"
Adam smiled, Amelia as if she was welcoming him at the door of the house.
"Have you finished packing?" ask Adam to talk.
"Already Mas. Ready to be lifted into the car."
Amel looked down the road. Hope Lukman comes to help bring the plastic catering box to be brought in front of the rented house alley.
Turns out. zonk.
"Can I have a cup of coffee?" ask Adam in a soft voice.
Amelia smiled faintly and nodded.
Without saying much Amel made Adam a cup of coffee.
Surprised by Amelia, Adam went into his kitchen and crouched down while thrusting a box.
"Will you marry me, Amelia?"
Amelia.
Adam's attitude made his face pale unexpectedly.
Amelia was silent not daring to say anything.
His brain is dead-end. His mind blanked for a moment.
"Mas Adam see Lukman?" that question came from his lips. Adam becomes confused and begins to realize that he is being rejected by Amelia.
"I'm being serious, Mel! Can you be serious too?" adam asked with a red face holding back his annoyance.
"Sorry, Mom!"
"Is there a little bit of your heart for me? There's a little bit of it, right? I promise, I'll make you happy, Mel! By God, I wouldn't waste you if we were husband and wife."
Amelia.
He's confused. Wanting to reject it outright but afraid of too evil its effects.
Amel lost respect for Adam.
Although visually, Adam is much cooler than Lukman.
Adam's skin is white. Seamless and well-groomed. Unlike Lukman whose skin is as burnt as he is.
If walking beside Adam, Amelia felt uncomfortable because of the contrast between her and Adam.
"Yes...! I am a village woman. It doesn't quite fit with Mas who's a great entrepreneur."
"I love you Amelia. I fell in love at first sight. You, look like my wife's late home. Even your smile and gentleness, really looks like Adelia. Adel's skin is a little lighter than yours. But, it's not a big deal to me. Because there's a later extension that's gonna change that."
Amelia's stunned.
Adam was obsessed with him because he looked like his deceased wife.
Adam's subconscious still misses Adelia. Amel now understands why Adam fell in love with her. And Amel lost all respect for Adam.
Now his view on Adam is only limited to the owner of a good-natured and handsome convection company. But there was not the slightest bit of love let alone affection that grew in the recesses of his heart.
"Mas.., I've set my heart."
"Yes?" adam's eyeballs sparkled.
"I cannot accept Mas Adam's invitation to marry. Because, this heart has been tethered to one heart."
"Lukmann? My employee that song?"
Amelia swallowed her saliva. Not answering but his heart assented.
"Ck. You're that fucking asshole. Why do your eyes prefer to see the standard? Why can't you see the real diamond?"
Amel smiled wryly.
Adam Malik like opening his own personality that turned out to be really childish.
"Congratulations. May you be happy! And as long as you know, Lukman has resigned since yesterday from the factory. I don't know what job or unemployment. I don't know!"
Adam just left without saying goodbye.
His heart ached rejected Amel who preferred Lukman.
He is far above all Lukman.
Amelia is a really annoying girl in her eyes right now.
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