YOUNG WIFE POLICE SIR
FAIL AGAIN
The sound of running footsteps rang out, Aliya chased after Altha who had already run first to the room.
"Not yet to go to bed, Al wants to feel connected to Ayang." Al turned his lips to kiss.
"Have you got an answer to the question I asked you?" Alt shut Aliya's mouth, pushing her away.
Aliya's head bowed, directly jumping onto the bed. Al doesn't know what it's like to be in love, and doesn't understand what the difference is.
"Here, Al wants to ask." Al's hand waved asking Altha to come closer.
Altha immediately complied, sitting next to Al who was still tangent wanted to ask what and was afraid if she would get caught up in her own question.
"What is love? why do we need to have love?" Al frowned, looking intently at her husband who was just smiling.
"You know what that kid is?" Altha smiled looking at Aliya's very innocent face.
"Fruit of love, emh .. happiness enhancer child. Citra and Roby can have children when they don't love each other." Aliya's tone is high, but immediately low because it mentions the name Citra.
"I'm Altha not Roby, we don't have to talk about other people's life stories. Enough talking about our relationships and our happiness, not having to think about people's business." A cold smile was seen.
Altha was not angry about Aliya who always compared her and Roby differently. Alt always makes happiness his way.
"Al I have not demanded anything in the past, you are good I am much better, you are evil I process by legal means. I can't judge myself, at least I don't harm others."
Aliya immediately hugged tightly, apologizing for being careless. Aliya promised not to discuss the past and was busy commenting on other people's lives.
"We just live our household, I'm sincere Aliya wants to improve the relationship with you. Even though our meeting wasn't wonderful, I wish we had a wonderful ending." Hugs Altha tightly, fusing her body with Al.
Aliya stared with doubt, Al still had trouble distinguishing the sincerity of Altha or she was just an escape.
"Who loves Al?"
Chief Altha shook her head, she did not want to say love without proof. Alt wants to make a good marriage and see how much love.
Not a single hint of resentment, anger or disappointment towards Aliya, Altha knew Al was a good boy and would guide Al to the good path.
"I'm not perfect Aliya, and have a lot of flaws. Can we get past that deficiency together?"
"You asked Aliya to fall in love, but you're not in love yet." Aliya hit Altha's chest, pinched her strongly in annoyance.
Altha immediately let out a small laugh, rubbing her chest that felt pain. Altha felt it, but did not know how to say it.
Alt is happy with Aliya, the burden of trouble, fatigue immediately disappears when he sees it. Altha realized that she was in love, but did not dare to say it because she was still hesitant about her own feelings.
"Al I'm afraid you too will leave, I don't have the courage to confess love. Should I wait for you to fall in love." Altha could only ask in her heart, following the flow of her life story.
Al sleeps on Altha's back, annoyed by Al's reply saying he doesn't love her.
"Altha, why do you accept me even sleeping together?" Al looked, but there was no answer.
Altha's eyes were still open, she still could not sleep and knew that Aliya also could not sleep.
"Done, come on." Aliya patted Altha's shoulder softly, they could be two bad guys who didn't care about the feeling of love.
Aliya wanted Altha to change her principle of relating out of love, there was no point in them waiting for the feelings that came before them probably without them noticing.
Altha's eyes closed, trying to ignore Aliya who pulled her shirt.
"Al, sleep."
"I ask for my right Altha." Aliya hit it upset.
Al immediately stepped back, smiling sweetly biting his lips still hesitating.
"Alright, we're talking about the child later anyway he's not easy to shape. Mora is still a child to have a sister, Tika also still needs special attention." Aliya asked for Altha's understanding.
Altha's smile was visible, Aliya was very good at negotiating. The two of them if met most endless deals.
"Tomorrow you didn't go to college?"
"Aliya doesn't care about college, let's get laid." Aliya blinked her eyes.
Altha immediately goosebumps, directly running from the top of the bed. Ask Aliya to stop and stay in bed.
"Don't, come here." Al stared intently asking Altha to come closer.
"Al you are ordinary, where there are people who want to make love, but like to be pounced on." Alt sat on the sofa shaking his head looking at Aliya's rolling behavior on the bed from laughing.
"You're so funny Altha, afraid of women." Al got out of bed, hugging Altha who was playing her phone.
Alt's phone had already fallen on the floor, the voice of the two was no longer heard. Al's smile was seen seeing Altha's eyes closed.
"We're moving to the singles." Alt releases a kiss.
Aliya's phone rang, Altha immediately picked it up. Altha's sharp gaze saw Roby's name contacting Aliya at midnight.
Without Altha's approval to answer, her clenched hands made Aliya flustered and immediately stepped closer.
[What did you do to call Aliya at midnight? is there any urgent matter, if Mora's business you can contact me, not Aliya.] Altha immediately threw Al's phone on the bed.
Aliya immediately sat quietly, now Aliya only knew that Altha was very jealous. He can pretend to be kind to people, but cannot cover up his jealousy.
Seeing Altha's gaze made Aliya afraid, not daring to stare and could only remain silent.
"What's the matter with Roby?"
Aliya explains that she wants Mora to stay with them temporarily, and asks Roby to persuade Citra.
"Why not talk to me first? what's the reason you asked Mora to stay here? why do you have to communicate with each other in the middle of the night? good." great." Altha immediately stepped out.
Aliya immediately jumped up and down, berate Roby, want Al to break the phone. His plan to make love failed miserably.
It was difficult to persuade Altha, and ultimately failed. Luck was not on his side.
"Fuck Roby, failed is a good plan tonight." Al pulled out a blanket and covered his head.
In the darkness Altha kept silent, betrayed Citra made Altha more possessive and easily emotional when dealing with the heart.
"Why should I be angry? Altha's stupid." Alt ruffled her hair, blaming her stupid self angry at Aliya.
The sound of the phone rang out, Altha turned on the lights and saw Aliya's bag still left in the living room.
"How many girls is this cell phone?" Altha saw the call from the unrecognized number.
The missed call, the incoming message Altha could read it and made Altha frown.
"Why did Aliya investigate my parents' accident?"
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