
...Tears, why do you always insist on going out....
...Don't know, if I want to smile....
...If it's like this, how can I smile....
...When my eyes and heart never agree....
...Really, what am I doing?...
...Is it wrong if I choose the steep path for the light of happiness?...
...Heart, happy! When you are happy, your mouth will smile and your eyes will narrow....
...-viona Kamelia-...
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A day feels like a month. Ah, even this was not even a day she was in that house. But she misses her days with her mother, every moment she spends working. "Wait, Vio. You're working right now, aren't you?" he said encourage himself.
"Yes, I have to be excited. For the sake of mother's treatment, to heal quickly," continued the girl who is currently changing clothes and standing in front of the room window.
Whether she's in the house until when, you can imagine if she starts serving Ethan tonight, and next month is already pregnant. You can be sure that he will only be there for ten months. However, if until next month she has not been pregnant, then, it will be much longer.
Again the beautiful woman wearing the instant hijab exhaled a rough breath. Actually he was still a little surprised, when he could-cannya without asking him, but in the closet the room was already full of clothes that he really liked. That is, the pants are not tight and the top is loose, as well as an instant hijab that is certainly easy when in everyday wear. Another one, the very unpacked da la man, according to its size.
"Bu Erina had really thought of everything, even preparing well for everything. Actually, why can't Erina get pregnant? Really barren, huh?"
He turned his heel and tried to sit back in bed, opening his phone. So many messages asking him why it no longer works. However, all of them he responded with the word, [i moved places.] as soon as the reply he gave to all his friends at the cake shop.
Although many more statements submitted by his friends, but he only responded with an emot smile.
Finally, a night of greeting. This day the girl obeyed what Ethan had told her. He did not help the housekeepers, he only went down when meal time arrived. Although, he had no taste, yet, still even though he was a little forced to put rice into his mouth.
He will not let his body until it hurts and will trouble Erina as well as Ethan. It will certainly lengthen his time there.
When eight o'clock arrived, where he had just finished praying isya. He heard the car stop down there. It's clear that it's Ethan, her contract husband.
I think the girl is not careless. He also seems to still be unwilling to have a husband-wife relationship with a man who is much older than him. But ....
The sound of the room door opening, made the girl who was still wearing the face turn to the source of the voice.
"Hi, just finished?" ask Ethan who is just now in. His face looked tired, his clothes had not even changed, still wearing clothes this morning.
Viona answered nothing but a nod of the head. Then he could hear a rough gasp of breath coming out of the man's mouth.
Ethan shakes. "No need. I just need a shower. You can get ready, after the shower I do not want to waste time. Because then I have to go home."
Viona was silent, "get ready?" his murmur was inaudible.
The man who had been sitting had now entered the bathroom, and it was all the more confusing Viona was. She gulped her saliva rough, and what she did next was to take off her face and put on her headscarf again.
In fact he did not prepare anything, because he really did not understand what he had to prepare for a union.
Viona sat unsettled, her feet knocked on the floor, her hands she was a s-r e m a s because of nervousness. Until where when the bathroom door opens and Ethan comes out with a towel that he wrapped around the waist and on the knees only. His body was still a little wet, the water from the strands of his hair dripped, making the beautiful girl look down to avoid the beautiful scenery.
Because, even though Ethan's age is a lot. However, its charm is not inferior to that of the young.
"Are you not ready?" ask Ethan as he approaches.
"I don't know, sir. What are you prepared for?" tanyanya polo's.
"Geez, Erina gave me a baby," muttered Ethan who could still be heard well by Viona.
"Here, you." Ethan who was already standing in front of the woman sitting down lowered his hand. "Stand," the man continued.
Gulping her saliva back violently, Viona returned the helping hand and stood up. Cold sweat began to flood his body, it felt like he was really scared and not ready yet. However, also resigned.
Without the ba-bi-bu, Ethan opens Viona's headscarf. Believe me then, he was a little stunned when he found his secret wife's face as a whole, so beautiful and cute. Especially with beautiful shoulder-length hair. However, it was only for a moment. Because he reminded himself of Erina, the legitimate wife and the wife he loved so much.
The man then opened all the packages. Even to the glasses of horses and the Bermuda triangle. Viona cried at that moment, as she was already without anything in front of the man who was about to take her flying over the clouds.
The handsome man greatly admired the shape of T u b u h Viona, but he did not say so. Instead, what Ethan did was turn off the bright lights, leaving only the dimmer light that forced its way through the fentilation cracks from the balcony.
Ethan knows, this is Viona's first time. And so, he did everything very gently. So soft, the tears that had just come out just now turned into a pleasant bird chirp in the man's sense of hearing.
If only, the one he was carrying flying was Erina, perhaps he would say that the current taste was very beautiful. He even wants to repeat it again and again.
But, he realized. This is just a contract. Until it is finished he reached the peak of nirvana, he then detached himself from the beautiful feeling. Leaving Viona in a weak and helpless state. In fact, Ethan then cleans himself and changes clothes, then just leave from there. Without a word, let alone a kiss. There's nothing at all.
Leaving the weak and weak woman alone in a dark room.
Suddenly, the tears came back. Wet the tip of the eye until it soaks the pillow he sleeps.
"Well, it's no different from p e l a c u r" said Viona with a loud cry.
Resisting the pain down there, all over the body and in his heart.