Forgive Me My Wife
Hanin and Kinanti

"I haven't taken a shower yet, it still smells of smoke." Complain Hanin, who was then in a tight hug from behind by Prasetya.

"It just so happens that I haven't had a bath either. Then we take the same bath." Take Prasetya.

"If the bath is the same, it will definitely not be finished in the bathroom." added Hanin.

"Can't argue that the husband has gone mad." Pras Say. Who knows already carrying Hanin's body into his carrier. And take her to the bathroom.

Arriving in the bathroom. They really took a shower together.

The couple is now under a warm shower in the bathroom.

At first, Prasetya stood his back to Hanin. A moment later, he turned around and faced his wife.

As their faces face each other. And those two eyes looked at each other. Both Prasetya and Hanin then brought their faces closer together. Kissing each other is inevitable.

Under the shower that flowed hard at that time. The couple seemed to be kissing affectionately and passionately.

"I love you very much Haningrum. Promise me never to leave me. Whatever happens." whispered Prasetya to his beloved wife.

"Mas always talks like that. Though there is no need to promise, I will always be loyal to you. I don't have to promise. I've been loyal to you." Hanin replied while touching Prasetya's cheeks with both hands.

"I wouldn't be able to live without you by my side Han. You are half my life. When I married you first. I was just an ordinary employee who had nothing. Ever since I married you. I'm trying to get up and build my own company. It doesn't take long. My company is growing. And you know, it's all because of you."

"Mas was wrong, what Mas got was all from the Almighty, although Hanin also helped prayer. I believe in Mas Prasetya. Mas Pras will never be weird out there, will you!" Heard Hanin's words. Prasetya then froze.

"Hanin believes completely the same Mas Prasetya. If that person is very loyal. I will never do anything that could make our relationship break. For example, sorry to cheat. They are free to do activities out there. Because Hanin strongly believes Mas will never play women, let alone cheat. Hanin believed in me very much. Hanin believed that Mas would not do such things. As long as Mas Prasetya was always honest with Hanin, not a single person could influence Hanin's loyalty as well as Mas Prasetya." Tandas Hanin was full of confidence.

"The love Hanin had for Mas Prasetya was a sincere love. When I decided to accept Mas Prasetya proposal first. That was because, Hanin also already had the same taste Mas Prasetya. And when Mas Prasetya married me. I've decided to become a full-time housewife. Even though I had just graduated from college. I decided not to work, because I wanted to be a wife who could serve her husband. And that I hold until now Mas. I'm at home, taking care of Ali, the fruit of our love and taking care of your needs. And I'm happy to do it. I feel, our home life is like being blessed with God. Because as a husband and wife, we have both carried out and our obligations. Doesn't the household also serve for worship. And we did that, Mas." Hanin said with full innocence and sincerity.

"Yes Dear. You're my angel." Sahut Prasetya's. Then, Prasetya seemed to again enjoy Hanin's soft lips under the shower at that time. And the couple who loved each other back together. To perform activities that are more than kissing.

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Hostel

Kinanti who was at the boarding house at the time. Seemed busy in front of his laptop.

He seems to be working on some unfinished office work he is doing in the office.

While feeding food to his mouth. Kinanti seemed to divide the focus for work and also for dinner at that time.

As he was chewing his food, suddenly nausea burst out from inside Kinanti's stomach.

He smothered his mouth with both hands. Kinanti hurriedly ran to the bathroom to spit out her entrails at that moment.

In the bathroom, Kinanti looked painstakingly spewing out all of her entrails that she had just filled.

Even so, Kinanti still strives for professionals in carrying out her duties in the office. As usual, he wakes up every morning and gets ready for work.

Although in fact, he is currently troubled by the status of pregnancy that he experienced.

Because so far, there is no clarity of attitude shown by Prasetya against him.

Prasetya himself just looks not to know with his condition.

Whereas, Kinanti wanted, The man showed an attitude that at least he cared about the circumstances he was in.

Because, after all, the seed that is in the body and developing in the womb of Kinanti at this time is the seed of Prasetya, the biological child of the boss.

When Kinanti was daydreaming something about Prasetya.

Drying his cellphone instantly disperse the concentration of Kinanti.

Kinanti then grabbed her phone and picked up the phone call.

It turned out that phone call was from his father who was in the village.

"Assalamu'alaikum Father." A Hello to the Father.

"Waalikumsalam Kinanti. Nduk, what are you doing?"

"Obviously, Mr. Kinan again work in an unfinished job this afternoon at the office" replied Kinanti.

"Eat already?" Ask the Father from the phone.

"It's Sir." Kinanti replied, but all the contents of his stomach had just spewed again.

"Father just go straight, Nduk said it. I told you about what happened to you. As a Father, there is a little bit of disappointment that you feel with Nduk. But yes, whatever the disappointment, it is no use if it is ventilated. You know, you weren't completely wrong at the time. Your mother has told me everything and has told me a lot. And you just message, you want you to go home first to the village. You can't talk about this and then make a phone call. So you ask permission first with your boss to go back to the village. Look for the right reasons so that you are allowed by the boss to go home. You can't talk about this issue over the phone. I want to talk to you directly." His father Kinanti sounded serious.

"Yes already then sir, tomorrow Kinan will be the same permission Mr. Prasetya to go home."

"Yes, that's good. Be careful on the Nduk. I'm waiting at home."

"Yes sir." Their conversation was then interrupted.

I should go home first.

This is a disgrace anyway.

I can't endure it alone. Moreover, Mr. Prasetya is also just silent.

Thankful that my Mom and Dad were so understanding. I am so thankful to have parents like them. I've been ashamed of my family name, especially my Mom and Dad.