
"So you want me to believe? Obviously, I don't want your talaq!"
Instead of answering, Lizi just turned her body about to step away. But before the leg left Farez any further, the man quickly grabbed Lizi's hand.
"Don't go! Answer first dong, Zi," said Farez.
"What the hell, sir. I just want to sit down, tired of standing up!"
Du-sitting?
Speechless, Farez could not say anything to respond to his wife and simply let go of his hand. Let Lizi walk away and sit on the edge of the bed.
"Why are you still standing, you're not tired?" tanya Lizi sounded a little frontal.
Without saying, Farez walked over. But instead of sitting next to Lizi, he squatted under the wife's feet.
"Why are you squatting downstairs? Cepet stand! I'm sitting on top, not down!" Lizi tried to pull Farez's hand, but the man still chuckled unwilling to move.
"No! I won't stand until you give me an excuse, why ask for a divorce!" Farez.
Hearing that, Lizi fell silent and immediately let go of Farez's hand. His heart ached, he also did not know about his feelings for this man who was crouching in front of him. A few days together, Lizi admitted that she was comfortable with the existence of Farez. The man seemed to be able to compensate for his brain which was indeed gesrek.
Farez was so considerate, ignorant also knew the limits, unlike him. Even after today's incident, he felt that his innocence was indeed a little too late. But Farez is not angry, he just patiently faced Lizi.
"Why silence?" Farez broke the wife's daydream.
"Indeed, since when do you like it?" Lizi started to ventured to ask about Farez's feelings.
Maybe he himself is comfortable and comfortable. But because Farez tricked him several times, there was pain in his heart. Lizi was afraid, if Farez was just playing around.
"From the first time you came here," Farez replied a little casually.
What the ... How many years has it been? Is this not wrong for people?
"Fathers have never been married, why did Cepet fall in love? No need to cheat me again, sir." Lizi turned her face and let out a long sigh.
Farez sighed, then got up and sat down next to Lizi. Highlight his eyes straight ahead, looking away at the door that was still open.
"Before Bokap died, he left one of his friends' children. At that time I was in college, my young soul was still struggling, but forced into marriage that way." Farez's voice sounded a little heavier.
"Honestly, two years married, I don't have a taste. Not in love, not comfortable. Gini's story, I'm kind of guilty of it if I remember."
"Certainly? Are you divorced?"
"We're in divorce," Farez replied a little flatly.
"Yes?"
"Death."
Lizi was stunned to hear Farez's reply. All this time he only knew Farez as a widower, but had never heard the reason he became a widower. Now, that reason had already been expressed directly by him.
"When she got married, she was very sick and our marriage only lasted 3 more years" Farez explained.
"He's a good man. Yeah, I admit it, it's just, I still haven't been interested until he breathed his last."
"Certainly, why did you survive?"
"Amanah bokap, how else. But I've been clear to him about my feelings and responsibilities as a husband."
Lizi nodded, trying to understand the story of the husband. Whether it was true or not, he could find out after this.
"So, you've never been …."
From some questions that came out of Lizi's lips since then, only now did he issue his absrud question. But this absrud question is exactly what Farez is waiting for.
"I'm a real man, honey. At least once twice. I'm also a husband, as I give him a living."
Okay, that makes sense too.
Lizi nodded her head again, understanding Farez's words that had a point. While Farez who saw Lizi nodded, immediately pulled the body of the wife and hugged her.
"Don't make me make your talak, 'cause I won't say that, you know?!"
This is like Om former widower, not so widower again 🤣🤣
Hope readers to be the third wife, auto run aground 🤭🤣🤣