Wife Sense of Depcollector
Chapter 32: Real, Spelled Drama

Just wanted to answer to express his thoughts. Suddenly there was the sound of screaming coming out from the earphones, making him aghast in disbelief. Since when the call is connected and the shrill voice of the call is deafening.

"Mas, wait a minute." Asthma grabbed the phone behind her, turned off the bluetooth, then put the cheek object against her ear. "Assalamu'alaikum, Bee."

[Waalaikumsalam, who is he? Show me!]~jawan Ovita with a cynical tone, making Asma glance towards her husband who is still waiting for her.

"Bee, I still need time. Can ....,"

[No. I want to know everything right now! Don't avoid my questions just for classic reasons as usual. Right now, tell me!] ~tegas Ovi did not want to give up, this time not only curiosities that shackle, but he needed honesty from his best friend.

Rejection that sounded like the drums of war, made Asma rub his face rough. The girl felt wrong. One side had to explain to Rey, her husband and the other side revealed a truth that inevitably ended with a lecture at length.

Let him nag from A to Z until the ears heat up. For a moment just be a listener without giving a complaint, until finally the voice from across came to a halt due to coughing. Naturally, if you run out of words and breath. The friend always speaks in the highest octave.

"Bee, I'm married and currently living in my husband's house. I can't hide this much longer. Sorry I can't grant your little request." The voice was soft but it sounded so clear across.

Not the answer I got. It was precisely the sound of joyful cheers filled the eardrum. Bizarrely. Shouldn't be angry? Then, why does Ovi sound so happy? Didn't you hear wrong? The anxiety that struck his heart and mind, instantly came to a halt. What was missing from him?

[Congratulations, Honey. You know, this is the news I've been waiting for a long time. I am so happy for you, my chatter. Anyway, best for you. Now, let's video call. Introduce me to my sister-in-law.] ~ said Ovita after mastering her booming emotions filled with real happiness.

Fainting maybe? What is serious meaning? If you have an absurd friend who always scots the heart. Strange, but well so. An Ovita Ayunda. Only the bar-bar girl had always been his place of grievance for the last nearly four years of his life.

"Mas, can you call video? Emm, I'm gonna introduce you to my sister." Pinta Asma was not feeling well, it was fortunate that her husband nodded his head approving of her request.

Audio calls become video calls. Face that is always covered with makeup polish with lips forward ten inches. If you are happy. Why are they still manyun? It turned out that only the voice was filled with peace, but the expression was still a lashing mode. You really need to be extra patient.

"Hay, Bee. Can you really put your lips first, can't you? That's too advanced." Temptation Asma tried to change the atmosphere so as not to be awkward again, but his best friend actually increasingly sing his lips to look strange. "Bee!"

[Huft, okay. Yes already, where is my sister-in-law? I want to see.] ~Ovi according to to be sweet as a good sister.

Not for the sake of attention, but so that Asthma does not change her mind. No matter the direction of the wind to the north or west. Once, his friend decided something. It could be, failing his hopes of getting a chance to see the husband of his chatty girl.

[A deadly sight. Aish, you guys, don't see any single girls, do you?]~ sindir Ovi who also saw everything that happened because the friend's phone lay in a place that could expose the romantic scenery of the couple.

Of jealousy? No. gabe. It's just, melting. The happiness he thought was hard to achieve. All those thoughts disappeared instantly. After seeing the closeness between Asma and the man who became her best friend's husband. There was a sense that turned into a sister's prayer of hope.

However, when the curtain is removed, it makes him see a handsome face that has only existed in the online world. Honestly, his heart was broken. Where did Asthma get a husband like that? Not only was he handsome, but the color of the man's eyes was extremely beautiful. A moment of fascination, until common sense slapped his consciousness.

"Assalamu'alaikum, hay. My name is Reyhan ....,"

[Honey, did you hire someone to convince me? This isn't part of the drama, is it? If so, see what I do.] ~Ovita interrupted Rey's introduction, her gaze looking into probing made Asma pat her own forehead.

"Fail." Not out of thought with the way Ovi who play original thinking nyeleneh. "Ovita Ayunda, this is Reyhan Aditya, my husband. Not a hired man. You think I have that kind of money for just one date night? Hm."

The definite rejection made by Asma presents a distinctive horse grin that adorns the face of Ovita Ayunda. The girl always likes to be spontaneous, but sometimes it is very critical. Sometimes the real evidence alone is not enough to convince the girl.

Happiness with a comforter of laughter adorning the night, resuscitates Rey. If he marries the right girl. It's cold outside, but melting inside. Like the wife who loves herself with her unique personality, but still simple. Tonight, the conversation between the two friends he was looking at. Have an important lesson. Beliefs.

An hour passed. Finally the call ended, leaving a drowsiness that could not be compromised. Touch of the hand that feels at the touch of the waist, left alone. I don't know what Rey did, her eyes closed picking up nature under a dream. Dwell in darkness and silence.

Not with Rey. The man poured his wife's body carefully into the bed. Then, lie down without letting go of the gaze of his eyes that continue to look for peace on the sweet face of the wife. There are no other words but to be grateful.

"I was thinking, why did Bagas choose you as my future wife. Then your request that we don't return to your little world. Two different decisions put me in a dilemma. A few moments drowned in emotion until that belief knocked my heart out. I came back for you and tied us up in a sacred relationship."

The night is getting late, making Rey trapped in hope and reality. His heart wanted to tell him how complicated everything he had gone through was. The fear, anxiety and passion that drove him to step forward. Marriage will not happen. If the belief is not greeting show the right path.

Rey's heartbreak continues. Only, the man was unconscious. Asthma has habits that cannot be changed. No matter the sleepiness that whips. The girl will not fall asleep properly, if she hears a sound. Every word that came from her husband's lips. So clearly infiltrated past his eardrum.

Half an hour passed, turning into silence. There is no more outpouring of heart because all that is heard is the regular roar of breath. Slowly opening his eyelids that were his handsome face soothing. Rey fell asleep, after babbling alone. "Mr Fridge, good night. Sweet dreams." - sweet dreams."

The two fell asleep picking up a dream together, until the night marched towards the contest. I don't know how long you've been enjoying your subconscious. Suddenly, he felt something walking playing on his stomach. Ludicrous touch, "Emm, off."