His Virgin Ex Wife
His confession

The two women's eyes slowly began to open. A few times he felt on the cheek. He slowly sighed, then looked at the ceiling.

The woman found her ex-husband, sitting so quietly by the bed. The man smiled gently and then stroked his cheek again. Happiness filled Rayya's mind.

He closed his eyes again while recalling the previous incident. This isn't his room. Rayya knew very well that this was a foreign room. He began to remember what he was going through. This morning I watched a video on my phone. Then, she ran barefoot, almost losing her sanity just to come to her ex-husband. All along the way, her mind was full of bad things about her husband, how much he needed her, missed her, kept the love for her, forgotten the fact that he was probably really fed up with her.

Gentle rubbing she felt on the cheeks. The hand was really warm. Rayya even thought that... Daus still loves him. He wanted to be uprooted because he had seen firsthand that there were many remnants of romance here and there that Daus did with his new wife. Rayya is absolutely crazy if you still dare to dream how much Daus loves her!

Reflexes he tried to get rid of the man's hands that gently rubbed his cheeks, forehead, lips, eyes, even strands of hair. Daus flinching, he went back to doing it. gentler. The woman cried, holding back a sob when she realized that this was all real.

He closed his eyes more strongly, hoping that when he opened it later, his eyes saw that this was all just a nightmare. He wanted time to wake up, but they were still married. Daus didn't divorce her then.

Rayya felt a movement beside her. His eyes opened when he heard someone moaning. He looked towards the voice.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, '" said the man then gathered right on the edge of the bed.

Rayya chose to sit down, then lowered her legs facing towards her ex-husband. The man is still raving.

"Sorry, '" he repeated.

Rayya looked straight. He sighed, held back a sob and wiped his own tears. The woman continued to cry without a sound.

" Why are you sorry?"

The man sobbed even harder, then focused his forehead on Rayya's knee.

"Mas" he said, then rushed down and sat down beside the man.

Rayya hugged him. Smell at her cheeks, then her neck but she fell silent. The kiss stopped when she looked at the reddish marks. Rayya is forced to become completely aware when she finds new evidence that her hopes are empty, this is really happening. The man is no longer his. It looks like it was slapped so hard.

Rayya tried hard, then hugged her tightly. He focussed on the man's arm. "Mas why?"

The man raised his head and sat up straight, facing the woman. "Mas..apologies."

Rayya tried to smile. "Mas... got it wrong?" Her arms took off hugs, then her eyes flashed straight, looking at her ex-husband.

Daus stared softly then slowly nodded before returning softly. "Mas..had hurt you" he replied.

Rayya sighed. "Mas still in love?"

Daus looked in fear.

Rayya repeated it, leaning a forehead on the man's arm. "Mas still in love with Rayya?"

Daus blinked then stroked Rayya's head. "You.. What do you want me to say?"

"What do you want to answer to you? Did you want Mas to say that Mas still loves you?"

"I want to be honest" he replied quickly. "I want to be honest with me" he repeated.

Daus shook his head.

"Mas once said that Mas used to... Mas used to hate Rayya? Continues to... Mas suddenly said Mas likes Rayya, Mas nerima our marriage. Continues to... Mas... Ask for a divorce! What... Do you hate Rayya anymore?"

Daus shook his head, then tried to close his eyes. If again for the umpteenth time he was forced to face Rayya in this sad state.

"We've discussed this, Rayya," she replied gently then stroked the woman's head slowly. "We've talked about this before" he repeated. "Mas used to be wrong because Mas diabolin you. At that time I was not aware that if you are beautiful like this," he said with a smile, sweet. "Well, you've said that the divorce was not Rayya's fault, but pure Mas's fault. You've talked, haven't you?!"

"But Mas hasn't given Rayya the real answer. Why, Mas? Am I less beautiful? Am I less sweet? Am I not good? Am I...."

"Rayya, Rayya! Listen Mas! I don't want you to be like this, you can't beat yourself up!" The thrust was quick, shaking both of the woman's shoulders. "Look at Mas! You are Tsurayya Busro. You are proud of Grandpa, not even one person should underestimate you! Knows right?!" 

Rayya blinked at the words of her ex-husband.

"Why do you always underestimate yourself? You are beautiful, you are good, you are the most perfect woman for Mas to make a wife, Rayya," he said with a gentle smile.

"Why... Ask for a divorce... Mas says... Rayya's the most perfect woman to... marry?" Ask while shaking. His two lips could not even make a sound if his confusion did not take over his mind. His brain was almost at a dead end imagining what this man was planning. It was as if hearing a lot of nonsense when they discussed this matter a few times.

"Why Mas?" Rayya screeched loudly, "Why remarry if Rayya is that perfect? Why would you divorce Rayya if you still love Rayya? Why can you cry so sad? Why would.... Mas... divorced Rayya if Mas... even still have residual taste.... even though it is only sedikiiit, Mas..... still feel love is not the same Rayya?!" the peckers are getting louder. "Java!"

"Rayya, Rayya," the man then rushed to hug his ex-wife to get back down. The woman almost prostrated herself on the floor, as if apologizing to God. What was his biggest mistake that got him removed?

Daus clenched him, calmed him down, channeling a warm feeling between his arms. The man threw Rayya's head onto his shoulder.

"You're too perfect, you've never even been wrong. You're the perfect woman, rayya," she repeated. "Rayya can't keep blaming herself, okay?!"

The woman let go of a hug. He looked confused, again... Daus. What does this guy think? Daus tried to hug her back, then quickly... Rayya let go of the man's hand. He gave a sharp look.

A hug like this will never solve the problem!

The man stared at the ceiling of the room, then looked for courage before looking back at him. "You're not wrong, Rayya. You are not lacking anything. You are perfect. You.. passed perfectly even... Mommy...." Daus sighed then continued his sentence. "Mas.com doesn't deserve to be your husband."

What the....

"Where?" demand's quick. "Saying how?"

"Mas.I think you're too perfect, Rayya. I don't dare to be your husband."