The Charm of an Unloved Husband
Raka's Desire

Bianca and Raka go on a culinary tour near the beach. This culinary is also not far from the hotel where they stay, so they will walk after eating.

Raka reached into his cellphone, he then pointed the camera in front of his wife's beautiful face.

"Bia, try to face here." Pinta Raka's.

Bianca turned her head, she was not ready at all so that when the camera sounded, Bianca could believe it would be ugly.

"Mas, ahh delete! I don't want my face to be ugly!" bianca was upset.

Raka chuckles, he shows his picture to his wife. Bianca did not smile, but still looked beautiful.

"It's really pretty." Praise Raka earnestly.

"No, I'm doing that again. I delete!!" pinta Bianca whining.

Raka remained on her decision to keep the photo. He didn't want to delete it, because he thought it was very funny.

"Later in the room." Raka said with a smile so wide.

Bianca snorted, she chose to eat her food with her face bent. It's free if you keep asking to be removed, Raka certainly won't want to.

Bianca looked at Raka who was also eating her food with nosy, she then reached into the small bag she was carrying and took her phone.

"Mas, let's take a picture of the two." Bring Bianca.

Raka looked at his wife, he was very happy to hear the words of the wife who invited him to take a photo together.

"Come on!" balas Raka enthusiastically.

Bianca pointed her cell phone camera at them. Raka and Bianca have put on the best face possible to look good later.

But in fact Bianca wants revenge, she pinched the leg of her husband until Raka grimaced. At that time, Bianca immediately pressed the camera button.

"Darling …." Raka looked at his wife with a slight whine.

Bianca laughed, she showed me the picture where she smiled sweetly, while Raka was like a persecuted person.

"Today you put it in our room yeah, let Kiano know his mom's happy." Bianca.

Raka chuckled, he rubbed his wife's head affectionately.

"So you're happy?" ask Raka.

Bianca nodded. "Yes, very happy." Answer Bianca.

Bianca fell silent after a while, she turned her head to look at Raka who was also looking at her.

"I'm glad you're happy, Bi. It's always like this, I'll try harder." Said Raka with a voice that was lurking in Bianca's ear.

Bianca did not answer, she put down her phone, then continued to eat her food.

Raka brought his face closer and kissed his wife's cheek briefly.

Bianca glared, she turned her head towards her husband. "Mas, what the hell!" bianca Tegur.

Raka did not reply, just smiled and went back to eating her food as well.

After eating, Raka and Bianca left the culinary tour. Bianca said they had to leave immediately, or maybe her weight went up later because of food.

Raka and Bianca both opened their footwear, so that each foot could feel the softness of the beach sand.

"Become." Call Raka without looking at his wife.

"What?" sahut Bianca turned her head, looking at her handsome husband's face.

"May I ask for my present now?" ask Raka. This time the man looked at his wife's face.

Bianca swallowed her lump of saliva, she was suddenly nervous and afraid of what reward Raka wanted.

Bianca nodded, she did not want to cheat.

"Yes, Mas. What do you want?" ask Bianca back.

Raka smiled, he clasped Bianca's left hand with his right hand, then invited her to sit on the beach.

"We're sitting here, yes, I'll tell you what I want." Raka.

"Yes, Mum." Timpal Bianca resigned.

The sound of the waves accompanied a married couple who were enjoying the cool beach breeze.

Bianca closed her eyes, enjoying the coolness of the air that hit her face and her entire body.

"Become." Call Raka, her hand tucked the hairdresser behind the girl's ear.

Bianca opened her eyes, she looked at her husband full of questions.

"Hmm?" sahut Bianca returned the husband's gaze.

"I want to ask for my present now." Raka said slowly, even so Bianca can still hear because of the position of their faces are very close.

Bianca nodded her head slowly, the fear coming back inside the girl's heart.

"Don't be afraid, honey. I'm not going to ask for anything, including asking for my rights." Raka Tutur.

Raka's hand, which was tucking a child's hair, now switched to rubbing Bianca's delicate cheeks.

Bianca was between shock and glad to hear Raka's words. He had thought that Raka would ask for his right tonight, but he was wrong.

"I don't want to be selfish, Bi. I love you more than anything, so I won't ask for anything if you're forced to do it." Said Raka again.

"So what are you asking for?" ask Bianca slowly.

Raka pulled Bianca's head to lean against her chest, while she would rub her wife's shoulders.

"I'm just asking you to learn to accept me, Bi. I just want us both to get to know each other better." Answer Raka.

"The rest of our time in Bali, I hope to make us both know and understand each other. For God's sake, Bi. This honeymoon I didn't expect to ask for my rights, I'd rather you could accept me as a husband, or maybe a friend." Raka added sincerely from the heart.

Bianca pulled away from her husband's embrace, she looked at Raka who was smiling so calmly.

"I married you not only want me to be my bedmate, but want me to be happy. Happy it can be from anywhere, even when we sit together like this I'm already very happy." Raka said without looking at his wife.

Bianca just kept silent, her eyes constantly watching Raka's face staring straight at the sea.

"For years I have loved you in silence, and now that you belong to me, I will not let you go just because of my selfishness." Said Raka again.

"Mas." Call Bianca.

Raka turned her head with a smile, and a warm gaze as usual.

"What, Honey?" sahut Raka's.

Bianca did not speak, she instead stared straight as Raka had done earlier.

"You know what, honey? For me, love is like sand.." Raka took the beach sand in her hand.

"The more we hold, the less he'll be." Added Raka then grasped the sand so that the sand inside her hand was slowly starting to fall and run out.

"Mas mean?" ask Bianca.

"That's just like you, Bia. I don't want to force you too much, I don't want you to go." Answer Raka.

"Having you with a status that is already lawful as it is now for me is a gift of God. You and Kiano, are God's most priceless gifts." Said Raka again.

Hearing Raka's words actually makes Bianca's chest feel tight. There was an uneasy feeling in the girl when she realized the amount of love the man had for her.

"Why do you love me so much, Mom?" ask Bianca.

Raka laughs. "There's no reason for me not to love you. You're a good girl, beautiful and loving." Answer Raka.

Bianca was about to speak, but Raka cut her off.

"Yes, I remember how you behaved the same way Kiano used to. But I also know that the attitude you show is not the real you. You just need time. And it turns out, now you love Kiano so much." Said Raka who understood that the wife wanted to bring up the old attitude towards Kiano.

"You can keep doing this, Mom. Can you live with a girl who doesn't love you?" ask Bianca seriously.

"Can, as long as the girl is you. I was ready to wait until I died. As long as you're always by my side." Raka answered seriously.

Bianca fell silent, the more she spoke, the more Raka's answer left her claustrophobic.

"That's all I want, Bi. Now let's go back to the hotel," take Raka.

The man got up from his seat, then extended his hand to his wife.

Bianca replied to her husband's hand, she followed Raka's steps beside her.

WHICH THOUGHT WOULD BE MP, PATIENCE YA🤣

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