I'm marrying my husband
Requesting Permission

''You why, Mas?'' asked Anastasya to the husband, because from then on the man who was so loved it looked agitated. Rama was about to say something, from earlier Tasya always faithfully waiting, but after almost twenty-five minutes, Rama remained silent, he laid his body on the mattress, then rose again, and then rose again, sometimes he looks at his phone screen.

While Tasya is still faithfully sitting on the sofa in their room, Tasya is checking some reports sent by his employees to the laptop, financial statements of Tasya's boutique that has been running for three years. Now Tasya's boutique has grown rapidly and has branches in several places.

Tasya did not focus on checking reports of seeing the strange behavior of the husband, not usually the husband is nervous like tonight.

''Em, honey, here, sit here, '' Pinta Rama while patting the mattress next to him, ''There's something Mas wants to say to you.

Without replying to the husband, Tasya closed the laptop, he immediately stood up from sitting down, then he walked over to Rama.

Tasya sat next to Rama, according to what her husband wanted.

Rama embraces the body of the wife, until Tasya's head has been leaning on the chest of his field, repeatedly Rama dipped the head of the wife gently. The distinctive aroma of shampoo that emanates from Tasya's hair, making Rama never tired of tasting her.

''What's up, Mas?'' Tasya asked again, he looked up at the handsome face of the husband with a close enough distance.

''Dear, Mas would like to ask permission for you to marry again, Rama said smoothly with irregular heartbeat. He was nervous as he said that, he was afraid Tasya was furious at him.

Hearing what Rama said, immediately made Tasya break away from the husband's embrace. He took his body away from Rama.

He looked at Rama with a sharp gaze, a peeking gaze looked at the perfect face of the husband, then his eyes were fixed on the eyes of the man in front of him. As Tasya could see, there was no lie from the sentence that came out of Rama's mouth just now. Tasya knew, Rama said consciously and thoughtfully.

''What did you say? Marry again? I mean, Mas wants to bring honey to me?'' the question streaked out of Tasya's mouth. His voice raspy with netra started to glaze over.

''Yes, Tasya. Mas wants to have children, who knows with Mas remarried with another woman Mas can soon have many children, said Rama lowered his head. Honestly, it felt like he could not see the face of the wife who suddenly became sad with a clear circle that had filled the eyelids.

''He is Juwita, '' Rama replied again.

''Juwita your secretary in the office?''

''Yes, '' Rama answered briefly.

Hearing that, making Tasya's heart so painful, tonight was never expected by her husband would hurt her so deeply.

She did not expect the husband could wish her with Juwita. Tasya had already recognized who Juwita was, because every time Tasya to the office delivered lunch for her husband, she always met Juwita. Once Tasya caught Rama and Juwita wet being alone in Rama's room, during lunchtime, when other employees were in the canteen.

At that time Tasya was suspicious of Rama, but because Rama continued to convince Tasya that between himself and Juwita there was nothing to make Tasya believe, just believe, because at that time Tasya was so sure that Rama loved him very much, Rama would hold fast to the loyalty of their love, but tonight, what came out of Rama's lips has explained everything, it has shaken his trust in the head of his family.

''How long has it been?'' again, Tasya asked.

''Um, before her Mas apologise, Tasya. Mas and Juwita have been in a relationship for a year, we are secretly in a relationship behind you, now Juwita is pregnant, so with a heavy heart Mas told you everything. Juwita continued to urge that Mas immediately marry her, and besides that because Mas was also impatient to accompany Juwita every day during her pregnancy, Mas was very happy with her pregnancy,'' clearly Rama is long.

Tasya was powerless to stem her tears, in the end her cries broke as well, she covered her mouth with her palms so that her crying voice could not be heard clearly.

''I'll let you marry again, Mom!'' tasya said in a hoarse voice, then after that he walked with wide footsteps out of the room. For now it feels like Tasya wants to contemplate alone, contemplate his stupidity and ignorance all this time, he may not know that all this time the husband has been living love with other women, he said, their relationship has been together for a year.

Seriate.