I am a photographer just call me my name Good, this is a story before I went to prison. I am a young man who has a wife, my wife named Widia, me and he married young Our marriage has been quite a long time. Actually this story is not telling the story of my love and my wife, but the story of my love with Nurul, Nurul is my model and brother of my wife, precisely the biological brother of Widia. Wherever I am I am always with Nurul, because she is my model. My wife does not suspect us both, because she already believes in us, because she thinks we are sisters-in-law.
I don't know why I can love those two siblings, I don't want to lose them because to me they are my soul, so is Nurul, she also loves me very much even though she knows what she did wrong, and will definitely hurt her own sister, but that is love that can drive people crazy, and want to do anything for someone they love.
Every time I want a photo shoot, I always pick Nurul in her apartment, because she lives alone in the apartment. At that time Nurul and I would do a photo shoot in a beautiful forest. In the morning I immediately picked up Nurul, as soon as he opened the door for me, he always hugged me while saying "I love u", and kissed me, because it's a habit we have done from the past, every time we meet we have to say words of love. After he kissed me I also replied to the words "I love u too", and he immediately rushed to prepare the items to be taken to the place of the photo shoot, then we immediately departed.
On the road he always holds my hand tightly, while putting his head on my shoulder, we ride the car alone together, even though I'm a little annoyed when driving the car, but I try to ignore it, because maybe this is the time I only make for Nurul, because everyday I am only with my wife , and almost 2 weeks I did not see Nurul, maybe he missed me. He still continued to hold my hand tightly, and had said "never leave me, and never hurt my sister, I love you both" I immediately answered "I love u", he immediately hugged my body and kissed my cheek.
Arriving at the photo shoot we immediately do hunting, he looks more beautiful when he is done dressing up, like "ANGELS FORGET TO BRING THE WINGS". At the time we were cool shooting suddenly it rained heavily, then we cleaned up the equipment and ran towards the small hut there.
I was trembling with cold, because I was only wearing an ordinary t-shirt, then suddenly Nurul opened his jacket and put my shoulder, I could not bear to see Nurul who took off his jacket, I immediately returned it, but Nurul instead said "You're not cold? just use it for you ". I ignored the word from Nurul, I immediately put a jacket on his shoulder. Then Nurul suddenly sat closer to me and opened his jacket wide, which was placed on the shoulders of both of us, while holding his hand, I then kissed his forehead, and he immediately kissed my lips.
After we waited for about 2 hours, the rain began to subside, we hurried to go home and did not continue the photo shoot because of the cold and tired. On the way home Nurul always held my hand and was never released, sometimes he kissed my cheek. After arriving at the apartment, I drove Nurul inside, told him to rest, then I went straight home. When I was in front of the door to get out, Nurul had called me, I immediately looked at him suddenly Nurul ran and immediately embraced me while saying "Don't leave me", "but I have to go home, Widia is waiting for me" I said, then I kissed her forehead and immediately left.
After arriving home widia was waiting for me, immediately kissed my hand and kissed his forehead. I love him very much, but I'm confused, I start to feel anxious if what I've done is known by Widia, I don't want to hurt Widia's heart. Once also occurred in my mind to leave Nurul, but I could not bear.
One time I came to Nurul's house alone, I permission to my wife to do a photo shoot, but actually I was off, I felt sorry for Nurul who was alone in his apartment. After I arrived there, Nurul immediately hugged me saying "I love u", I answered "I love u too", then we had a relationship. after we finish doing, we lie down and nurul put his head on my chest, suddenly nurul said "I have been pregnant, in this womb your child", I was immediately shocked "haaah, no way, it could be someone else's child, I do not believe" with my loud tone. Nurul also answered "but this is really your child" and while shedding tears "for God's sake, I do s * x only with you, I have never done anything with anyone, other than you", I added angrily, unconsciously I slapped him "aah it's not my child, look for the father of your real child ", he kept crying" you are his father ". I'm more angry "impossible", for some reason I immediately strangled him, because all I think about is afraid of my affair knowing my wife and in-laws. He continued to cry while saying "this is really your child, I love u" I will not ignore the words, because at that time there was only a surge of emotion. when I chuckled, what I was holding Nurul did not rebel at all. Suddenly I realized now that Nurul had died, I immediately left him, and tried to eradicate all the contents of the house, to fool the police into being robbed and murdered.
After a few hours the police came, because the waiter from the apartment called me to know of a corpse, I immediately came and pretended to cry sadly, Nurul immediately taken an ambulance. I was immediately questioned by the police, "Are you a brother of Nurul?", "Yes sir, brother-in-law exactly," the police asked again, "Does Sister Nurul have enemies, or people who hate?", "No sir, Nurul a kind person, so there's no way he has an enemy ”then the policeman was absolutely sure, that this was robbery, not murder. There is one policeman who is still suspicious, why robbery, but nothing is missing, then the police asked permission to inspect my bag, because this police officer suspects that I am acting a little strange, the police check the contents of my bag and find the shooting equipment, then he ask "are you a photographer?" "Yes sir," I replied "but why don't you bring a camera, while other equipment is there" apparently I forgot, my camera was left in Nurul's apartment yesterday, the police asked again, "is this your camera?", "Yes sir, I forgot yesterday to bring it "," Are you willing to provide the contents of your camera "said the police," please sir ". I think in the camera there is nothing that can prove. Finally, all the contents of the photos in my camera were printed, but the results were just photos of Nurul, but all the photos were the same, with a slight difference that is on the expression on her lips.
I also tried to arrange these photos from the first file to the last, it turns out that I opened the sequence of the contents of the photo is Nurul's lips saying "I love u", and from there I began to shed tears actually, I feel sorry for doing this, I also really lost someone who truly sincerely loved me, then I surrendered to the police, that I was the killer. For a moment the police got a telephone call from the hospital that handled Nurul, in fact Nurul's life could still be saved, if only the perpetrators immediately took him to the hospital, actually when Nurul's TKP survived, he died after he arrived at the hospital. It might be different if only Bagus took him directly to the hospital, his life could still be helped. The doctor who examined Nurul said "I think maybe Nurul did it on purpose, because she knew that if she opened her mouth, the person she loved would be miserable". After hearing the word from the doctor I immediately screamed calling Nurul's name, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry Nurul, I love u" while continuing to cry lamented remorse that I had done.
Eventually I was imprisoned, and after I got out of prison the first place I visited was Nurul's Tomb, I continued to shed tears at Nurul's grave.
"YOU ARE MY ANGEL, YOU MAY BE ASKED TO TAKE BOTH WINGS YOU FORGET YOU CARE WHEN YOU ARE LIVING"
