BETTING

FEELINGS

Those pretty eyes blinked a few times. The atmosphere of this room was no stranger to him. Here's room. Yes, the room is in the house, not the apartment in Germany.

Tiara raised her heavy head, slowly sat down and leaned back on the headboard of the bed. He took a deep breath, trying to remember what had happened.

She had just arrived from the airport, returned home and found her husband on a friendly call to a woman.

Oh God.

His head was pulsing again. It felt like the surroundings of the room were spinning, and only realized that he was alone in this room.

Where is Bisma?

Where is Devan?

Where are the others?

As he was about to get down, he heard the door open. Her husband entered quickly and approached her immediately.

"Don't wake up. You take a break, yeah." The bisma helped her sit back to the bed. The man took a pillow to support his head.

"This is why, Mas?" ask Tiara.

"You fainted. The doctor came here to check." He approached her, taking a sitting position next to Tiara. Wipe the hair of the woman he loves.

"Where's devan?"

"In his room. Play the same bibik. You don't have to think macem. Eat first, yeah. His stomach was empty." Bisma took a bowl of porridge and fed his wife, patiently and painstakingly. A smile adorned his lips as he watched the woman eat voraciously and quickly.

"Laper, huh?" goda.

Tiara blushed in embarrassment. He and Devan just arrived. Never mind eating, they haven't even had time to change clothes.

"That's it, who's on the phone?"

Bisma threw away face. A moment of bowing and regulating emotions. Calm. Don't freak. He won't suspect that you can make a perfect alibi.

"That's temen. Fellow worker" he replied.

Oh My God!

"You know, sometimes there are some who are already deket and I call him dear."

"The lie." His eyes were suspicious. This woman sulks. Habits that are often done by women if there is something stuck in his heart.

A lie? Oh, it is. He lied to his wife.

For what?

For the sake of another woman who is also loved.

"Later explain. You are sleeping again. Taking medicine. The doctor said, the tension dropped. Low blood sugar." He pulled the blanket, fixed the pillow on his head, so that his wife felt more comfortable while lying down.

Bhishma was about to leave the room when Tiara pulled her hand.

"Why?"

"Mas ain't kangen with me?"

"Kangen, lah. Same time my own wife doesn't miss." The man grabbed the tiny body in front of him. The Tiara broke down as the arm grabbed her firmly. Take him into a warm embrace.

Heart palpitations echoed in their chests. Something intimate is starting to break in. Long time they do not meet, what's wrong if this time want to let go of longing.

The bisma pulled the pretty face closer. Their breaths sounded simple. His hands moved caressing his cheeks, pinching his nose, and stopping at their red lips. Rubbing it gently before touching her own lips.

These two people are mutually happy. Release all tightness in the chest. Tiara was already unconcerned about her still weak condition. Perhaps, romance with her husband can restore his condition as usual.

The bisma pulled up her waist, tightened their bodies, then she quickly turned Tiara's body, so that her position was now on top of her.

Do not wait long, they complete the desire. Tiara fell asleep after it was over.

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