Between Me and My Husband

Nightclothes

Suddenly my body was pulled back and a sturdy figure clutched tightly to protect me so that I dampened the attitude of the bar-bar I just showed. Of course I was shocked, but when I saw the controlled situation I set a bad breath.

There is already Papa, who may return to work again because he heard the news that in his house there was a commotion and Mama who mediated. And the figure that holds me is of course the husband sir that I have been waiting for.

"What's this?" Ask Papa with a bang. I admit at the age of Papa who is not young anymore, but Papa still looks handsome and handsome. I heard that Papa still has Dutch ancestry so no wonder the face of Papa-in-law is still nyrempet kebule-bulean.

"Who are you? Why are the mornings making a scene in our house?" Back again Papa asked the woman who is in the style of a socialite who turns out she is also adjusting her breath.

"I'm Anita, actually I came here looking for Delia. But the woman did not tell Delia whereabouts" he replied after taking a deep breath. He pointed at me with his chin.

Busyeeeng. How would you like to tell, he was already nyolot first. I already want to protest that, but when you want to open the mouth of the husband immediately prevent me. Alhasih I just frown with my lips manyun.

"What interests are you looking for Delia?"

"Can I just meet the guy? My interests are with that woman, so please call her here!" Anita replied that she wanted to meet Delia.

"Delia's not around, we're her parents. So you can talk to us." Papa said firmly.

Anita looked surprised. He looked at Papa and Mama who were standing in front of him in turn, then his lips seemed to sing a smile for a moment.

"So******that's still got a father?" He muttered to himself but it was heard by our ears that were there.

"What do you mean talk like that?" This time Mama sounded shocked to hear Anita muttering.

"Well, I'm actually here looking for Delia, but since she's not around, I'll just talk to Om and auntie." Anita took a breath before continuing her words.

"Please Om and Aunt talk to Delia to get her away from my Papa. I don't think he lacked the affection of his father until he looked for sugar daddy out there."

Whats? I'm sure I'm not the only one in shock right now. All seemed to be staring and silent for a moment. It's just an accusation or a fact.

I saw Mama paled, she even paled for a moment and Papa swiftly propped her up.

"It's better. ahem. We should talk inside." Papa seemed to be trying to normalize his voice.

We then entered, except for the security guard, the gardener and Anita's driver of course. Papa invites Anita to enter his study by following Mama.

Actually I also want to come, but Mas Dipta of course prevents me.

"Let's go home!" Bring along.

Hah, that's right.. He didn't want to know what would happen next. Isn't this about Delia, her foster sister who even had a good time with her.

I need to find a reason to stay there. I don't want to miss any info. Moreover, this is a serious issue.

"But Mas, I haven't had breakfast yet." I said as it was because I was waiting for him to have breakfast together.

"Let's have breakfast on the road. What's left in the room, take it now!" He said he pulled my hand up the stairs to the room.

Ampuuun deh, really not bete anyway? I finally came home because of Mas Dipta Maksa. Like watching another drama that fits again the fun and then even connect, that's how I'm now.

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The day passed quickly, the day after the incident I heard Delia was able to be brought home.

And until now I still ask myself, guess how the continuation of the drama that makes me curious half-dead.

I'll think of a new strategy. I wonder what could make him take me to the in-laws' house so I could figure it out for myself.

Ahaaa. instantaneously the light of the bulb flashed brightly above my head. Looking at Delia, I think that's the right reason. Moreover, I haven't seen him since the last time we met at that hospital.

Right now, I heard Mas Dipta's car entering the garage. Though it's only 8 pm, yesterday- yesterday he came home must be above 10 pm.

I greeted him enthusiastically because I wanted to convey my proposal.

"Assalamualaik." Greetings, I walked closer to him with a smile that I put as sweet as possible.

"Walaikumsalam" I answered and then crucified his hand.

"Today not late to late? Already eaten?" Ask attention. Mas Dipta smiled as he nodded his head. He then walked into our room, I just kept following him in the back.

"I took a shower first. I still have to finish the job." Her speech.

I was dumbass, so he came home with his job? Then why did he come home, he could work in his office?

And right, after he took a bath, it was fresh, already fragrant. But unfortunately, he doesn't want me. He's headed for the next room he's been juggling into his study.

I paced myself in the room, looking for a way to convey my idea earlier and could be directly in acc.

I'll make him want me tonight, and when he's on the edge of his passion I'll have to force him to take me to my in-laws' house.

I'm tearing up the closet contents to look for things that can support this behavioral idea. I saw at the bottom of the closet there were some packages of groceries that I had not been able to unload. I remember the groceries that Mama bought when we went to the mall together a few months ago.

And when I open. Whoaaa. Can take this..

A black night dress with bright materials. When I wear it so attached to the body. His cleavage is very low, and below there is a hemisphere up to the thigh.

I was so embarrassed to look at myself in the mirror. When Mama bought this, I guess what Mama was thinking at the time.

I pulled out a kimono to cover my body as I was about to approach Mas Dipta in his study.

With a glass of coffee still billowing smoke I knocked on the door of Mas Dipta's office.

Tok tok tok tok

"Lake in!" I heard the voice of Mas Dipta from within.

I slowly opened the door, and I saw Mas Dipta sitting facing his laptop without looking at me.

My heart was pounding and I suddenly hesitated to enter the room. Duh.

Come on Kania.. Be crazy tonight. You've also been in wine for a few nights.

"Coffee Mas.." I said with a trembling voice.

"Oh. thanks." Answer Mas Dipta without taking his eyes off the laptop screen.

It seems that the laptop screen is more attractive than the face of his wife. He doesn't know yet, if his wife turned bad tonight.