BRONDY CHARM (Trendy Leaning)

CHAPTER 30: POSSESSIVE

Lately Mutia could not think properly. His brain was following his heart too much. And the state in his heart was now in severe damage. Mutia did pay attention to Radit and Raisa, but not as keenly as before. The visit to the room of his children, which he used to do since after dinner, to listen to their curses with daily activities, is now gradually reduced in duration. Because a lot of time Mutia spent in the room, tired of coming home from the salon. Though only for the sake of serving the call brondong.

Little business and all the contents in his heart he shared with the ketceh. I feel comfortable. Because the interlocutor is always connected when he is talking. This made Pras increasingly occupy the backward ranking in his heart. Raisa and Radit did not protest. Precisely feel if the supervision of the mother, loosening. And they feel a little free because they're under-supervised.

Mutia was actually not able to be that free to make calls with Dirga. Which is almost every night. Pras is rarely coming home on time. Also more frequent business trips, which made Mutia more free to launch his story exchange action on Dirga. Pras thought, with their rare meeting, made Mutia more violent in bed in terms of doing husband and wife relations. Only Mutia knows. Who is now in every breath. (Remember ...! Crime does not happen out of intention. But because there is an opportunity. 😂)

Mutia was already on the iron horse that Dirga was riding. Their physical contact commitment is done by itself. Especially on a motor that travels on black asphalt. Dirga pulled Mutia's hand to tightly wrap around her stomach. There was no distance between Mutia's back and stomach. All parts of his front body are attached, inseparable. Mutia's cheeks she accidentally rests on the back of her dark lover. While the hand is locked on Dirga's stomach occasionally he elus, and he lifts it up for him to kiss, during the drive. Mutia feels her life has returned to the past 20 years, when she had a lover named Dino. Don't ask his heart. The stirring really made him swish around representing an inexorable sense of happiness.

“Ga .. aunt already tired. This is the fifth dress I tried. All ugly in your eyes.” Mutia is like a model since last pounding on the clothes she will use to go to the party tonight. And this time Dirga as a fashion observer that he will use. Before riding the Dirga motorbike to the destination. Mutia had sent a chat to her husband.

“Mas .. I went to the boutique to buy a dress for later tonight. I'll see you at home at 6 p.m. Kids, please pick up this afternoon. Pak Biran is still sick.” As soon as the contents of Mutia's chat. That include. From permission to go out and buy clothes. In addition to information there is also a sentence of command, so that Pras take over the affairs of their children.

“Ibuk Mutia, I have transferred 5 million on the order of Mr. Pras. Said mom there needed.” That's the contents of Beautiful chat for Mutia. Yes ...5 million money is a lot for a piece of clothing. But the way Pras gave it to her was what irritated Mutia. Why should always be Beautiful who answers all the chat. What's difficult is a little time to reply to the chat.

“Buk .. Raisa and Radit. Later I will pick up from their school, because I all go home to lunch at home.” The contents of this second chat increasingly makes Mutia lazy to answer it.

Mutia felt that her domestic affairs with Pras had been too mixed by Indah, Mutia was more upset at Indah. It was the thing that made him not eager to choose the clothes he would use. His focus broke, as the sudden thought did not make his heart comfortable. Selfish.

Beautiful who only carry out the duties of the leader, must be jealous of Mutia. With good reason too meddling in his household affairs. Then what about Dirga who now even know the PMS schedule when, due to the information conveyed by Mutia. So there is no purpose of their chat which is increasingly unfaithful.

Mutia forces Dirga to buy clothes or whatever she wants. Didn't Pras already give him 5 million dollars, for today's purposes. To compensate for his feelings. Mutia transferred the irritated energy to the lover. By wanting to pamper Dirga with the money her husband gave her.

“No aunt .. Dirga don't want aunty. Dirga just need time and attention aunt.” Reject Dirga when Mutia forced him to give her a few shirts. And Dirga's hands were coiled around Mutia's waist, in return for Mutia's embrace while on the motorbike she was riding. Cordial. Yess, and this is indeed never Mutia got from Pras. Mana Pras wanted to show off their affection in a public place. They are halal couples. What's up with this ill-gotten couple, who occasionally even pinches their cheeks while talking to each other.

“Mutiraaa ..” Hasan's wife is hysterical when she sees Pras and Mutia entering the ballroom where their event is taking place.

“Heeeii ... how are you say.” Mutia welcomed the excitement of Vena the sultan's wife was no less enthusiastic.

“Makin cantiik iih, envy deeh. Mr. Pras .. pinter really guide wife. Sampe can be more beautiful gini, your boddy more cool loooh. Oath.” Praise Vena, they did not meet for a long time. Maybe a year or so. Because Mutia rarely comes during small reunion meetings with her husband's friends.

“Hallo ..” Baritone voice is heard greeting from behind Vein's body. That's Hasan, the owner of hajat. After shaking hands and hugging Pras. Hasan did the same to Mutia. They are like brothers. Cipika cipiki is commonplace, even in the presence of each partner.

“Nah .. that lecturer sir also came bring his handler.” Seloroh Hasan pointed to Berto who came with his wife.

“Waaaaw .. who is the guest star tonight. MbakMutia deh kayaknya ..?” Shouted Nabila, Berto's wife who immediately hugged Mutia.

“Ngaco really. The stars are Bang Hasan and Vena dong ah.” Lerai Mutia from Nabila's embrace, changed into Berto's embrace. Everything looks ordinary. Pras even smiled looking at the familiarity between his best friend and his wife, as well as his best friend's wives. Nabila and Vena did the same thing with him. This is the tradition they have created for a long time. Then they continued the conversation at a round table that had been neatly arranged.

The old drama scene did not meet earlier, for the actors is common because it is often melka do. So that no heart will be hurt among the halal pasnagan. But not with the heart of a man who wears the same batik vest as the rest of the crew. That was Dirga.

Dirga who that night was assigned as the supervisor of the event that night represented the Even Organizer. Heart emotion. Stir, and burn. When Mutia's cheeks come into contact with a man who is not her lover's husband. What a possessive that rancid.

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