CHEATING IS BEAUTIFUL IN THE BEGINNING

Chapter 6

I'm waiting for Dion's reaction to Amanda's coffee.

Quite unexpectedly, he liked it. Dion has changed so much, well I'll get out of his life soon.

I went back to the kitchen but Dion's voice was heard calling my name.

"Sheel!"

I walked over, and tried hard to see him sitting next to Amanda. It would be better if I hated him.

"Don't tell me dad, if Amanda starts living in my house today!"

How can this be hidden from the father, while his young wife is here.

I kept quiet while waiting for Dion's next words.

"Not told you I already know!" Suddenly the voice I admired so much echoed in Dion's mansion.

Dad, I don't know when you were there.

We all looked towards Dad. Dion seems ordinary but Auntie looks a little uncomfortable.

"What else is Dion?" Dad came to us, facing Dion who was still relaxed next to Amanda.

It's only right that if he treats me badly, he doesn't behave like a child.

"It's not dad's business." Dion answered while standing up.

Plaque!!!

One slap floated up to Dion's cheek.

Dion lowered his head, he was not angry, he was already used to receiving slaps.

"Get Amanda out of here, or-"

"No way, I love him!"

Amanda felt in the clouds. He smiled cynically at me. I'd love to catch her hair, but I need to be able to control my emotions in front of my dad.

"It's my household, you can't interfere." Dion said flat.

Dad's face was red, once again he was about to slap his son, or rather will beat the child he considered not to know himself.

"Dad!" I prevented Dad from doing it again, out of nowhere, but I just screamed.

Dad came up to me and asked, "Elisa, do you still want to hang on?"

For a moment I was silent, confused by my father's question. If I told her I wanted a divorce, she would be angry. All this time my father has always protected because he considered me a responsible woman who fought hard for the happiness of her grandson.

"Elisa?" Dad urges.

"For the last time, I'll try to hold on yah." This answer just came out of my mouth.

I said Aunt Mirna and Amanda, they seemed unhappy with my decision.

Even if I choose to leave this house, Dad will insist on telling me to stay.

"Well, I won't take care of your business, I trust you Lis, I'm sure she'll slowly step back." Father's words made the two women throw eyes at each other. Dion was silent, perhaps realizing what he had done wrong.

"As long as your business isn't done, Diana's been with me, and don't you ever try to take her home while Amanda's in this house." Then the father left, Aunt Mirna followed the step of the father towards the front yard. After that, I don't know what they're talking about.

Now we three live in one room. Almost my tears were spilled. Which woman's heart is unharmed when she sees her husband side by side with another woman in plain sight?

Dion is outrageous.

"Elisa, why are you still standing there, come here, sit with us!" Take it, honestly, I'm disgusted to see Amanda's smile that feels winning.

I didn't mind Amanda's call, I looked at Dion, now he's always dodging. His eyes no longer shone on the love he had once been proud of.

Because I stood in front of them for too long, they left and went into the guest room. My gaze followed their direction, and as Amanda was about to close the door, she smiled at me.

Should two people who are not married enter the room? I followed until now right behind the door, I tried to catch what they were talking about and do there.

Wait for them or, let it go.

I decided to go to my room.

I cried sobbing.

I can't believe what happened and I always hope it's over. Ah, but imagine when the two of them complained, I was very sick.

I was thirsty and took a drink to the kitchen next to the guest room. From the room, there was no sound. Even if Dion sleeps, he snores.

I was curious, and this pain prompted me to prove what Amanda said. I'm very curious as to how far their relationship is.

Doubt I touched the doorknob, before I swung, inhaling deeply and exhaling slowly. Slowly I opened the door, they were like they were not in bed. Until I opened the door perfectly, it turned out that they had already walked out of the room. I'm also ridiculous, even if they do, the door must be locked.

I closed the door slowly, feeling a little relieved but almost my heart jumped.

"What are you doing here?" Dion stood behind me without Amanda.

"I-I'd like to offer you a lunch mas." I answered a little nervous.

"Now all your work is taken over by Amanda. So you no longer have to take care of all my needs including food and drinks."

There was pain in the chest that was not revealed.

"Mas, why would you?" I asked with eyes that started rolling.

"Are you not a strong woman?"

"My strength is up, I ask that you divorce me now!"

Both of Dion's eyes were glaring. Not even a word he said to represent that he had turned me down.

"Mas Dion, why Amanda?" I will ask this repeatedly because until anytime I can not accept.

Dion looked at me with a look I couldn't understand.

"Do you really want to marry her?" I want to be sure, if it's true, I can't stay silent.

"Elisa, get in the room. I want to be alone with Amanda!"

Her words were already out of bounds, it was inappropriate for her to ignore me for the sake of a bitch.

I looked to the right, it seemed that Amanda there had heard our conversation. He laughed softly, then walked over to Dion. He put his hand on Dion's arm.

Dion doesn't look so happy but also doesn't seem to hate what Amanda did.

Is it possible they're on a show, but for what? Amanda, who I consider to be my best friend, has so far incised a wound in my heart.

"Amanda, do you realize what you're doing?" I calmly asked him, so we were three.

Amanda just smiled cynically.

"Please have fun. I'm sure soon, Dion will throw you out!" Starting emotions. Intentionally to lure Amanda's anger.

"I'm who..." He's getting stuck on Dion.

"Elisa, hurry to the room!"

"Remember Amanda, you know exactly what Dion is. Now I just found out that you're nothing more than a-"

"Shut up!" Dion's voice was so loud that it surprised us.

As evil as Dion was, he never yelled at me in front of anyone, what else is this in front of his mistress. He has demeaned me. As a husband he had already lost the responsibility to protect his wife.

I went to my room, here I spilled all my regrets. I'm sorry to have made Amanda such a good friend, if we had never been on good terms, it wouldn't have hurt that much.

I'm like in prison, get out of here can't. Staying at home is impossible.

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