Dispute of the Heart (CALYA)

Honeytrap

Hearing the knock of the door, Calya rushed to open it. Although he was a bit confused as to who had come this early in the morning.

"Yes, one minute!" calya exclaimed from inside the house.

"You?!" Roman Calya's face looked shocked to see the figure before her. "What else do you want to come here?"

"I just want to singhturahmi. Can't I go in?" muttered Haira.

Calya looked at the face of the woman in front of her carefully.

"Please," he said later. Even in his heart, he held suspicion.

"It's also where you live" Haira muttered as she walked and observed each side of the living room.

Calya just fell silent and noticed the woman who was the honey.

"This city is indeed small, this house is also small, but in this atmosphere, the couple who live here should be happy" Haira said again.

"Yes, of course. Me and Dirga have always lived happily. Much happier before this ordeal comes" said Calya.

"Trial? What's that try?" ask Haira pretending not to know.

"Of course, the unnecessary presence of others in my household. Moreover, the reason he used was so fond."

"The Spirit started it all. He was the first one to call me again. We know no? She posted on Facebook that I was beautiful. Em. .. Maybe that means I'm getting pretty. Then after that, the alumni group reunited us. Ah, in that group we were both always in the spotlight, and I noticed that Dirga enjoyed it."

Haira's words were of course like a fire burning chaff. Like the whip that breaks a horse. Hot and sore. However, he tried to control himself to no longer touch the woman with his hands.

"My husband is so, always friendly to anyone. It's just that sometimes someone misinterprets his kindness. It is clear, he is only intended to help you from being critically ill. But apparently you want more "

"I? Ah, it seems you don't understand yet. It's not me who wants more, but Dirga. Think about it, how could he possibly want to have sex with me if he didn't want to? Where is the story of men being raped by women?" Haira brought her face closer to Calya.

"It was just a mistake one night" said Calya, trying to keep her feelings calm.

"One night that planted the seed of love into our future baby," hiss as if sprinkling a ray of fire to further burn the anger of Calya.

Yes, Haira is trying to do that. It was echoing the words that made Calya even more burned in anger. Of course, a goal is veiled in its very heart.

"If Dirga is happy with you, in this comfortable atmosphere, you should already have children. Yet, actually? Or ... Are you really ... barren?" Haira is back.

"Ah, I'm sorry if I had to ask. I clearly suspect that. Two years have you been married? That means for those two years you slept together every night? Then ... Why don't you get pregnant?"

Calya flinching. His eyes are getting lit up. The anger gathered there. It became a bomb ready to explode.

Right at that moment, Haira began to carry out her next action. Quietly squeezed the call to Dirga's phone number on the mobile phone that was being clasped in her hand. Previously, he had set Dirga's name to be on the last call log.

"Isn't that the truth?" muttered Haira again.

"You've gone too far! You really are a girl who doesn't know!" Calya's screams were deafening because of her loudness.

"No. Don't do anything to me." Haira relaxed her voice.

"What do you think I'm gonna do to you?" snapped Calya.

"Aw! Please don't!" Haira squealing.

Haira made a gesture of slapping her own cheek until a clap sounded.

Shortly after, Haira made a running motion and took a picture frame in the room. Wedding of Calya and Dirga.

"No, Calya! Don't do it, don't throw me with it! Please ...." Haira again shrieked, accompanied by her dings on the photo fitting.

"What are you doing?" Calya screamed to see her wedding picture frame fall apart.

"Aw .. Don't please." Again, Haira let out a scream as if she was experiencing something.

A moment later he ran towards the table then picked up the vase that was there, throwing it on the floor.

"Stop, Haira!" Snap Calya.

"You're the one who's supposed to stop, it's hurting me, Calya" Haira cried.

Calya looked confused. He was increasingly clueless with Haira's actions like that. It was as if he was playing a show, but did not understand its meaning.

What's going on with Haira?