Don't Blame Me

You're Still My Wife

Foryn stopped the car when the red light came on. There were sixty seconds for him to think, where would he go now.

After thinking fast enough, he finally decided to go home first to his own home. Based on the assumption that Enrik is still in the office at the current hour, he made that choice.

His car drove towards a house that has been a few days can not give him comfort in any way. Again the drizzle drizzle began to fall. Floryn had to turn on her car wiper so that the view was not disturbed.

Floryn came home just because she wanted to take some things. Maybe his clothes and Alvin if circumstances permit. He'll be gone a long time from that house, even though he hasn't told his mother and son. Then, the other important thing is his personal documents and Alvin. He's gonna need that.

Not long after, Foryn's car reached his yard. The garage door looks closed. Signs no one is home. Of course, Enrik was still in the office and he was in the hospital in quite a short time.

Floryn's car stopped in front of the porch. He hurriedly entered the house after bringing a cell phone with him.

“Eh, Madam ... tumben has come home ..” said Mira who appeared just as Floryn was just about to press the bell.

“Iya. I have a business for a moment. Later also back to the office,” said Floryn without stopping his steps. He hurriedly went up to the second floor where his bedroom and Enrik were. He doesn't even pay attention to Mira who seems to want to convey something to him.

The housekeeper continued to walk outside the house. He would go to the guard station to deliver coffee as usual.

Inside, Floryn opened the room door without knocking first. Just as he stepped into the room, Foryn smelled the perfume he was so familiar with. Perfume by Enrik. The perfume she gifted the man on his birthday last month. Enrik only wore the perfume when going to the office. No wonder it still exists today.

Roryn is back to focusing. He went straight to their wardrobe. In it were all the things that Foryn was looking for. Floryn's clothes, documents, and some jewelry he might need. Floryn's mind had gone so far. He would need money to take care of his separation with Enric and he would not wish on his in-laws. The guy doesn't even really believe it.

Clamps.

Lilly heard something. Like the sound of a locked door. For fear of being locked inside her own wardrobe, Floryn turned around and tried to open the wardrobe door. Fortunately the closet door was still open and her fear was very unreasonable.

Foryn quickly picked up a large suitcase and began to put his own clothes in. Then take the important papers and documents he needs. The last thing she wanted to take was her jewelry. Which he bought himself and which Enrik gave him was also his father-in-law. He didn't care, it was all his own now.

However, Foryn could only be silent when he could not find the jewelry he kept. The jewelry box was there, but probably not with the contents. Floryn was silent for a while. He tried to think where the jewelry might be stored. The jewelry box is still locked. How could it be lost?

Floryn extended her hand to the top shelf that was in that place. There was a wallet where he kept the key to the jewelry box. After finding what he was looking for, Floryn hurriedly opened it. And sure enough, the box was empty. Foryn shock. The only person he thought might take all his jewelry was Enrik. Husband himself. Only the men had their room keys.

“How long was it?” asking a voice that just made Floryn gasp in shock.

Floryn dropped the empty box and turned around. He felt like a caught thief was stealing something. That was his own house.

“M-Mas Enrik? What are you doing here?” floryn asked in surprise.

Enrik was already standing relaxed while leaning against the wardrobe door. The man was standing right under the lamp, making it look terrible.

“What am I doing here? From what I remember, this is still my home too. Am I wrong to be here?” asked Enrik with his silly smile.

“Mas definitely took my jewelry, right?” ask Foryn who is already very confident about the allegations.

“Your jewelry? Isn't it just you who has the key? You want to accuse me too?” ask Enrik who looks like he is telling the truth.

“Yes. Everything doesn't exist. I'm pretty sure Mas took it! Restore, Mas! I need it!” floryn is getting upset.

Enrik smiled again. Instead of answering the words of Floryn just now, he went from there. Leaving the still unaccepting Foryn.

Floryn leaves her suitcase and goes to chase after Enrik. As he exited the wardrobe, Foryn saw Enrik turning the keys to their room and plucking them. The man kept it in his pocket.

“What do you mean by that suitcase, Flo?” enrik asked with a sickening smile that instantly irritated Floryn.

“I'm leaving, Mas. There's no way I'm gonna stay in this house with you anymore. So did Alvin, we left like I said this afternoon.” Floryn turned around and tried to ignore whatever Enrik's intentions were when he locked the door of their room. He intended to go back inside the wardrobe and retrieve his suitcase left behind.

Unfortunately, not even Floren away from there, Enrik had already pulled Floryn's arm until the woman had to return and ended up in Enrik's arms.

“Mas!” reject Foryn who feels not accepted by all that.

“What? What else do you want, Flo? You did everything in front of my father! You humiliated me, Flo!” tukas Enrik.

“Please, Mas!” pinta Floryn wishes Enrik had heard.

But instead of letting go of the wife he had hurt, Enrik brought Foryn to follow in his footsteps. Floryn couldn't possibly resist, his arm hurt a lot if it didn't follow where the person was going.

Enrik pushes Floryn until the woman falls on their bed. Making Foryn glare because his head almost hit hard katu teak bed itself.

“Mas!”

“What? I want you to serve me now ...,” said Enrik casually. Like nothing ever happened between them.

“Neg. I'm not crazy and it won't happen!” sahut Foryn's angry. His heart began to beat irregularly. He was afraid that Enrik would hurt him for refusing his request just now.

“You don't want to? Basic jal4ng! You are still my wife .. then serve me!” his orders were harsh.

Enrik quickly climbed up onto the bed and held down Foryn who was trying to get away from there.

“Free, okay? You won't be able to escape from me ..”

Seriate.