ENTANGLED MARRY OLD OM

EPS27

Haris immediately followed his wife into the room, greeted by a dim atmosphere, Haris did not want his relationship to be more tenuous with his wife, he went straight into the blanket and fell asleep.

"Darkl"

Haris wriggling already at 6:30 am, in his palpable place next to him is cold. There was no sound on the lower floor, Haris rushed to take a shower and headed for the dining table. There Haris opened the hood of food, a cup of black coffee, a plate of fried rice with a topping of eggs, cucumbers, tomatoes, chicken milk and sausages. Haris sat down and immediately devoured his breakfast to the toilet, drinking his coffee until it ran out, immediately headed to the office to work.

While Rista, still in the city park, when about to go to the office arrived at the corner there is a breakfast seller, looks delicious finally Rista went down to buy various types of bread. It has been some time his head is dizzy almost weekly but at this time his dizziness has been slightly reduced but the portion of his meal soared up. Rista never dizzy with all that.

"A lot of stuff"

Rubbing her stomach, although eating a lot of Rista's body has not stretched because her work skirt still fit.

"Riss"

The called look, then observe it.

"It's me Dikta"

The man answered Rista's confusion.

"Dikta, how are you here?"

"Where else would my catering business have opened a branch in this city"

"Oh yeah"

Dikta nodded, then smiled. While Rista started walking towards her office.

"Almost to my restaurant"

"Well, I'll stop by once in a while"

"Eh yes Ris, Which love?"

Deg.........

Rista stopped his steps, then turned around.

"Tuition love is here?"

"So you don't know the condition of your family in the village?"

Rista shakes.

"According to the news that I heard Cinta was married to Arhan, it was said pak kepdes but there was another news that Cinta was chased by a bunch of thugs and he fled from the village to this city"

Dikta said at length.

Rista seemed silent, still digesting the words of his best friend.

"We're just going into my restaurant yuk?"

Rista nodded then followed Dikta towards her resto.

"Order to eat or drink first, as much as you're free"

"I didn't ask for it"

"But I give"

Dikta is a young man who is juxtaposed by Rista's father, but because Rista works in the city so she meets Haris. Dikta is not from family, but Dikta is hardworking. Rista's father betrothed her to Dikta because Dikta was able and capable to the criteria that Rista wanted, there was no treasure appendage because Dikta was a loving man. Dikta started dating Lusira because she heard that Rista already had a partner.

"Tell me everything"

"Feed ya"

Rista nodded.

"I heard from Pak kepdes that Cinta married Arhan Daseno, they live in the city. It has been 2 months every Arhan visited the house of Mr. Arkam Sinudi always brought various kinds of hands"

Say Dikta while feeding the pudding to his mouth.

"But according to Ilham Liam, Cinta fled to the city because pursued by a group of thugs who want to catch him, I don't know what the problem is"

"Then"

"Then I heard Ilham Liam went looking for traces of Love in this town but there was no where the girl was"

Rista was silent.

"Repeat your hens"

Rista nodded.

"Come if you're done I'll get you to work"

Rista nodded, riding on the back seat of Dikta's motorbike, Dikta only used a matic motor that was not too high even though Rista had worn sneakers instead of his hills.

"Ris, this is take for lunch"

"I'm not stingy with my ex-match"

"Don't let Lusira see!"

Rista said while giggling.

"She's the mistress of rich master Daseno, Ris"

Dikta said as he passed from the office lobby area.

Everything that was done was not spared from a pair of eyes that noticed the behavior of the two of them.

"Do you want to get away from me, with that catering guy, watch out for you"

Who else would that be if not Rista's husband, Haris. Haris thought the wife had arrived at the office earlier than herself, but when entering the room was empty. Haris has been sitting, standing and pacing back and forth.

Rista entered his room, he held up a Dikta gift box. Dikta his friend clearly he appreciated it, what else should be thrown mending eaten useful add energy.

"Yuk's breakfast?"

Rista looked up, then opened the laptop on his desk.

"Home breakfast is not full?"

"You haven't had breakfast, have you?"

Haris said, even though he knew Rista had just been ushered in by a man in a catering uniform.

"I've had breakfast"

Reply Rista indifferently.

"But I want to have breakfast again"

"Just leave a message"

"I had breakfast with you"

"I told you, I had breakfast"

Haris is further infuriated by Rista's answer that doesn't care about her existence. Haris quickly grabbed Rista's head, then kissed his wife's lips forcibly. Rista who got an unexpected attack only wave because her lips have been controlled by her husband. Haris presses Rista's chair to the wall and continues to give her hot kiss to his wife. After all, his wife, wants him to be legitimate as well. Rista tried to push Hadith not because he was out of breath but his stomach arrived nausea very very very nauseous. Rista immediately grabbed the plastic when her lips released Haris.

Hoekk.

Rista spewed out all the food she had eaten half of the plastic. His tongue was bitter, his stomach was nauseous as well. Haris was confused and approached massaging Rista's shoulder, taking her aroma therapy oil and rubbing it on the nape of his wife.

"Is it better?"

Rista nodded even though she still closed her eyes, her stomach was back to nausea and she tried to spit it out again but the dizziness was very painful.

"My head is so dizzy"

Rista said softly, his face pale, sweat pouring profusely.

"We're going to the doctor?"

Rista shook his head.

"I'm gonna take a break for a second"

"But your face is pale ayy"

"I'm tired of going to bed, I don't want to go to the doctor, don't force me"

"Yes, to my room"

Haris carried the frail body of his wife, bringing her into his room to sleep.

"Sleep here yeah, if it's not comfortable just call, I put the phone next to the pillow"

Rista nodded, Haris immediately enveloped his wife's body after replacing Rista's clothes with her oversized pajamas.

Turning AC on the wall with a comfortable volume, also turn on the aroma of therapy that relaxes the mind.

"Boss"

"Buy porridge, fruit, fruit mixed milk as well as fresh mango juice"

"Good boss"

"What I've done is stupid, why do you think I want it in the office"

"Why did my mind get so screwed up like this"

Haris continues to talk to himself as if there are interlocutors, Haris regrets his actions that ended up hurting his wife.

SERIATE.