FIRST WIFE REVENGE (I Don'T Love You Anymore)

CHAPTER 37 The Aroma of My Work's Busyness Amidst Our Moving Happiness

My husband came home at eleven. With the mouth of the smell of alcohol this first time I smell the aroma of it from myself mas Delan.

"Hi darling!"

"Mas... Tumben you drank this drunk!" I was a little disappointed in him.

I understand his work requires Mas Delan to be able to blend in with anyone. Also to smooth his work. But I don't want him to enjoy that very unhealthy life.

"Sorry, baby! I have to follow my life out there!" the answer made me grunt.

Twelve o'clock in the evening Delan took a shower. Very rare, except after we had a husband and wife relationship.

I pushed him outside the bathroom when I was trying to help him rub his back, which was a bit staggering.

"Let me alone, baby! My body's dirty!" he said it only made me confused.

Not as usual. Mas Delan actually usually really wanted me to come to the bathroom and spoil it with a gentle massage on his back while soaping and playing water together. This is the first time he has rejected me.

I finally accepted his refusal.

Maybe he was embarrassed because he had drunk alcohol to the point of causing himself to get out of control and drunk excessively.

I was just waiting for him in the room. Preparing his night clothes in exchange for the work clothes he was wearing.

"Yes..."

"Hmmm..."

"Don't take a long shower!" scold reminded him. Because it is not good for health if a midnight shower.

"Sleep first, Viona! I still want to soak some warm water in the bathtube!"

Soaking in warm water? Nights like this? To get rid of his drunkenness?

I finally gave up. I lay down my body on our bed because the creeping night made my eyes wail.

Slowly falling asleep in a beautiful dream about a future home.

Running around joking with a girl who was running agile around me and Delan mas.

May my dream come true. And I have a beautiful daughter who became a lamp in old age. Amens.

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A week later... On a cheerful Sunday, Mas Delan and I moved to the south.

Between Mama Tasya, Papa Bambang and my parents too. We were all filled with such real happiness.

Mas Delan laughed in a casual conversation with father made me re-remember their closeness in the past. My old college days.

Suddenly, Delan's phone rang. He asked us for permission to lift him up. The kitchen was her choice to talk on the phone.

"Wait on! I'll be here in half an hour. Please, understand! Me and Viona just moved house!"

I heard vaguely his conversation with someone behind his cell phone.

"What's up, Mom?" I asked Delan.

"This, Vi! Hhh... My holiday has to take care of a new project!" the answer made me stroke his shoulder slowly. Just a little smile I was giving her a ride to help her let go of her upset.

"Mas want to get out?"

"Yes. But I'm not good with Dad and Mom!"

"Yes, let me help you talk to them. If there is a sudden job!"

Delan grabbed my shoulder. He pecked my forehead and said "Thank you" to me.

I'm covering back to the living room. With a plate of red watermelon pieces on the right hand. While Delan entered the room we tidied up the documents he had to take care of at his meeting this time.

I need to be an understanding wife. Who can please the husband by continuing to push him to be the best man in the world.

My husband is a hard worker and always wants to show his good side. Which is not great because Mama and Papa are true business people.

I, of course, always have to support him. Because he is like this for my future and our future. If God gave us that trust.

"May, Ma... Yeah, Mum...! I'm sorry, Delan, there's a sudden job from the office!" I said interrupting the chat between my parents and both parents mas Delan that sounded exciting.

"Work on holidays? Khan can be pending!" Mama Tasya reacted immediately.

My husband who just came out of our room could only smile faintly.

"How else, this has been my consequence, Ma!" he said trying to explain.

"Yes. But this khan you have subordinates. There's an assistant who's supposed to handle your work!"

"You don't think we are the same, Lan?" Papa Bambang follow up talk.

"Yes kangen, Pa! But how else. Delan's sorry, is he?"

"Hhh... Yes already! His youthful energy is really super cool, sir! Let's just say, our two sons and daughters are successful in career and household."

"Aamiin..."

I smiled looking at the face of Delan.

After going around around around the back of our parents' arms, Delan went outside the house to open the car garage with my steps.

"Mas don't go home at night! I'm afraid to be alone!" I told him after getting a hug and a friendly kiss Delan.

"Aunt Farida will be your assistant in this house. Mama already told him to pack up and move here later in the afternoon. So you're not going to be alone, baby!"

I took a short breath and nodded.

"Be careful on the road, Mom?"

"Yes, baby! I will always be safe thanks to your prayers!"

I smiled, trying as sweetly as I could. My household, which is a few days away from anniversary a year, is so sweet.

"Bye darling!"

Delan's new car rolled out of our beautiful house. With a wave of my hand and my gaze towards him disappeared far down the road.

I went back inside the house. Joking with the parents again.

"Hopefully next year there's a baby who's enlivening our conversation!" chirps mama Tasya who directly we all 'guarantee'kan.

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Pov Herdilan Firlando

Hhh...

I deg degan once. Lady Navisha called me when I was in the middle of my family.

Me and Viona just moved house. We now split from Mama Tasya's house into our own as we hoped.

Thanks to the help of my dear wife Viona, I managed to get out of the complete family that had gathered to take us to a new home.

Actually this is a rare opportunity. The meeting with my busy Papa was amazing, as well as the Father-in-law who could follow the drift between his breaks.

But... Lady Navisha drugged me with her love.

L'm... Falling in love with Lady Navisha.

Precisely after he was hit by a calamity at his uncle's beat at noon a month ago.

Me, until my heart leaves the joy of my happy little family with Viona. For the sake of accompanying my Lady who is sad because she is back in pursuit of the uncle whose eyes are duitan.

Pov Delan The End's

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