Forced to endure

Chapter 14

Adji POVs

I'm married to the woman I love so much, Vinda. Even though my mother didn't like my choice but I still married her.

Willa was willing to accept me when I was a nobody. At that time his salary as an SPG was even three times that of my salary as an ordinary private employee. But he still chose me.

Long story short, we got married. Our lives are happy. My career is slowly moving up. I was promoted to supervisor. Winda is still working. We both raised money and were able to build a house in a short time.

My rise to office led me to a wider association. I began to attend meetings, meetings, seminars and such activities.

Many times I was treated to booze after the event was over. I've never touched a drink like that in my entire life. At first I avoided it. I only ordered soft drinks while my friends drank alcohol.

But they insulted me, calling me behind, old-fashioned, ancient man, hick and so on. My instinct as a man does not accept to say that. I started tasting the drink. It felt bad, even my head was dizzy after drinking it for the first time.

I got used to it a long time ago too. I became a palanquin with that drink. I feel like I can't get away from him. My life that was straight became deviated from it. I come home late because every time my friends come home from work, they take me out for drinks. I can't refuse their call.

I often quarrel with Winda because of that. Often I go home in the middle of the night and see him sleeping on the couch waiting for me. Then in the morning I regretted being so mean to her.

But I enjoyed this new world. This new habit of mine really changed my life in a very short time.

Until I got into office again, and this new habit of mine became more and more. This is no longer a habit, but a hobby that is beginning to take root in my body.

I couldn't even accompany Winda to give birth because I was karaoke and drunk with my friends. At that time we all agreed to turn off our phones so as not to be disturbed by our partners. Well, we were all men so probably wanted to play a little "rogue" that night.

I refused, but they kept pushing me. Who does not do so is considered cowardly and labeled as husband afraid of wife. I finally followed their rules. I turned off my phone like they did.

How sorry I was that night. The night my daughter was born. Winda is very angry with me. He won't let me near my son. Even looking at his face I'm not allowed.

I knelt down on the doorstep of the room she was being treated for. That's all I'm allowed to approach. It was lucky that it was near dawn, so no one saw me.

I begged him to forgive me and let me hold my daughter. With all the promises I made, he finally forgave me. But not necessarily allowing me to touch Keisha.

He asked me to go home first, take a bath and clean my body so that the smell of alcohol in my body was gone. I don't know what that means but I'm following his wishes. Whatever I do, he forgives me. Arriving at home instead of taking a bath, I actually fell asleep because of the influence of alcohol in my body.

It was almost noon time I woke up. In a hurry, I cleaned my body. I am ruining my stupidity. Willa just forgave me but I've made mistakes again.

I got to the hospital when everyone was gathered. My family, father and mother-in-law were all there except me.

Thankful that I married her, I didn't choose the wrong one. She's a great woman who's willing to cover up my rot in front of everyone, including my family. In my heart I promise I won't let her down again.

But it turns out I can't keep my promise. I can't resist my friends' temptation to drink and karaoke anymore. Once again, I was addicted to the pleasures of this new world that I knew.

A month later, I returned to my bad habits. I went back drunk. Me and Linda are getting into fights more and more. I rarely even touch my daughter because she is so busy with my world. Go home, shower and go again. Like that almost every day.

Often the Winda was angry with me. Over time Vinda silenced me, she was indifferent to me. He never gets angry again if I come home late and drunk. I'm so happy. I think that means he can accept my new hobby. Every time I go home and he's not mad, I give him more money.

I think a responsible husband is a husband who can provide for all the needs of his wife and children. And I've fulfilled all that. So I didn't abandon them, did I? I let him do what he likes. And he also let me do what I like.

I don't care about his body right now either. People say he's fat or a bully, but to me he's bohay and shaky. Her cheeks that bulged every time she smiled made me even more anxious to see her. I don't mind if he stays that way.

I often leave her to have fun with my friends, but that doesn't mean I don't love her. He is my only love and forever. My friends have nicknamed me the bucin, but I love him so much.

We rarely fight. Winda doesn't seem to care about my drunken habits. He was so cute as long as I gave him more money. I'm also becoming more and more.

And this is where I made the biggest mistake of my life. I was tempted when a friend of mine told me there was a widow who could be "worn" in her village. He's a masseuse but can also "serve" others.

I've never tempted a woman before. Even when my friends check in with the karaoke guide girl, I prefer to go home and channel my passion to my bohay wife. It never occurred to me to touch another woman other than my wife.

I don't know why this time I was tempted. My friend used to tell me about the widow. He has "used" his services several times. The story really makes me curious. My friend kept pushing me so I could feel it too.

"Try a massage, if you don't like it. But I guarantee you'll like it." As my friend said.

I also became more curious. I was asking for Eva's number, the widow's name.

At first I just wanted to answer my curiosity about the figure of Eva who is always told by my friends. I came to Eva's house for a massage. It was just a massage, no problem as long as Winda didn't know, I thought at the time.

Eva's pretty interesting. Actually, Vinda is much more beautiful and smart. Even from the words and the way she dressed, Eva looked cheap. It's a long way to go compared to my Winda.

But there's something interesting about Eva. I don't know what it is. Something that makes me want to feel another "service" that my friends talk about often.

I used to see more beautiful, sexy karaoke guide girls, but I never wanted to touch them. But Eva is different. It was like he had a magnet that pulled me into his house for the second time. This time I was really tempted.