Handsome CEO Shadow Wife

Your happiness

Dhatu put the phone back. He doesn't have to make people panic like him. Telling the problems in his household to others will only make people spread slander and as if telling the disgrace of his small family. Dhatu will not tarnish the honor of their household by seeking help from others. Not everyone can accept the outpouring of hearts. There are some who will slip the news of the other person's life in the conversation, in order to make the conversation more exciting. Not in disbelief, just want to maintain the dignity of his family.

Dhatu returned downstairs with his cell phone and Dirga's cell phone, afraid the man would contact him. Dhatu brought a blanket and waited in the living room. He will wait until the man returns and beg forgiveness for the umpteenth time. Dhatu sat on the sofa and stared at the tightly clenched door.

The clock on the phone showed at one o'clock, but the man did not return. Dhatu's tears fell again. He could not stop praying for the man to return home safely. Dhatu laid his body on the sofa, his heart was unsettled and his tears kept falling, unstoppable. Dhatu continued to cry, until drowsiness picked him up.

***

The morning sun peeked through the curtain slit, greeting Dhatu's still-covered eyes. Dhatu blinked his eyes. His mind recalls what happened last night. He opened his eyes wide and smiled thinly as he realized he was now covered. In fact, as he remembered last night he waited for Dirga and lay down on the sofa without a blanket. Is it possible that Dirga has returned?

Dhatu quickly took off his blanket, stood up, and walked towards the door. The door opened slowly and smiled as soon as they found Dirga's car parked in the front yard of their house. Dhatu immediately ran to their room and his heart was filled with excitement upon hearing the splashing sound of water from the bathroom. Makes her even more sure, if the man has returned. Dhatu will again apologize to her husband and mend the relationship between them. He hopes that the man's anger has subsided and will forgive him.

Dhatu sat on the edge of the bed anxiously, waiting for the man to finish cleaning himself and meet him. In his mind, Dhatu thought of the many words he had arranged so well as to start a conversation between them. Like starting to ask where the guy went last night? Dhatu shook his head, he shouldn't have started their conversation with such a start. The question will ignite her husband's anger. Dhatu again thought hard, composing sentence by sentence, but did not also find the right words to improve their relationship.

Do I have to prepare breakfast first and greet him with food, then start telling stories as usual?

The question was present in Dhatu's mind. He shook his head for the umpteenth time. What if the man did not want to wait and just left while he was busy in the kitchen. Dhatu shuffled hair in frustration. He cannot lose another chance. Dhatu must wait for Dirga and solve all the problems between them. Saving the problem and stacking it constantly will only add to the burden of the problem, not solve it.

Not long after, the sound of the bathroom door opening scattered Dhatu's daydreams. The man stood in the doorway and stared at Dhatu flat, guts and all the sentences that Dhatu had composed just fell apart. Either disappeared to where as he stared into the eyes of the man who was staring at him blankly. A second later, Dirga turned her face and continued her footsteps towards the closet. Dirga chose clothes and thought Dhatu was not there.

Dhatu grimaced at her husband's indifference. She slowly walked over and hugged her husband from behind. Dirga's body stiffened for a moment, he stopped the movement of the hand that was choosing his work clothes. He was as confused as Dhatu, he did not feel at home lingering hostile to the woman, but his heart still felt so disappointed.

Dirga took a deep breath and ignored him. Yesterday he drove aimlessly, parked his car in their residential park. Last night he thought, if all this is not entirely Dhatu's fault. He was disappointed because the woman was afraid of him and preferred to hide the truth. Perhaps, if he became Dhatu, he would be silent and choose the right time to tell what happened. Maybe Dhatu's intention is just to keep his feelings. Really, Dirga never felt at home for a long time to hold anger at Dhatu.

Dirga flipped over, cupped Dhatu's face with both hands and stared into the woman's bead of eyes. Dhatu's eyes have been wet with tears. Dirga rubbed it gently, he had promised to always make Dhatu happy, he did not want the woman to shed tears, but what had he done? He makes his woman sad. What he never thought, if Dhatu had ever passed the same thing, when he who used to desperately defend Kana and ask Dhatu into his shadow.

"What did he say when you met again?"

Dhatu looked at Dirga doubtfully, the man smiled. This time, he hoped Dhatu would tell him everything that happened. He wanted to see the honesty of the woman. If it's all over, then there's nothing that should scare the woman, right? He wants Dhatu not only to consider him a husband to be respected, but a friend where the woman can share everything with him. Soul mates, where their souls have fused.

"He said he regretted everything that happened between us and he wanted us to repeat it all back."

Dirga's heart seemed to be squeezed, but he preferred honesty even though it hurt. It is better to accept all that is painful, than to be immersed in the pleasure offered. All of them can't last forever. Just for a moment and when it was all over, then the pain would last forever. Dirga can guess there is something in Alvin for Dhatu, Dirga can see it from the way the man looked at his wife. Dirga desperately tried to banish his bad prejudices, even scolding his overly jealous self. However, who would have thought all his bad prejudices were justified. There was something between Alvin and his wife.

"Then how do you feel? Do you want to go back to him?" the question he was asked seemed to be able to slice through Dirga's heart, "what I want is your happiness and whatever your decision, I will accept it, Tu," continued Dirga while smiling softly. He gently rubbed Dhatu's face, while the woman looked surprised by the man before her.

"Don't you trust me anymore?"

The two looked at each other, trying to read a meaningful gaze. Groping the heart and looking for answers that will kill or make the heart filled with peace.