Husband's girlfriend!

Her name is Marissa

I do not know how many times Nilam tried to contact her husband, but the call was not answered at all. It was only when the ninth call, that the call from him was finally answered.

"You're so busy, Indra?" ask Nilam pretending to be calm.

"Yes, honey, a little busy. Looks like I'll be home in the morning."

That answer made Nilam laugh cynically in the heart, especially when he heard, now Indra is trying to regulate his breath that stinged. She must have messed up the hot activity between her husband and her husband's affair.

"All right, I understand. I told you I understand that you're gonna be late and not come home tonight. I just want to know how you are. Have you eaten yet?" ask Nilam again, pretending not to know when at this time his heart really hurts.

"I had eaten earlier, forced to ask my subordinates to buy me food because it just so happened that he also wanted to buy it out. Oh yeah, where are you? You're home, aren't you?"

"Yes, of course I'm home. You don't believe it? Want a video call?" bargain Nilam, even though he already knew the answer, Indra would definitely not dare to video call at this time.

"No-no, I trust you, honey. All right, don't forget to take a break, tomorrow I'll go home and take a day off to be with you" he said as sweetly as possible to Nilam who instead responded to Nilam with a small laugh.

"You also take care of yourself, I am already a bit sleepy," Nilam said, ending the phone call.

Nilam was stunned for a moment after he finished calling Indra. His heart was completely smashed by the deep pain, yet he desperately held back that feeling in order to perfect his plan. He also did not tell anyone about his current surveillance, not to anyone including Yuki who had contacted him several times today and he declined the call.

Nilam was venturing to listen to the recording obtained by the cleaning service a moment ago. Before listening to him, Nilam strengthened his heart that he must be able to listen to the conversation between the husband and his affair.

"So when, Ndra, are you going to divorce your wife? You said you didn't love her anymore, but you still maintained your marriage with her!"

Divorce?! Nilam shrieked in his heart, as if in disbelief at his current hearing.

Oh so her name is Marisa. Nilam's fizzle in the heart, trying to remember the name even though he was disgusted to keep it in memory.

"What's not easy? You said you didn't love him anymore, did you? I don't want to, Ndra, keep hitchhiking at my friend's house."

Oh, it's not that woman's house. He hitchhiked at his friend's house. Women are useless! Nilam fizzled again in his heart after learning one fact that the elite housing complex was not the residence called Marissa, he just hitched a ride.

This time not hearing Indra's voice for a while, it seemed that the man seemed to think before responding to Marissa.

"Just be patient, I will marry you soon. You're late too, aren't you?"

Nilam's eyes so glared at hearing that, are they getting married soon? Nilam really did not believe what he was currently hearing. I don't know what trials are hitting him at this time considering he has tried to be a good wife and obedient to Indra but the man retaliated with betrayal. Especially when he heard that Indra's affair had not come months, meaning the woman was pregnant? Pregnant of Indra's son?

"Surprisingly, Ndra. I don't want to be hitchhiking in someone else's place. I've given you everything. We've done it a lot and I want this recognition of my status! "

Sundal indeed!!! maki Nilam with almost explosive emotions heard the words of the woman.

Then the conversation stopped. Nilam kept it neatly in his cell phone memory. This will be evidence that will definitely burden Indra if one day they will divorce. Nilam has no intention of getting a divorce, he only wants to get married once in his lifetime, and he does love Indra.

However, hearing the reality that was plastered just now, Nilam's heart became so sick. He doesn't know what to do. What he could do right now was to calm down and pretend not to know everything Indra was doing behind him. He would not stay silent, he would not let the actor have fun on top of his suffering. The illegitimate couple had to pay for all the pain that Nilam had been in all this time.

Patchouli drowned his head among the hotel's cushioned cushions, dampening the sound of crying that was only witnessed by the void. She is a strong woman, but she can cry when her heart is hurt like this.