Husband's girlfriend!

Neglected Husband

In the morning, Nilam woke up with puffy eyes. Tired of crying made him fall asleep and wake up too late. He opened his eyes at ten in the morning. Nilam spread his gaze around. He saw that the room was still quiet and empty.

But, he saw the clothes hanging that he prepared for Indra to go to work was no longer there. It means her husband came home but didn't wake her. Nilam grabs the phone, tries to contact her husband but Indra is on another call.

Many times trying to contact, the call was still bumped into another call. Nilam threw his phone in a rage on the bed.

"It's too much for you, Ndra!" sizzle Nilam.

With heavy steps, forced body towards the bathroom. Cold water flushed his body. After this, Nilam will only be presented with a lonely view in his house. Since no longer dabbling on the stage of entertainment, Nilam's life is only about the house and her husband. But the husband just like being toying with himself who has very obediently obeyed all his will all along.

"After I've obeyed this, you've ignored me. Just look at you, Ndra! I guess I should investigate it immediately." Nilam muttered softly while wearing clothes.

Then it went down. It will not cook for noon. Indra also rarely eats in the house. Nilam decided to go to the mall, where Indra worked as a general manager there. Her husband's position was quite high and the salary earned was also large but now Nilam did not hold the money completely. Because Indra said, he also gave his mother half the money.

Nilam did not mind, because his savings as an artist first is also still quite a lot. Nilam deliberately kept it a secret from Indra. Indra only knew that Nilam had nothing left after he quit the entertainment stage. Though secretly, Nilam has his own savings.

With a little dress up and wearing a shirt and tight jeans, he stopped a taxi. After mentioning the destination, the driver immediately drove a taxi.

Lam, how are you?

A message from Yuki, his former manager. Coincidentally, Nilam wanted to contact the woman.

I'm not good, Ma'am. How's your own mom? Oh yeah, are you busy?

No, Lam. Less good why? Come tell me. I'm being free. Btw, I'm at the mall, where are you?

Wow, what a coincidence, Ma'am, I'm heading there too. We met at a regular cafe.

Okay, Lam. L waited.

Nilam breathed a sigh of relief, somewhat comforted by the message sent by Yuki just now. She wanted to go straight to her husband's room, but she had to put it off first. He hadn't seen Yuki in a long time.

Arriving at the largest mall, Nilam immediately went down. He immediately looks for Yuki in the usual cafe they hang out first. From a distance the woman waved at him.

"How are you, Lam?" tanya Mbak Yuki while hugging Nilam.

"Lack good, Ma'am. How's your own mom?" ask Nilam.

"I'm good, Lam. You alone, tumben not good?"

"Household issues, Ma'am. Dizziness."

Nilam sat down with Yuki and they ordered a drink. Yuki looked at him fixedly, as if understanding what was going on in Nilam.

Nilam. "I suspect Indra is cheating, Ma'am."

"Ngaco you, Lam. All this time I've seen you're okay."

"Yes, Mommy. But for almost two weeks now, Indra's attitude towards me has changed. He was cold, we had a fight last night and he slept somewhere. It's always late even at dawn."

Nilam began to emit uneg-uneg in his heart which had been held in the chest cavity.

"Maybe a lot of work, Lam. Look, this mall is so crowded, your husband must be busy too."

"It's not possible to be overtime every day, ma'am. After all, he was a manager, his position was quite high he could have asked for subordinates. Usually so too. So if he says overtime, I'm not sure."

"Try to speak well then, Lam."

"He's cold, Ma'am. Not to be spoken to. So now I want to find out and come here."

Yuki nodded. He understood the anxiety of his former artist. Seen some people looking at them.

"Lam, look, they're like your fans."

Yuki pointed at those people. Nilam turned his head, then smiled and waved to them.

"I'm not an artist anymore. Where there are fans."

"That's the proof."

Nilam just laughed.

"Lam, if you're still going to play a movie, there's one offer for you. The producer asked me to call you to talk about this. This movie must have exploded, because it was based on the novel of the famous writer in this country."

Nilam seemed silent, for him it was not easy to return to the realm of entertainment. Moreover, Indra does not like him back to be a famous artist.

"I can, Ma'am. You know for yourself, Indra can't give permission."

"Yes, I can't force you, Lam. But the time is also long. Filming could be done in six months."

Nilam just nodded. He himself now wanted to find out first about his suspicions towards Indra. Haven't thought of anything else.

As they were talking, Nilam's eyes caught a figure walking from a distance, similar to Indra even from behind. But Indra should not be with a woman wearing a mini skirt next to her. But is that really Indra?