Husband's girlfriend!

Fingers

Tonight the rain did not dampen Nilam's steps to get out. He still heard laughter in the lower room. He himself was in his room, looking for an appearance. There's an invitation at a nightclub. Actually, Nilam was lazy to go to the nightclub again, but rather than listening to something from down there, it was better for him to leave.

But, his steps stopped when the door to the room now occupied by Marissa and Indra opened. Nilam immediately continued his steps, feeling no need to talk about anything with Indra who will repeat the umpteenth night with the woman who used to be his mistress.

"Where are you going, Lam?" indra asked while pulling Nilam's arm, making Nilam face him.

"Get out, there's an event with my friends. Your hand, Ndra." Nilam set his eyes on Indra's fingers, which were now holding Nilam's arms quite firmly. The man immediately let go of his grip.

"I won't let you." Indra said firmly.

Nilam folded his hands in front of his chest.

"I'm letting you and him enjoy tonight. So you should also let me enjoy my own night."

"Who are you going with?"

"Himself."

"Lied, definitely with the man."

"Who do you mean?" ask Nilam pretending to be stupid.

"Don't act stupid, Lam. I know very well there is a man approaching you."

"Just approaching, Ndra. It all depends on me, doesn't it?"

"You like him!" shoot Indra beaver.

"Do you think?"

"Nilam!"

Nilam flicked his hand and left Indra who was about to pursue again.

"The indra!" Marissa's voice rang out, making Indra's steps stop. Nilam smiled cynically and resumed his steps. He really does not care anymore about the two humans who are being played by him.

He will deliberately make Indra overheated. Nilam stepped in with graceful steps. He ordered a taxi, not to borrow Indra's car that the man had used to sleep with Marissa.

Nilam will also make Indra surprised tomorrow because he has ordered a car and will be delivered tomorrow. Show after show will be dedicated to the two humans who have demeaned and underestimated him so far.

"Lam, I thought you weren't coming!" yell some of his friends.

Nilam immediately greeted them with chips.

"Sure I'll come."

Nilam soon joined his other friends. Nilam did not touch alcohol, he had long avoided it. Nilam only ordered cold juice as a substitute for his drink. He doesn't want to get drunk.

The atmosphere of a crowded nightclub makes Nilam feel more detached. If only he was drunk, it would have been more fun, but Nilam did not touch alcohol on purpose again. Several times he was glimpsed by the men who were there.

Nilam did not pierce, his intention was only to entertain himself. At about half-hour one night, Nilam's phone rang. Indra called him repeatedly. Nilam only gave her a glance, glancing at her with a calm look without intending to lift her up.

After two o'clock in the morning, Nilam returned. When he opened the door, Indra was waiting for him on the sofa. The man looked at her with hardened jaws. Nilam threw a smile at the man who was still her husband status.

"Not sleeping, Ndra?" He asked casually, regardless of the look of Indra who was sour while removing the high heels.

"Where can I fall asleep with you who's not home!"

Nilam almost blew up the laughter hearing that. I remember waiting almost every night for Indra to come home after almost dawn.

"Well, there's Marissa. Why are you still thinking of me?" ask Nilam while moving towards the stairs. Indra followed him quickly from behind.

"Lam, you're my wife too. I don't like you to crawl."

"Is that so?"

"I'm speaking the truth, Lam. I love you so much. I don't want you to go out a lot because there's going to be a lot of guys approaching you."

"Not much, Ndra, just a few."

Nilam's answer made Indra open her eyes even wider. His hands clenched, he continued to scout Nilam with various questions.

"Stop, I'm tired. Go to sleep. Go back to your room."

Nilam slammed the door right in front of Indra's nose. The man rubbed his face with various raging feelings. He tried to open the room door but Nilam had locked it.

Nilam just smiled cynically while opening his dress and then removing his makeup. There was a sound of Indra still knocking on the door of the room hoping that Nilam would open it immediately and allow him to enter. Unfortunately Nilam did not budge, he chose to lay down his body and fell into a deep sleep after that.