Husband Shovels Tops

236. An affair?

Time moves so fast, and days change. While abroad, Radeva always took the time to contact his wife. As newlyweds who love each other, of course, longing is so terrible in the hearts of both of them. Unlike the Alva and Disha who separated in a state of disagreement. Why the busyness, Alva did not have time to contact Disha, while Disha felt the prestige to contact Alva.

Until that day comes, Alva will return home, re-assembled with his family, especially his son and wife. Although he felt disappointed with Disha, his love for Disha did not change or decrease. With a happy heart, impatient to meet his son and wife, Alva immediately ordered a taxi online to go home.

It was already midnight by the time the Alva arrived in front of the Bramantyo residence. Alva appeared drowsy in the taxi.

"Master, we've arrived" said the taxi driver, leaving Alva stunned by her drowsiness.

"Oh yes, thank you, sir! This is for you, because it has taken me home, although it must be stuck in traffic for a long time," said Alva put some money into the pocket of the taxi driver's shirt, then immediately rushed down from the taxi.

"Thank you, Mister!"said the taxi driver was happy, had been surprised by the nominal money that Alva gave him, and Alva just nodded then closed the taxi door.

The security guard who guarded the gate immediately opened the door to, when he saw his employer coming home. "Good night, Mister!"greet the security guard to Alva.

"Night, Sir!"sahut Alva patted the guard on the shoulder and then stepped towards the main door. But as usual, the door was locked. Alva let out a rough breath, not wanting to wake the rest of the house, Alva chose to go back to the house to take the stairs, then climb to the balcony of her room with the stairs.

Upon entering her room Alva did not find Disha on the bed. Suddenly the bathroom door opened.

"Darling, are you home?"disha asked when he saw Alva.

"Hemm,"sahut Alva with her tired face.

"Let me help you take off your clothes" Disha said as she approached Alva who looked so tired.

"No, baby. Please just make ginger water, I'm so tired" said Alva while taking off the suit she was wearing.

"Well," said Disha, not coming to Alva and rushing out of the room to make the drink desired by Alva.

Alva took off all her clothes and put her in the dirty laundry basket next to the bathroom door, then immediately cleaned herself. Shortly thereafter Disha enters the room with a cup of warm ginger water to Alva. Disha placed the warm cup of ginger on the nightstand next to the bed close to where Alva used to lie. Seeing that Alva's clothes were not in the basket, Disha approached the dirty basket. But Disha smelled a different perfume than her husband's clothes.

Disha was curious and brought the clothes closer to her nose and tried to smell the perfume that was attached to Alva's clothes, "This is why it's like a woman's perfume scent,"muttered Disha with a heart that suddenly skipped a beat..

Out of curiosity Disha checked the clothes that Alva had just released. Disha's eyes immediately rounded when he saw the lipstick stain with a lip stamp on Alva's shirt. Disha squeezed the shirt with teary eyes and a crumpled heart. Disha releases his grip on Alva's shirt then with a somersault step walking towards the bed.

Disha laid her body on her side to the other side of the bed where Alva used to lie.

Shortly after, Alva came out of the bathroom with a fresh-looking face. As usual, Alva only uses boxer pants when going to sleep. Alva saw Disha who had been lying on the bed, then Alva walked towards the nightstand. Alva took a cup of warm ginger made by Disha, then sat on the edge of the bed and drank the ginger water. Before long, Alva had finished that cup of warm ginger water.

Alva smiled faintly looking at Disha, slowly Alva climbed onto the bed, then approached Disha who was lying on her back. Disha who had not slept felt the bed of movement on the bed. Moments later Disha was stunned when she felt Alva's hand coiling around her stomach. Disha quickly put away Alva's hand that was coiled around her stomach.

Alva let out a long sigh looking at his wife who was lying on her back, "Darling, I miss you, don't you miss me?"alva asked again trying to hug Disha. But Disha got rid of Alva's hand again, "Honey, you're still angry about yesterday? I'm sorry if I was too selfish, I wouldn't force you to get pregnant again" Alva stroked Disha's head but got back on edge by Disha making Alva frown.

"Darling, don't you want me to touch it anymore? Then why am I rushing home if you're like this?"tanya Alva let out a rough breath. Disappointed, Alva got out of the bed and walked towards the wardrobe.

Disha who saw Alva picking clothes immediately got up from the bed and sat down, "Where are you going?"ask Disha with a sharp tone.

"You're out. What am I here for, if you don't want my presence? I won't bother you anymore" Alva said without turning to Disha.

"Reason! It's just your excuse to leave" Disha accused.

Alva let out a rough breath and turned to look at Disha's gloomy face, "Honey, I'm home, you don't seem to like it, I want to go you're even angry, and then I have to how?"alva asked, looking frustrated with his wife.

"No, no frustration like that! Inwardly, you must be happy right, being able to get a reason to come out?"disha asked with teary eyes.

Alva again let out a rough breath, "Darling, I'm so tired. I really don't want to fight with you" Alva said, trying to be patient with his wife.

"Yes, I know you must be tired right, after making love to your affair," Disha accused in a high tone of voice.

"The affair? What are you talking about, sich, honey? Don't make it up, dech!" said Alva who really does not understand his wife.

"True-you said?"sergeant Disha.

"Yes, you're making things up, accusing me of being a no-one. If you don't want to serve me, yes! I won't ask you again, don't look for excuses that don't make sense!"alva's words somewhat raised his voice, ignited emotions because of Disha's words.

"I'm not making it up. You cheated on me! You must betray me! I hate you, I hate you!"sambar Disha then pelted Alva with a pillow on the bed, her tears dripping without her being held back.

To be continued