I know you're cheating

Legal wife tactics

Varissa is engrossed in playing her game while sitting casually on the long sofa in the room. Jemari lentiknya busy scrolling photos of friends cyberspace in the Instagram application. Although it looks focused, but actually not. His mind was wandering elsewhere, instead of actually paying attention to every photo of every account he followed.

Dictates. Yeah, that guy's figure has been filling Varissa's brain ever since their first meeting in the hospital. Although he had known for a long time that Dikta was always as good and attentive as it was to him, yet somehow, Varissa had just sensed something different lately. There is a part of him that always feels not enough to look at the face if he wants to separate but always feels wrong if it is too long with him. Everything always goes against Varissa's will if all she faces is the figure of the long-haired man.

"Think what, Him?" Bi Nunik who came to deliver the ginger wedang asked in half a whisper.

"Dikta," replied Varissa reflex.

"Why is Dikta?" The middle-aged woman sat on the floor, resting her hands on Varissa's thighs.

"The guy's weird." Varissa smile. A pair of neutrals are still at home staring at the phone screen even though the focus is still not there.

"Weird why?"

Varissa's eyebrows suddenly wrinkled. His originally agile fingers also suddenly stopped. Unknowingly, he dropped his phone while upholding it very quickly.

"Loh, why? Any cockroaches? The rat?" tanya Bi Nunik panicked. He quickly looked down at the sofa that Varissa had occupied in search of the two most feared creatures.

"No way," said Bi Nunik while fixing his seat back.

"What aunt is here?" Varissa was very surprised when she realized that there was someone in her room. For a moment, he could breathe a sigh of relief because fortunately that person was Bi Nunik and not Erik. It could be a long problem if the one who asked like that was Erik.

"Well, this lady is weird, anyway? I'm really daritadi here. I was having a conversation anyway. But, how is it new now?"

Varissa shook her head. Trying to restore his focus which still continues to let Dikta take over.

"Mistress Va..," Bi Nunik's eyes narrowed in full search. "Don't you ever, but just now?"

"Sstttt..," Varissa placed her index finger on Bi Nunik's lips. "Don't be so loud!" half a whisper. Everything had to be careful from now on because Erik had also started a frontal attack. The proof, now the man has slipped a little coercion in his request at dinner last night. And, it could be that if Varissa continues to buy time to sign the asset transfer file, Erik will do further things.

"Mrs Va really daydream?" repeat Bi Nunik half in disbelief. This time in a much slower voice.

"Udah, ah. Don't talk about it anymore." Varissa manyun. Gawai that was lying on his thigh he grabbed and re-pretended busy like that. "My ginger sword, where?"

"That!" point at Bi Nunik with his eyes.

Varissa turned her back to the round table she was behind. Justright. Wedang ginger order is right already presented with smoke that is still a little steaming.

"Wind up, huh?" Bi Nunik asked again.

"I guess," replied Varissa briefly. Ginger made by Bi Nunik he reached slowly. Blowing his puff of smoke for a while before taking a sip bit by bit.

BRAKK!!

The door opened violently. Bi Nunik looked a little shocked while Varissa was still acting ordinary. Through the tail of his eyes, the beautiful woman in soft pink satin pajamas can see the arrival of the husband with a face filled with anger.

"Just come home, Mom?" ask Varissa to relax. The cup containing ginger wedang that he had sipped full of delicious now he must put it back on the round table that is nearby.

"Where's your phone?" Erik extended a hand. "Here!" the door firmly.

"Make what?" ask Varissa who of course objected to Erik's request.His latest iPhone is now deliberately hidden under his thigh.

"Here you go, Va! Don't ask too many questions" said Erik with high intonation.

Varissa grunting. The woman smelled a grin at the loud snaps her husband made. Should that fellow be acting this haughty to her? To someone who has been giving love and treasure to him and his extended family? The answer is of course not. And, Varissa never deserved to be treated that harshly by Erik.

"Here!" Erik again snapped while forcibly seizing the phone that Varissa was trying to defend.

"Mas..," cried Varissa who tried to hold Erik's hand. Now he began to understand what purpose Erik wanted to check his phone. What else, if not to ascertain whether Varissa was the one who had sent Mauren the message or not. Varissa can guess that Erik and Mauren must have had a big fight earlier.

"Don't, Mum! You're all right, anyway?" Varissa stand. Trying to reclaim a cellphone that has been controlled by Erik.

"Shut up!" Erik pushes Varissa's body back down on the couch. Then, with agility he opened his wife's HP password which was never changed since long ago.

Varissa's eyes are red. Both of his hands tightly gripped the edge of the ash-colored sofa. He stared hatefully at the wide back of Erik who was currently standing behind him.

Two minutes passed. Erik's tense shoulders are now starting to slow down. The man was massaging his forehead when none of the suspicious things he had encountered on his wife's device. In fact, Mauren's number doesn't even exist. Moreover, the message that Mauren suspected was a shipment from Varissa. The two SIM cards on the phone are still the same. Both of them were numbers Erik had memorized.

"Now!" The man returned Varissa's phone with a face full of guilt.

"Udah satisfied?" ask the woman who received the phone with the hunting breath. "What are you looking for? Huh uh?"

"Not looking for anything, baby!" erik said. The man smiled. Trying to unravel the tension he created himself just a moment ago.

"You're acting weird day by day, Mom! Something's wrong, you know?" varissa said with tears flowing.

Yeah, that's what he is. He had never gotten used to hearing someone's tone of voice as loud and as loud as Erik had been. Since he was a child, he was raised with love. His own father never snapped so hard. So, who gave Erik the right to do so?

"Va, I'm sorry" said Erik, trying to hold off Varissa's arm.

Varissa tried to fight back. As much as he was pushing Erik's body back until the man retreated a few steps back.

"If you do something wrong, never make me feel wrong. Do you know, Mom?" varissa's sweat with her index finger pointing right in front of Erik's face.

He then rushed out of the room. She slammed the door hard and wiped her tears in a gentle gesture. In the next instant, the woman revealed a satisfied smile.

"Yes, this is what I want. Please believe your mistress's words, Mas! In this way, I have every reason to stay away from you and my vengeance plan will be smoother."