I know you're cheating

Dictated Feelings

Dikta kept silent. The location of his body that was originally attached to Varissa slowly moved away as a long breath came out of his nose. The man fell in. He put his hands together and put his forehead on top of it.

"Sorry, I'm slipping!" varissa was full of disappointment. Threw a sling bag that was in the corner of the sofa and then stood up to leave the place. Disappointment is certainly entrenched in the heart. Pun, with shame. If time can be replayed, allow him to come back two minutes ago to revise his speech. It was the miracle he asked for. Not more.

"I'll go home first, Ta! I'll see you later," he said.

GREPS!

Dikta held his hand. It pulled so fast that the woman was drawn closer to him. Then, the two burly arms suddenly coiled around Varissa's waist. The man's face even set on the belly of the woman who could only stand at the sculpting.

"If that feeling is gone, there's no way Michelle would come home disappointed, Va!" lirih Dikta's. After wrestling with his own thoughts, the man came to the final conclusion. The feeling he had for a dozen years was not able to hold forever. At least, if this becomes the last time he is able to admit it, then let him do it.

"Shut up, Va! Don't resist!" pinta Dikta when Varissa was about to distance herself from the man.

"It's not just you who think this is wrong. I'm also." Dikta further tightened his arms around Varissa's slender waist. "I know you've been trying to stem the question for a long time. Just like I always try not to show that the taste is still there. Although, it might seem like I failed." He laughed softly. A tear fell on the corner of his eye.

"Va! I miss you. Very!"

Varissa's tongue is twisted. I don't know what to do in this situation. Should he return the hug? If so, it means the same as passing feelings that are still forbidden for her to share, other than her husband. However, if he decides to refuse, then something in the corner of his heart must be ready to accept if one day Dikta decides to change course.

"Just this second, Va! Let me be content to embrace you! After this, we can act like normal again. Just this time!" please, the man is desperate.

The woman's head was turned. Both of his hands were floating in the air doubtfully. Which should he prioritize? Does the common sense that promotes dignity, or the heart that has already found a cure?

Slowly, a pair of hands with taut fingers landed on Dikta's head. Gentle affectionate stroking gives tranquility. Let it! As Dikta said. Just for this time. Let them be equally happy. Just for this time. Let the norms lose their influence. Just for this time. Let Dikta feel the love he should have had from the beginning. Once more. Just for this time.

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"Where did you come home at this hour?" Erik followed in the footsteps of Varissa who had just arrived home after an evening.

The woman did not heed Erik's question. She continued walking as if her husband was not visible at all.

"Varissa!" Erik pulled his wife's hand.

"What the hell, Mas?" varissa protest is upset. He threw his bag over the living room couch before breezing quickly into the kitchen to get a glass of water.

"Lastri, please take me some warm water, yes!" pinta Varissa on Lastri.

ART with an age almost the same as him was nodding obediently. Afterwards, he deftly took the orders of his great madam while occasionally stealing the hearing of Varissa's conversation with Erik at the dinner table.

"Why are you, lately, always angry? That way, often goofy, go home at night anyway. Do you think your husband doesn't need his wife waiting at home?" erik's protest was angry.

"Indeed, you think I'm still your wife huh, Mas?" ask Varissa coldly. "Don't I say it? Until you're honest about why you dismantled my HP back then, our relationship will still be like this."

Erik's head was full of burdens. For a very long time he had forgotten that Varissa had such a stubborn attitude. And, the only way to solve that problem was just to be honest which Erik could not possibly afford.

"It's been a long time, baby! Masa' You are still angry until now? You are an adult! Not a kid anymore!"

Erik took a long breath. Staring at the face of Varissa who could still smile sweetly to Lastri who gave him water to drink, but continued to show a sour face if it had turned to look at him desperately.

"So, what do you want now?"

"Seriously, what do you want me to do?" ask Varissa cynically. Erik nodded.

Suddenly, Varissa extended her hand. His eyebrows shot up while giving the code that Erik had yet to understand.

"Where's your HP, Mas?" ask Varissa to explain what that means.

"Make what?" erik asked with a voice almost drowned.

"I want to check your HP also dong, let us BREAK EVEN!" he said it was full of emphasis.

Erik gulped his saliva rough. Can Varissa see how nervous the man's face is right now.

"Where?" tagih Varissa is impatient.

"Hmm.., um...,"

"Hmmm what, Mom? Do I have to take your kayak first?"

"Don't fuck around, Va!" Erik immediately stood up and retreated away from Varissa's reach when the woman took the initiative to reach into the pocket of shorts she was wearing.

"Well, why, Mas?" Varissa had her chin up on the dining table. His lips pursed with eyes that seemed to mock Erik. "You're scared, are you? Or.. lest you hide something from me?"

For a moment, Erik's face turned red. "Don't just accuse me, Varissa!" grunt cheesy. He turned. He was leaving the place when his phone suddenly rang.

Call from his father. Aarons. Give a little relief because at least it's not from Mauren.

"Why, Pa?" erik asked as he glanced at Varissa who was engrossed in enjoying her drinking water.

[Father got cheated, Rik! How's this? Papa's restaurant was taken by someone else.]

"What's? For trickery?" erik shouted involuntarily. Behind him, Varissa smirked in satisfaction. Yeah, one more prey is starting to sprawl.

"Father, speak slowly, yes!" erik said half-whispering after realizing that his voice just now sounded very loud. He quickly went from there, hoping that Varissa would not know about the matter.

"Mas... Let's see how you handle this!" varissa murmured softly. It was so satisfying tonight to see Erik that late.

"Mrs why? How about smiling to yourself?" lastri Tegur.

"There is! You don't need to know!" hatch Varissa while pinching Lastri's cheek. After that, he ran into the room.