I know you're cheating

It feels like a legitimate wife

Varissa smiled for the second time tonight. Lastri who is still painstakingly massage both legs alternately can only grin. Look at the occasional Varissa who seemed to have found happiness that had been lost over the past few months.

Lastri refused to ask more. After all, the answer is the same as the previous one. 'You know it. Kepo, motherfucker!' and some other words that have the same meaning. And, Lastri was already quite tired of hearing that non-varying answer.

"Thank you, Lastri!" varissa said as Lastri finished her massage.

The mature brown-skinned ART nodded calmly. Saying an excuse before breezing out of his master's room.

"Is falling in love really this exciting?" Varissa closed her eyes. Checking heart rate that has not been beating normally since this afternoon.

Exhale slowly from the mouth, inhaling again through the nose. Pour it again, then breathe again. So it continued up to several times, but did not also give a change to his heart rhythm.

Her beautiful eyes were open again. His lips were pursed. Oi! He's been trying to follow Google's Mbah instructions on a simple way to relax a heartbeat that beats faster. But why didn't it work? Is Google starting to lose its ability? Varissa's eyes are squeaking. Yeah, it might be.

Outside, three of his ART were gathered in front of the room. Peek around with a prank what Varissa is doing in the room. Two-three times elbowed each other as their comrades who were released let out a voice unconsciously. So it continued until Bi Nunik gave the code so that they moved gossip in the back room only.

"I guess, Madam Va likes Mas Dikta, deh!" Bi Darma started the latest ghibah with sparkling eyes. Because of his spirit, maybe for a long time his nose could have let out a breath of fire.

"Well, who doesn't? Mas Dikta saucy. Try if this Lastri is still single, must have been ta' gebet first tuh Mas Diktanya," sambar Lastri full of confidence. Two hands rested on the chin with a smiley face imagining the impossible.

"Throw away your imaginary heights!" Bi Nunik hit Lastri on the head. "Mas Dadang the Satpam complex wants to be campanakan?" His eyes glared, reminding.

Lastri clucked violently while stroking the head that had been hit. "Joking, Bi!"

*****

In the middle of the night, Erik slid down the stairs to get out of the house. Previously, he had made sure that Varissa and the other residents of the house had slept. The man heaved a sigh of relief once he managed to reach the car without anyone's surprise. Quickly, he drove the car to Mauren's apartment to vent his longing for the affair.

Inside the room, Varissa gave a small smile. Flat objects that are connected to every CCTV in his house have made him know about the sneak of the husband out of the house secretly. He intentionally did not sleep. Waiting very patiently to make sure that Erik actually went to see his mistress at the woman's request via a short message.

Varissa rubbed her face rough. The cell phone he used to keep an eye on Erik, which he kept in his father's private safe. The woman then walked closer to the bed. Throwing his body just like that into a bed with thoughts that lately continue to fill his brain.

"What's this like, like losing love and respect for our own partner?"

Varissa gamang's heart. If you look back to the past, it seems impossible that he and Erik will arrive at a relationship as complicated as this. Long ago, they loved each other. Accept each other's advantages and disadvantages, even willing to suffer from rejection from the late father Varissa. The passionate love they once fought for was not as great as they originally thought. Love is so easily wavering just because of the presence of a third person who has never even felt the weight of the struggle they have been through together.

So, why does Erik prefer women who live to enjoy the results and even throw the woman who accompanies him from the beginning of difficult times to uphill to success? What is so special about that woman? What is the lack of Varissa?

Gurgling his saliva violently, Varissa could only mentally prepare as hard as steel for his unfinished battle. He chose to close his eyes. Letting dreams take over, to give new energy tomorrow.

******

"Mas...," said Mauren gladly. Kiss after kiss he gave on Erik's neck and chin repeatedly.

"Why are you asking to see you at night like this, anyway?" erik asked while keeping Mauren's body away from him.

Mauren clucked. His relationship with Erik has not been as good as it used to be since Varissa came to her senses from the coma.

"I miss, Mas!" sahutya. He approached Erik and kissed Erik on the cheek and neck from behind.

"We can't meet or communicate often, Mauren! If Varissa's suspicious, how is it?"

Mauren pouting. Lost his passionate desire since earlier only because Erik called the name of the woman he hated the most.

"Couldn't you stop saying that girl's name?" angry protests.

"He's my wife, Mauren! It's impossible not to name him" Erik said.

Erik breathed a rough breath. Both wife and affair, both of them make Erik's head increasingly dizzy.

"Mas, I'm the one you love, right?" Mauren hugged Erik's waist. Putting Erik's palm on his right cheek while looking down at the pair of blind men.

Erik nodded.

"You love your wife more, right?" ask Mauren again.

This time, Erik shifted his gaze a moment. He didn't nod, nor shaken. All he did was turn his body. Deflecting Mauren with his eyes closed drove the fatigue in the head.

"Why don't you answer my question, Mom?" Mauren peeking. Curious about Erik's current face.

"Is it that hard for you to answer?"

Erik's breathing was heavy. Mauren's question suddenly made his heart hesitate. Is it true that he doesn't love Varissa at all? Is it true that he could leave Varissa after taking possession of his wife's entire estate? The meek wife who had always served him well at home. Although Varissa's bed game is not as good and as good as Mauren, but Erik can not deny that Varissa has always excelled in terms of devotion to the husband.

"Mas...," said Mauren as she rubbed Erik's biceps.

"I'm thinking a lot, Mauren! Don't add any more trouble!" erik warned.

"Actually, are you serious about letting go of Varissa or not?"

"No idea, Mauren!" erik answered tightly. He was fed up with the pressure Mauren was exerting. He is also tired of the attitude of Varissa who never returned soft as before.

"Can you just shut up and support every step I take?" asked Erik annoyed. "You want me to divorce Varissa or not, that's up to me! Besides, isn't that more important to you, just money? As long as my transfer goes well every month, isn't there no problem?"

Mauren started to tear up. Again, Erik was more on his wife's side than Mauren. In fact, all this time Mauren has been trying to win the heart of Erik completely. However, it seems that his efforts have still not succeeded as well.

"I also want to know what it's like to be your legal wife, Mas!" lirih Mauren sobbing. "What's wrong if I want a position that Varissa is currently filling?"

Erik. Should he answer?

Varissa Azalea

Anantavirya Pradikta

Erik Evans

**mauren Margaretha

Michelle Shinee

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