I know you're cheating

Forgetting memories

Feeling that something was disturbing his right ear earlier, the beautiful woman who was still asleep was reflexively hitting her own earlobe. The look on his face is wrinkled. Seemed so, he was disturbed. However, instead of waking up, he instead twisted his body sideways. Fix the location of the blanket slightly sagging, then snore back.

"Not waking up either?" Dikta raised both his eyebrows. Kebo also turns out to be his wife. Meanwhile, he himself had been up and prepared since 6 am.

Not wanting to give up, Dikta again blew Varissa's ear slowly. Again, the woman patted her face and earlobes. There was a groan from her small mouth, but those beautiful eyes were reluctant to open as well.

"Are you really tired or just pretending to sleep, anyway?" whisik Dikta slowly. Faithfully, he lay on his stomach beside Varissa. Not tired of waiting even though the time has shown at 8.30 am.

Both of his hands held his chin. His lips seemed to be pursed with a pair of fixed eyes staring at the peaceful face of the wife who had just yesterday was legitimate he had. Inwardly, a tremendous sigh of relief. He no longer needs to guess and guess what Varissa did because from now on they will live together.

"Hmm?" Again, Dikta raised both of her eyebrows as Varissa seemed to stretch her muscles. His mouth evaporated widely as the hands rubbed his eyes alternately.

"Morning, my beautiful wife!" greet Dikta with a smile.

"It's a dream, huh? How can Dikta be in front of me?"

The accosted one is still creeping. Trying to adjust the amount of light that penetrates the retina of his eye.

"Hey, wake!" soft Dikta. Dysentilnya nose pointed the wife with anxiety.

"Dictated?" Varissa's eyes widened perfectly when he realized that what was before him right now was the real Dikta. Not a dream like the one he just mumbled. In the next instant, he jumped up and immediately sat down nervously while pulling up the thick blanket he was wearing.

"What are you doing here?" ask Varissa nervously.

"Wait for you to wake up!" answer plain dikta. The man sat in front of Varissa with his legs crossed.

"B-but, the wait can be outside right? Why use all my in and out of my room?" delik Varissa objected.

"Is there something wrong with me waiting here?"

"Yes, it's clearly wrong! It's not polite to go into someone's room without permission, Ta!" dengus Varissa was upset.

Instead of apologizing, Dikta laughed loudly. Don't you think Varissa forgot that they're officially married?

"Your room, my room too, Va!" said Dikta while touching Varissa's forehead. Who knows, after being sent home, the memory of the woman can return.

"Aww!" The woman grimaced. Holding his forehead which felt pained while staring at Dikta in confusion. His room, that guy's room too? Huh! Is that true?

A second later, the memory finally returned.

"Oh yeah, we're married, huh?" varissa said as she patted her own eel. Full of guilt, he looked timidly at Dikta. Her lips pulled a line of awkward smiles.

"Sorry!" he said full of regrets.

"Ckckckckl. Worse you, Va! Just one wedding day, you forgot I'm your husband?" tanya Dikta shook her head.

"Hehehe..," Varissa grinned. "His name is also an ordinary man. Be natural, if you forget sometimes."

"You get dressed first, gih!" command Dikta while ruffling Varissa's long hair. "I'll get you breakfast first, yeah! Wait here!" he added while peeping his forehead before getting out of bed and moving out of the room.

Actually, breakfast has been delivered by the hotel staff from an hour ago. However, as Varissa was still asleep, Dikta decided to return the cold breakfast and said he would ask for a new one if his wife was awake.

After Dikta came out of the bedroom, Varissa still looked glued to the big bed. Her cheeks again let out a reddish tinge just because given how romantic the kiss the husband gave on her forehead. He was constantly rubbing the kiss. Smile very wide and suddenly embarrassed when accidentally remembering the night they had gone through last night.

"Well shower?" dikta asked when the wife came out of the bedroom with hair that looked still a little wet.

"Udah," replied Varissa nodding. He then sat on the chair that Dikta had pulled for him with a feeling that was still a bit awkward. For some reason, despite being used to the man, but Varissa's heart still reacts the same. Can not relax, if near Dikta. Moreover, if you have seen the man's smile, it feels like Varissa is almost out of breath.

"Why do I like that? Your husband's a handsome guy, huh?" tanya Dikta jahil's. He deliberately wanted to make his wife wrong.

"I'm thinking, because I have eyes. Can't she?" reply Varissa a little gas. Understandably, the effect of wrong behavior.

Apparently, Dikta smiled. The man approached his wife. Closer his face to Varissa's and whispered softly in her ear.

"Don't buy the gelatin, Va! You were naked like last night, I'm willing!"

THE BLUSH!!!

Varissa's face is back on heat. It was like he was hitting the husband's vulgar mouth. However, his body suddenly felt stiff. He could not move from his place at all. Meanwhile, the man looked relaxed. A little while from there and then back with a tray containing a variety of bread, cream, jam, and pieces of fruit.

"Eat!" pinta Dikta after putting the wife's breakfast on the table.

"Aren't you eating?" varissa asked as she put a big mouthful of croissant in her mouth.

"I have," answered the short Dikta. His attention was back on the screen of the gadget he was holding. Occasionally, his eyebrows appear wrinkled when looking at or reading something from the flat object's screen.

Varissa took a long breath. Her husband looked very busy but still had time to accompany her to breakfast.

"What the hell is it?" tanyanya wants to know.

"Here" Dikta brought her phone to Varissa. "The licensing of the Mega project seems to still take a long time to be approved" he added.

"Loh, why? Didn't Kang Jamil say that licensing shouldn't be a problem anymore?"

"The problem is, many surrounding residents refuse to sell their land. They were afraid that, one or two years down the line, they would have no more fields of income than their present land."

"Isn't Mr Gisam ready to take out new land for them?"

Dikta smile. "It's not that easy they trust a promise from a stranger, Va. Moreover, they already have experience often given sweet promises but not realized by some interested parties like us."

"Yes too, anyway! Betrayal is indeed the trait that can most traumatize us."

Dikta nodded his head repeatedly. Agree with what his wife just said. Suddenly, the sound of the door being knocked made the two look at each other in wonder. Who's coming?