I know you're cheating

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After Gisam's departure, Dikta hurriedly ran to the bathroom to wash the cheeks of the former kissed man in a climatic appearance. Varissa who watched tried to close her lips. For a moment, the woman turned her attention to the screen. He tried hard to set the expression so as not to be caught laughing at the behavior of the husband.

"You're evil!" tuding Dikta so out of the bathroom. His long hands were still trying to rub his cheeks with the small gray towel he was holding.

"I? Wicked?" ask Varissa confused.

Dikta snorted while landing his butt right next to his wife. His face was tangled like clothes had not been ironed even though it had been washed many times.

"I'm daritadi yelling for help, you know! Is it not helped at all?" his chatter while throwing a small used towel over the bed.

Varissa's eyes immediately squinted. Staring at a wet towel on the bed with a dislike facial expression. Then, without warning, she patted her husband's thigh hard.

"That's a wet towel, isn't it?" varissa said, pointing at the wet towel on the bed.

"Let's be there," replied Dikta lazily.

Varissa took a deep breath. It is still a mystery, why men really like to put a wet towel on the bed. I don't know what that means.

"It's wet, Ta!" said Varissa who is still trying to be gentle.

"Yes, it's wet. His name was also recently used," the man replied without guilt.

"Can be dried in the bathroom, Ta!"

"That's aja. It will also dry itself by AC." Again, the man replied without feeling anything wrong in the slightest with his attitude.

"Pradicta Anantavirya!" varissa shouted as loudly as possible. Just contact it, Dikta who was texting with Doctor Imran immediately jumped in shock. His phone almost fell out of his hand.

"I'm not a budge, Va!"

"The towel's on the edge, isn't it?" Now, Varissa's eyes flashed with anger.

Dikta swallowed his saliva roughly. The man nodded obediently without any more defense. Holy hooch! Just one day married, his wife had turned into a lioness. What's up with a year, two years, even ten years? His wife won't turn into a T-Rex, will she?

"Udah sunned?" varissa asked after her husband came out of the bathroom.

Not answering, Dikta chose to nod his head. Doubtful to get back to his wife, he chose to sit on the bed rather than sitting on the sofa near his wife again.

"Sit's sitting there?" tegur Varissa while crossing. Her legs are gracefully crossed with her back resting comfortably on the sofa.

"Pengen aja," replied Dikta origin. The sudden scratching of the head felt itchy.

"Here!" Varissa patted the spot next to her which Dikta quickly followed in a matter of seconds.

"So why? His cheeks were kissed by Mr Gisam?" ask Varissa while stroking her husband's cheek. His tone of voice was suddenly spoiled. Like talking to a toddler.

"He'em," nods Dikta with a manyun's lips. "Got disgusted. My cheeks are so stained," he added.

"Pity! The ex is still there?"

Dikta nodded. "It can't go away even if it's washed away."

Dikta twisted his body a little until faced with the face of the wife. Then, his left cheek he approached towards Varissa. For a moment, the woman stared. His breath was blocked when he found the face of Dikta who was so close to him.

THE CUP!

While cupping Dikta's face, Varissa placed a kiss in the place that Dikta pointed to as a Gisam kiss.

"Well, it's gone. Now, there's only my kiss" said Varissa smiling.

Dikta. It felt like something was stinging her heart as the kiss was anchored on her cheek. With a smile on his face, the man looked at Varissa, who was only a few inches away from his face. And... HUP! He managed to lift Varissa's body up to sit on her lap.

Those beautiful pair of eyes were perfectly rounded. His mouth even let out a small screech when the husband lifted his tiny body just like that without cues. Again, his heart went back. It was lying unruffled to the point of causing anxiety and overwhelming nervousness.

"What the hell are you doing?" Varissa tried to melt the suddenly silent atmosphere. Dikta's sharp eyes completely shattered Varissa's final defense. The woman is not warty. Unable to turn away from such domineering sharp eye charm.

Several times, Varissa was about to descend from the lap of Dikta. But the man did not allow. In fact, his embrace on Varissa's waist tightened until Varissa finally gave up. He resigned. Adhere to a heart that is unable to fight the turmoil of love that increasingly burns the heart.

"Don't always lure me, Va!" said Dikta raspy with fingers playing Varissa's haircut.

"Fishing what?" ask Varissa who pretends not to know.

Dikta smile. His head he drowned in Varissa's chest with his hand now stroking his wife's smooth thigh.

"Good, Va! If you are not afraid you will get sick because of fatigue, I have thrown your body on the bed again at this time," said the man sounded frustrated.

Varissa laughed a little. The long hair of the husband who was still at home inhaled the aroma of his body deeply.

"I'm not tired!"

Hearing the wife's reply, Dikta suddenly lifted her head. That pair of jet netra looked brightly glowing. Her lips pulled out a smile that was so very thrilling for Varissa's soul. Unknowingly, Varissa landed a reddish-lipped kiss that belonged to her husband as a gift.

"You're the most handsome man I've ever met in my life, Ta!" whispered Varissa lirih. Without shame, she expressed what she had been damning about the man all along. So many compliments that he used to hold on to not express. So much admiration that only he can hide tightly so as not to throw away his pride as a woman. And now, that prestige need not be maintained anymore. In fact, if necessary he will continue to praise his man until he feels bored himself.

"So stay with me until we age. No matter how much we fight later, no matter how harsh the words I might say unconsciously when we fight later, I only ask for one thing with you, Va! Never ask to leave. Never leave a man who only looks like this. Even if you get bored, I'll find a way back so you can love me again like this."

Although Dikta said that long sentence with a smile, but his eyes were unable to lie. The sudden cloud covering her pair of jet neutrals made Varissa's heart warm. The overflowing love he could see in those pair of eyes full of sincerity. Unknowingly, Varissa also shed tears. Moved at the words of the man who had loved her all this time in silence. He mentions his name in every prayer, and keeps it from a distance.

"But, if you're bored, how?"

Dikta caught Varissa's fingers tracing each curve of her face. Kissed the back of the wife's hand for a long time.

"I've been through a few years harboring one-sided love, Va! God who bears witness to how difficult it is for me to breathe on the other side of the world without you. We live under the same sky. But, not once, did I feel visible in your eyes for those dozen years. And now God is giving me a chance to be seen by you. What do you think I'm so stupid as to give up an opportunity that might never come twice in my worthless life?"

Varissa's tears are back. Remembering the years he had spent with Erik. When his eyes were still covered in the mist of blind love, he was unable to distinguish colors. Which was good and which was bad, the woman was completely unconscious. Until, even at the time of the death of the father, the consciousness was not visible.

How stupid the old Varissa was. A woman who can only beg for love in a man and family who absolutely do not love her sincerely. Meanwhile, in the same place, which escapes from sight, there is a sincere love that faithfully awaits. Waiting patiently and protecting selflessly despite only the pain Varissa was able to give.

"Ta! Sorry I just realized it now. I love you. Please! Don't leave me at all times" said Varissa in tears.

With both hands, Dikta wiped away his wife's tears. Then, he slowly pulled the nape of Varissa. Shed his lips on the little lips of the wife and then frowned them full of tenderness. Both eyes closed tightly. Enjoy a taste that mixes tears without sound. Until, not since when they have moved to the top of the bed. Still fencing each other. Gurgle the sweetness of each other's taste amid the mountainous love. Again, the taste that they enjoyed last night.