I know you're cheating

Potent move

After Gisam Butena came home, Varissa continued to stare fiercely at Dikta full of suspicion. Whatever her husband does, he always watches the CCTV 24 hours. Occasionally her forehead wrinkled, then turned her lips away as her husband appeared to smile thinly at the screen of his cell phone.

Knowing that it was being considered since then, Dikta finally decided to reprimand the wife directly. It's nothing, it feels uncomfortable to be noticed that sharp from close range.

"Why the hell, honey?" tanyanya while lowering the device that has since become its main focus.

"No. Nothing," replied Varissa cynically while crossing her arms. A book located on the nightstand he reached. Open sheet by sheet but not read at all. It was all he did just for the sake of distracting Dikta.

"Tell dong, what's up! I'd be uncomfortable if it was observed from such a close distance as you."

Varissa. You are insensitive!!

Sighing deeply, Dikta grabbed both of Varissa's hands. The back of the wife's hand is filled with love and then gently touch the wife's shoulder while rubbing it slowly.

"Why, anyway?" ask again.

Varissa. Still reluctant to express his heart.

"I made a mistake?" Dikta says softly. "I'm sorry that. I didn't mean it, honey!" he added with a hand that stroked the woman's long hair.

Treated as soft and dear as that by the husband, finally Varissa leep as well. Aih! Who is able to linger suspicious and angry if Dikta already applies seromantis it to him. In fact, Dikta also said sorry for mistakes that he did not know at all. That added to Varissa's heart.

"You're the same Gisam, how was it?" Finally, Varissa started talking.

Dikta furrowed his brows. Honestly, he did not understand why the wife asked such a thing.

"Yeah... Just plain," replied Dikta.

"How common is it?" Suddenly Varissa turned around suddenly. Her eyes squinted staring in full search at the husband's beautiful face.

"Yeah... Like you saw earlier," said Dikta with a hand that scratched his head.

"You've never dated Mr. Gisam, have you?"

And... Dikta's eyeballs almost rolled out when he found a strange question from his wife.

"Va, I'm normal! Where would I want to date same-sex. You're the one who really dong, honey!" dikta protest with a face of despair.

Varissa. She answered her husband.

"Yes, who knows, right? After all, every time you meet, why does Mr. Gisam always drop like a lizard to you? You are not a wall!" said Varissa while leaning her back on the head of the bed.

Dikta also leaned his back on the side of Varissa. The man sighed then grabbed the wife's hand and then kissed her again for several times.

"Surge is so. But not to everyone. Just to some people who he thinks are like family." While patting the back of the hand of the wife who was pregnant with her child, Dikta continued to tell stories. "Then, when he was in college together in Amsterdam, he was also like to go to Michelle. To the extent that, they had been in the dating gosipin and made Michelle rampage while throwing gisam wearing shoes in the college hallway. Dan, you know what's going on? Gisam was immediately taken to the hospital because he fainted due to being hit," added Dikta with a small laugh recalling past memories.

"You mean the green-eyed girl who used to be?"

Dikta nodded and Varissa suddenly bowed with a grim face. Compared to his jealousy towards Gisam, apparently the jealousy towards the figure of the green-eyed girl was much greater. In fact, when the girl had never appeared and told him again, she still felt jealous when her husband told the girl's story while smiling.

"Still jealous of Michelle, huh?" ask Dikta.

His beautiful wife fell silent. From the look on her face, it was obvious that the pregnant woman was jealous. In an instant, Dikta hugged his wife's body. He did not want Varissa to be hurt by negative thoughts that should never have crossed his mind.

"He's nothing more than a friend, Va! He never managed to shift your position in my heart since long ago especially now. Plus, Michelle is not a female usurper. She's a woman who knows when she should stop fighting. And now, she's married too. And, maybe, I don't even remember her life anymore." Dikta increasingly tighten his embrace in the body of the wife. "Darling, Michelle was already happy with her life choices. Although they were betrothed, but I knew that Fernandez was a good man. I'm even sure that Fernandez can make Michelle forget about me in such a short time. So, please throw away your jealousy and live our lives together happily."

"Sorry!" said Varissa softly.

"But, Ta...,"

"But what?"

"Survy isn't gay, is it? You never turn either, do you?"

Holy hooch! Back to that topic again. Dikta patted his jidat. Holy hooch! Why is this so suspicious, anyway?

"Javab, Ta!" varissa said urgently.

"Oath, Honey. Do not do, imagine it, I was disgusted first," said Dikta gave a defense.

"What really?" search Varissa.

"Yes, Honey. The oath!" dikta said seriously.

"But how is Gisam? You guarantee that he's not gay?"

Nah! If this one, Dikta could not be sure either. Is it Gisam, Gay? I don't know! Because for many years friendly with the man, Dikta had never seen him dating any woman. Never mind going out, being close to women other than Michelle, never used to.

"Not answered?" Varissa pinched her husband's waist which looked dreamy.

"If that, how would I know. I've never meddled in other people's personal affairs, dear."

"That means there's a possibility, right?" varissa said in a tone that rose by an octave. Dikta's embrace he disembows. Now, the woman looked at her husband with a riled face. His chest heaved as panic began to whack.

"Don't my guess be right? Did Mr. Gisam have a crush on my husband, huh? No, no, no!" Varissa shook her head hard. "If he wants to take my husband, what? What am I supposed to do? The time' of the actor in my household is also trunked? What do people say? Indeed, Dikta wants the same swords Mr Gisam?"

"Definitely his mind was traveling everywhere again," Dikta leaned in with her hand flicking Varissa's forehead.

"Who said?" deny the pregnant woman.

"Me, just now!" answer Dikta with raised eyebrows. "You don't think anything weird about me and Gisam anymore, do you?" guess the guy was on target.

"Ma-where is. You really are a person," said Varissa panicked.

"Review yes, Va! If until you dare to fantasize that is not about me as Gisam, I will..," Dikta paused his sentence. I don't know what to connect that sentence with any more.

"What's it, huh?" challenge Varissa while smashing her shoulder into Dikta's shoulder.

"Will..," The sentence still hangs. The volume of his voice was almost gone.

"Will what? Let's doused!" Varissa's tone again rose by two octaves.

"Don't be angry, honey! Pity our son," said Dikta win.

"Will what? Let's go ahead!"

"Will sleep!" said Dikta who with lightning speed laid his body then pulled the blanket until it covered his head. This is the most effective way to avoid the problem of Pradikta Anantavirya version.