
At eight in the morning after bathing Andra, Alea opened her phone. To read the chat of her husband that she plowed.
Though it was only an hour or so Ardhan estimated to arrive at the office, but the chat Ardhan and Sofia were quite a lot. It seems that her husband always took the time to reply to chat messages from Sofia.
Have you arrived, Dhan?
^^^ Just arrive at the office.^^^
[A photo of his desk is embedded in the reply]
Waw! boss mah workspace nice huh, Dhan?
^^^How good is it! but I'm not the boss. Only one manager.^^^
That's been great, Dhan! love me a good job there dong, Dhan ðĪ Let me deket same you adore my heart since decades ago.
^^^Haha, lebay!^^^
Seriously, Dhan! give me a job there.
^^^Worker so what?^^^
So Housewife in your home only, Dhan ðĨ°
Hehe! kanda, Dhan's.
^^^Second house? ðĪ^^^
It is up to the house to how much, the important thing is to wait for you to come home!
^^^Haha! joking mulu suka!^^^
Seriously, Dhan! if you don't want to make me a second home, what kind of love. It matters to your office. I can be proud to have a manager's girlfriend. Haha.
^^^No, maybe it can! everyone here knows who my wife is.^^^
Just say, wife at home and in the office different people! finished business ð
^^^Hahaha, fear of my karma.^^^
Yes, just a mistress! take me to your city, Dhan! please! miss me hard just like you.
^^^Where could it be, Sofia.^^^
^^^I'm married, where it's possible to pick up someone's wife.^^^
Pick up your girlfriend, not the guy's wife!
^^^Sama is mah!^^^
Dhan, you don't want us to ever promise to be together until old age. When you gave me the flowers you picked up at the back of school. But I'm sad to have lost track of you for so many years. And we meet again in these circumstances ð
^^^ I remember all that. I even remember the words you said.^^^
^^^Don't look back! you're not going that way! That means we don't have to look at the past.^^^
Yeah, I remember I said that. But I mean back then, forbid you to look at your past, Naya!
^^^Naya? ðĪ^^^
You used to like Naya, right? and I hate it! be jealous!
^^^No! from the start I liked it was you, not Naya!^^^
Huh, seriously? ðą
^^^Yes!^^^
Ahhh, why didn't I know that long ago. It means your first love is me, right? not Naya?
^^Yes, you're my first love! ð^^^
[By believing herself, Sofia sent a photo of herself who was currently behind her desk.
A photo with a tight yellow top pliers covered in a black blazer. Black hair on the back. He deliberately unbuttoned the blazer just to make his chest stand out.]
^^^August!ðĪĐ^^^
That woman misses you!
^^^Masa?^^^
Aye! he misses the caress too!
^^^ Here I am the hall! want to go up first or go straight down?^^^
Top first, let afdol! ð
ð[Alea is really disgusted to read such a chat. I feel so unappreciated by my husband. If described, it is like throwing cow dung by the husband.
How not to be disgusted to read such dirty chat. Her husband and her boyfriend in childhood. Which is still acknowledged to this day.
Wait for my revenge! bottom two - two human-headed snakes!
Alea said inwardly squeezing her phone.
"Mbak Nur, I'm a little dizzy. Please take care of Andra, right? I want to rest in my room!"
"Yes, Mom!"
Alea left her room, and locked the door so Andra wouldn't come in and see her frail mother.
Alea dropped her body on the bed. And then her tears came. Imagine what her domestic relationship will be like in the future.
Seeing Ardhan who was suddenly crazy like that made her disgusted to see her own husband.
^^^Well, my favorite is that!^^^
Two - two of them?
^^^Yes it! if not afdol!^^^
How can one not be afdol?
^^Yes yes dong Neng! that's right if one in the other suction is squeezed! ðĪĪ^^^
ð[Vomiting! that's what Alea wants now. Disgust is so disgusted to read such disgusting chat.
Alea's tears were dripping more and more. Disappointment mixed with a sense of being fooled gnawed at his mind.]ð
*bondh! that's really nikm*t, Dhan! it feels right down to the brain!
^^So I want to go home!^^^
Wh why?
^^^****my wife!^^^
Heemm, there's a picture of me! want vicall? I opened it in the toilet!
^^^Don't! it's not mine!^^^
The bodo! free for you, Dhan! can't believe there's a guy who's free.
^^^Part can only be seen!^^^
It's good to do solo.
^^^Aahh! often solo! ðĪðĪĢ^^
Yeah how about it again, guys run away with other girls! divorce does not want to! I also don't want to gig*l*.
^^^Don't play the same! so many people! not good for health.^^^
ð["Or health as well apparently!" grumbling Alea.]ð
Yes, same with you!
^^^I want the same halal.^^^
You still have a brain, Dhan! if the other men in tawin it must be directly tancap gas.
^^^Yes it! I still remember my beautiful wife at home!^^^
ð["It turns out he still has a mind!" murmured Alea while holding tightness in his chest.]ð
Yes, your most beautiful wife in the world! ð
^^^Eh, yes first! want meeting. ^^^
Okay, bye bye Papa Andra ð happy meeting!
That last message was already unrequited by Ardhan. Alea was still crying inside the soundproof room.
Sobbing - sedu, imagining the possibility - the possibility that will happen in the future. If only now she was disgusted by her husband. Especially if the chat becomes a reality. Alea must have intervened to demand a divorce.
What if Ardhan finally chose to divorce me, and chose the wicked woman?
He didn't even send me a single message! While his chat with the woman was up to countless!
Will Ardhan ever prefer that woman to me and Andra?
I need to find a job before that happens. I must have my own income, before I'm really thrown away by him.
Why am I now so disgusted by everything that has to do with my husband?
Tok tok!
The sound of knocking on the door made Alea wipe away her tears that had already flooded her cheeks.
Alea opened the door and saw Andra at the door with Nur accompanying her.
"What's up, son?"
"Mama Andha wants ice cim!" andra.
"Buy the same as Nur?"
"Yes, ma!"
Alea took the wallet that was in her closet. And opened the wallet, suddenly his tears just melted away. Considering it was money from Ardhan. Money from her husband's work, which was also distributed to women other than her.
I even began to be disgusted at using this money for my needs!
"Mama?" call Andra to break Alea's daydream.
"Yes boy! it's!" Alea handed over 50 grand to Andra.
Andra went to the minimarket with Nur on a motorbike. Leaving Alea who was crying even more in her room.
"I'll work, Mom! I'll make my own money! I'm reluctant to use this disgusting money!"
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