LET ME GO MY HUSBAND

LET ME GO MY HUSBAND
CHAPTER 11 Feeling Distressed



"Alright, maybe I'm starting to be important to him. Otherwise, why would he be so possessive as to be jealous of all the men that were in my cell phone contact," Andhira said.


Then the man sat down slowly beside Andhira, then stared fixedly at his wife with a hunting sigh. Andhira could only hear the sound of her breathing, but could not see the mimic of her face. Andhira deliberately turned her face away from her husband.


"Dhira," said Daffa in a heavy voice as if he had fallen.


Andhira did not make that call. Had it not been for Daffa being her husband, Andhira might have left there by then. Indeed, for a long time Andhira felt very bored and fed up with the attitude of Daffa srmena-mena.


"Your ear, is his hearing still working" the Daffa circus whispered as he breathed into Andhira's ear. Andhira turned his head and looked at Daffa with a twinkle of hateful eyes.


Daffa smiled grinning. Then, stroked Andhira's face temple with her fingers. "Are you angry because I told you to delete all the male contacts on your phone?" ask Daffa with a sly look.


"Do I need to answer yes or no? Don't you think I don't need to know how I feel to do what I want?" andhira replied with a bitter smile.


"It turns out that you are very clever" Daffa said, closing his lips to Andhira's. However, Andhira immediately turned her face away from him.


"Dress and dress well. There will be a friend of mine coming here. I don't want anyone to see my wife look bad" Daffa said. His speech always contained a tone of ridicule.


Andhira got up quickly, then went to the bathroom. It was not that he was eager to obey Daffa again, but that he was looking for an opportunity to avoid Daffa. Set a shower on top of his head, then he took a bath under it while permeating the cold water that made some bruises his body felt sore. Andhira squealed stifledly and examined the side of her right rib, which felt so painful. "Sick," Andhira's great-grandson.


Sure enough, it turns out that the skin of the body part he examined was experiencing blisters. Andhira did not know exactly when the injury occurred. Because when he was with Daffa, let alone the skin that blisters his tone had made the whole taste of Andhira.


Andhira held her breath trying to make the pain on the scuffed skin not too felt. As soon as possible Andhira completed the ritual bath. About 10 minutes later, Andhira came out of the bathroom. He dried his body with a towel slowly. Trying so that the bruised body is not depressed too hard to cause pain.


"I'm sorry, Mas, I want to change clothes" Andhira said, closing two hands in front of her chest.


"Haha ... I've even seen all parts of your body. You need not be shy, My wife," said Daffa, emphasizing his words while squinting cynical eyes.


Daffa walked up to the bed and threw his body there. Even though he already knew Andhira's gurgle that showed his weakness, Daffa still did not turn his eyes to Andhira. In fact, Daffa deliberately noticed Andhira with a slanted body position and a propping up hand on his face. "If I don't love you, but I deserve your body" Daffa said.


Andhira could do nothing but surrender to his condition at that time. He immediately put on the clothes he had chosen. Then, proceed with drying the hair and combing it. "If only he who was looking at me so closely was the one who loved me. I made sure I would show my love, but right now .. I'm being stared at by a man who can't even appreciate me as his wife. So, is it wrong if I feel uncomfortable and uncomfortable?" whispers of Andhira's heart.


Finished with all that, Andhira was breezed out from inside the room. He intended to do any activities, the important thing was that there was no Daffa nearby. However, it turned out that the man did not let Andhira avoid him just like that.


"Who told you to leave the room?" the sudden Daffa sergeant was already behind Andhira following his steps.


Andhira's footsteps were restrained because Daffa held Andhira's wrist tightly. Andhira's heart seemed to be released. The man never let Andhira feel calm for a moment. "A-I want to make something in the kitchen, Mas," stuttered Andhira making excuses.


Daffa snorted in annoyance while dragging Andhira's arm. "Follow me!" force Daffa, then bring Andhira back into the room.


"You what, Mas?" panic Andhira.


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