LET ME GO MY HUSBAND

CHAPTER 29 I Hate All This

In fact, Andhira felt very depressed by the condition of himself who had to wear a mask of falsehood in his own household. Not infrequently he experienced a very drastic mood change, for example from the first to feel happy to be very sad and desperate. Exactly as was happening to him at this time, where he had just been happy to have fooled Daffa, but after that he suddenly felt very sad and full of failure.

"Dhira ...," cried Daffa as he exited the bathroom.

Andhira who was in a state of tears immediately wiped her tears and readied her fake smile that she made as beautiful as possible. After that, she turned to her husband. "Yes, Mas" he replied in a delicate voice.

Daffa returned Andhira's smile as he walked towards her. She was in a chest shopping state while drying her wet hair with a towel. "How are you enjoying today?" said Daffa, then sat on the lip of the bed, precisely on the side of Andhira.

"Why is he just asking repeated questions? Couldn't he ask something else that was more useful?" gerundal Andhira in the heart.

"Dhira?" daffa's reply awaits Andhira's reply.

"Yes, Mas. I'm so happy and enjoying everything" Andhira grinned.

"If you're not tired, can you tonight?" daffa asked for his right.

"Of course, Mas. Why wait until I am not tired? Don't you usually not care about it as long as you can get what you want" Andhira's circus.

Daffa flinched as if he were about to give up, or maybe answer or not. For sure Andhira did not want to waste his time to listen to self-defense or apologies from Men he judged only happy on the body Andhira only. Without further ado, Andhira immediately did his duty to serve Daffa. Although his heart was filled only with a sense of death, even though his mind hated him, even though he did not feel the vibrations like a husband and wife. It's okay, as long as there's no chance for Daffa to blame Andhira later.

A few hours wriggling, sipping honey and diving into the heavenly valley full of pleasure. Eventually, Daffa was exhausted and fell ahead of Andhiran. As the lights dimmed in the room, his eyes also closed tightly.

Not so with Andhira. The woman secluded herself into the bathroom and cried incessantly. He felt himself to be meaningless and so despicable. On that very cold night, Andhira flowed her body with water from a shower that hung over her head. The skinning coldness no longer cared about him. "I hate all this. I hate!!" his screams were stifled while beating himself up.

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The next morning as Daffa's two eye beads blinked and slowly began to open. He tidied his hand to the surface of the pillow by his side. However, the man did not get his wife there. "Dhira ...," he called her in a distinctive hoarse voice of waking up.

His call was only silent. Long time no answer from Andhira. Daffa decided to find his wife. He rubbed his eyes and gathered all his consciousness. However, there was an awkwardness that Daffa felt at the time. He frowned and clenched his eyebrows questioningly.

Daffa moved quickly to the bathroom and was surprised to see Andhira's body stiffened with the shower flowing. Until the water seemed to flood the bathroom floor and the puddle almost out the door. "Andhiraaaa!!" daffa screams with a chaotic feeling of uncertainty

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