Look at me, Delilah

A Wife's Legit

Delilah brushed off Angel's hand as the honey frowned the fried rice onto Nayaka's plate. Because the three are native to Indonesia, the daily menu is also Nusantara food.

"Let me just." Delilah took over by pouring a spoonful of rice onto her husband's plate.

After receiving rice from Delilah, Nayaka lifted her plate, then thrust it at Angel. "Give me another spoon."

Angel smiled, then obeyed her husband's orders. Then, Nayaka ate the rice. Delilah kicked down the table, got up from her seat, then walked away.

He never shared anything, and now Nayaka's attention is turned in two. It's only been a day, and he can't stand it.

"Delilah hasn't finished her breakfast yet" said Angel.

"Leave it. He's hungry, then he'll eat."

"He's mad at me, Nay."

Nayaka looked at Angel. "When you agreed to marry me, you know what my status was, right? You should be ready for everything that's going to happen. But don't be afraid, Delilah won't hurt you."

Angel holds Nayaka's hand. "I understand."

Nayaka took off that grip. "We continue to eat."

The two returned to breakfast with pleasure. While Delilah, prepare to leave. He needs calm. Staying at home will make him angry.

Finished putting on his makeup, Delilah walked out of the room. On his way to the front porch, he sees Nayaka rubbing Angel's hair, and the woman peeping at the back of Nayaka's hand.

She should have been there, but another woman had taken her place. Delilah kept walking, he deliberately nudged Angel.

"Delilah!" Nayaka reprimanding.

"I didn't mean it." With ease, Delilah said that, even though he was intentionally.

"When are you gonna be a grown-up?"

Delilah turned her body to face her husband. "Don't teach me. You are the same. You married this old virgin because you wanted revenge with me, right? Do what you want to do until you're satisfied."

Delilah looked at Angel. "And you, welcome to the world of suffering you dreamt of." Delilah laughed lightly. "I doubt you did it last night with Nayaka. You'll be a spinster forever."

After saying that, Delilah entered her sports car, then passed from the presence of the couple.

"Don't listen to him, Angel." Nayaka said softly.

"Maybe what Delilah said is true, Nay." Yeah, last night was tired, maybe tonight too. Perhaps what Delilah said was true, she would become a spinster, even though she already had a husband.

"Take me to the office."

"Why?" Angel was a little surprised to hear that.

"I want to be with my wife." Nayaka smile.

Angel blushed in shame. The two went back into the house, walking towards the bedroom. This has to be done. Nayaka cannot always reason to refuse to give an inner living to Angel.

At the same time, Delilah went home with a bag containing groceries. Of course, she was surprised to see her husband's car parked neatly in front of the house, even though this is not yet home from work.

"My husband's home?" Delilah asked the driver.

"Young Master doesn't come to the office, Madam."

"Not so?" Delilah repeated the question.

"Yes, after the Madam left, you entered the house with the Young Madam."

"Hey! Who do you call Young Madam? Call that woman the Perakor."

"Egglers?" the Indian man was confused by Delilah's words.

"Call it that way. Understand!"

"Goodbye, Madam."

Delilah walked in, put all her groceries on the sofa, and headed straight for Angel's room. He kicked the door, but it didn't open.

Once again Delilah kicked the wooden door. When the key sounded, Delilah immediately pushed the door, and made the woman behind it back.

Coinciding with Nayaka who just came out of the bathroom. Delilah saw the situation of both. Both wear towels, with wet hair.

Delilah raised her hand, she clawed Angel's arm. "Basic cheesy!"

"Stop, Del!" Nayaka broke both.

Delilah was like a trance, she pulled Angel's towel off, grabbed her hair, and kicked her.

Not wanting to get worse, Nayaka immediately carried his wife, taking Delilah out of Angel's room.

"Take me off!" shout Delilah.

"Shut up!" nayaka snapped by lowering Delilah.

Delilah beat Nayaka's body. "Why did you touch her? Why do you have me?" Delilah sobbing.

"I touched my wife, not my lover!" Nayaka glared at Delilah. "It's not like you're so easy to sleep with Ashraf."

"I didn't sleep with him!"

"Can you prove it? You always spend time with him. You visit her apartment, you think I can be fooled. I saw with my own eyes how much you enjoyed the kiss that man gave me."

"Only that!" Delilah emphasized her tone.

"Yes, and that's normal for you. So too with me. It is obligatory to support a wife."

Nayaka stepped away, after giving an explanation to his first wife. He went back into Angel's room, closed the door and locked it.

Delilah's body slumped down. He cried because Nayaka was out of his grasp. Her husband belonged to someone else now.

Apparently that's not the only pain Nayaka gives. After the incident, Nayaka looked friendly with Angel. Added to that, Kyomi was taken from her father's house because Angel felt lonely.

"Have you got PR? Come on, let's do it together. Mama bantuin," said Delilah.

"Kyomi's been working with Mama Angel."

Delilah's forehead wrinkled. "When?"

"So, I'm off school. Mama Angel said, just do it right away so that the night can relax. It's Kyomi playing monopoly with Mama Angel and Papa."

The boy ran, carrying a monopoly device. Delilah had just come home in the afternoon because she did not want to see Angel's face. Having wanted to be with Kyomi, unfortunately, Angel has preceded him.

Delilah walked towards the family room. He sees Kyomi, Nayaka and Angel laughing happily. I can't stand being in such a neglected position.

Returning to the room, Delilah picked up the suitcase, then put in her clothes and important items. He could no longer bear to live in a luxurious house, but was full of suffering like this. He's moving into an apartment now. It is up to Nayaka to visit him or not.

The door opened, Nayaka went inside because tonight it was Delilah's turn. He was not surprised by his wife packing clothes.

"Where do you want to go on vacation?"

"I don't want a vacation. I want to move out of this house."

"Just stay at Burj Haleena's apartment. I'll visit you once every two days."

"Just give it up." Delilah took her suitcase out of bed.

"Your monthly money I sent."

"You didn't cut my monthly money, did you?" Delilah folded her hands on her stomach. "Oh, yes, I forgot. Now you are a successful man. You can support four wives at once."

"I have two wives, but like four wives. If I send a little money, then my first wife will insult me, she will also go have an affair with another man. I worked hard just for him. But, what can I do. I was an ordinary man, while my first wife was never satisfied with what she got."

Delilah was silent to hear him, he pulled the suitcase, then went out of the room.

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