Love My Husband for Other Women
risma's departure was also Clara's
"Go, if it can make you breathe a sigh of relief. Think again about what your decision is, Ma! I will also look and think about all of this. Pray for me, hopefully I can choose and make decisions that don't hurt anyone.
I-i'm sorry!
I know, this mistake is too big, so maybe you are reluctant to forgive him. I ridhoi every step of you.
Because I believe, my wife will definitely take good care of herself. I'm iklas, go and let's think and introspect each other with a calm heart." said Pandu while looking straight ahead, repeatedly exhaled deeply and continued to speak the istighfar in his heart, in order to always be able to control himself without accentuating his ego.
"Thank you, Mom!" Risma smiled faintly on her shady face. This morning she looked so beautiful in the eyes of Pandu Aditama. Without makeup polish, Risma has a clean and white face. His eyes are soft with pliable eyelashes, nose sharp with thin lips, his hair is beautiful with a black dress, a color that is now his favorite. Pandu stared unblinkingly at the woman who was busy preparing for her departure. Risma walked slowly towards her dresser, swept her face with a thin powder, then began to shake her long hair and put on a long and wide veil, perfect, beautiful, graceful and so beautiful. But still in vain by Pandu Aditama only for the sake of a Clara, who did not even care about the struggle Pandu.
"Mas Pandu, would you like to bring more supplies?" After finishing preparing, Risma approached Pandu who was still staring at him without a sound.
Pandu only nodded, enduring the turmoil that made his chest increasingly crowded by his regret.
"Change your clothes, Mom! And come out for breakfast together. I'll prepare provisions for you!" connect Risma back with a shady gaze that makes Pandu increasingly feel a dilemma.
Risma came out of the room and went straight to the dining table, where there were both her parents and her two children.
Then Pandu joined by already wearing his service clothes.
There was no chat during the dinner table, focus on each plate, but Pandu, like no appetite, the rice on his plate was just stirring since. Risma simply glanced and shook her head.
"Why not eat?
How come you just saw the rice?" suddenly Cinta voiced commenting on her papa's attitude that looks daydreaming and not okay. All just look at each other without anyone chiming in.
"Papa's sick? so it's not good to eat that.
Well, same love mom would want to stay at the grandparents' house, if papa is sick, fail dong show nginepnya!" connect love with the typical style of his children.
Pandu smiled, trying to control himself in order to remain ordinary.
"Papa is fine, baby, papa just thought about it, later it must be the same love also deck Galang." balas Pandu put up a sad mimic on his son who laughed amusedly at his behavior.
"Papa, Love is only a short time to the grandfather's house, besides Papa also wants to have service out of town right? later we can call Vidio right, so papa do not have to worry. Love, mama, same deck Galang it's a pity, we go because kangen just same grandpa grandma, that's loh, Pa!" connect Cinta at length and make Pandu more sliced by the speech of the child, what else is Risma, who immediately chose to stand and pura busied himself by preparing provisions for Pandu, and, even though his heart was not because of hearing the sentence that Love uttered with his innocent mind.
"Ready, perform. Papa!" salute, imitate the style of his papa. It's adorable!
"This is Mas, the box, don't forget." Risma thrust the dining box at Pandu with a thin smile and eyes that began to appear cloudy.
Pandu accepted it with a deep look. "Thank you, Ma!" sahut Pandu smiled, and took the lunch box in his wife's hand.
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Risma, her two children, and both parents entered the car owned by Mr. Damar. Pajero sport black color parked in front of the yard, and the private driver Mr. Damar has been faithfully waiting since this morning.
Pandu delivered the departure of his wife, children and his two-in-law with heavy feelings.
As the car left his yard and began to disappear from his sight, Pandu began to realize, the meaning of loyalty and sensitivity in a household.
Not wanting to dissolve with the situation, Pandu decided to go to the office, a lot of work that must be taken care of immediately.
The departure of his wife's child, Pandu will make advice and whip for himself in order to change for the better. And find a way out so that his problems with his two wives find a bright spot without hurting one of them.
Drove his car berahan, organize his heart and keep his mind to stay fine without disturbing his work.
But before heading to his office, Pandu will first pick up Clara, because he has promised to deliver back to Kediri.
"I will contact Clara, to prepare, so that later I do not need to enter the hotel and immediately can deliver back to Kediri. Huftt, Clara has really tested my patience." Pandu muttered alone in the car and started picking up his phone, dialing Clara's number, but was inactive.
"Why not active?
Clara! Clara! what exactly is on your mind, do not test my patience continuously." Pandu was annoyed and increased the speed of his vehicle to quickly get to the hotel where Clara was staying.
Pandu's car enters the hotel courtyard, and hastily descends after repeating a phone call that still remains unconnected, Pandu is a little anxious, step in and immediately go to the room that was yesterday Guide a message for his second wife.
Pandu knocked on the door repeatedly, but there was no response, and trying to open it was unlocked, Empty! when Pandu had entered the room, there was no sign of Clara there, and the bag that Clara was carrying was also no longer in place.
"You're so stubborn, Clara! Always act as you please without listening to me your husband!" Pandu, disappointed by his second wife's attitude, returns out of the room and meets with the clerk to hand over the keys to his room, checks out. Walking straight with increasingly chaotic thoughts, Clara really drained her emotions.
