
Desi has sent me the message several times.
"Female base.no patience," I said in my heart.
I'm on my way to Marsella's wedding, Desi's cousin's sister.
The incoming message from Desi I did not ignore, anyway I was on my way, soon to arrive.
I parked my car in the parking lot. I chose to park in the hotel basement.
I hurriedly headed to the second floor where the reception was held.
When it was near, my eyes immediately focused on the beautiful girl who made me slack.
"Lusiana," I cried in my heart.
Next to Lusiana sat Desi, my wife holding her phone.
Desi is pressing the phone button.
The phone in my pants pocket suddenly rang.
Luciana looked towards the sound of my phone ringing, I quickly turned towards the side of the wall.
Fortunately there was a large pole there, so it disturbed Luciana's view of me.
I immediately turned off my phone, fortunately Desi did not hear a ringing sound from my phone.
Maybe he was focusing on his phone.
I massaged my chest in relief, I almost got caught.
"Why did Luciana get to be there as a guest book waiter? with Desi?" I'm thinking hard.
It turns out that the world is so narrow, is it possible that Luciana is the family of Marsella's husband?
Thankfully luck again sided with me, Luciana sat down as the guest bookkeeper.
Try it otherwise, my secret will be revealed today in front of Desi and Luciana.
Oh my gosh.I breathed a sigh of relief.
I immediately typed a message for Desi.
" Des, I can't seem to get there, my car just broke down" I lied.
"Let's go home by taxi, yeah," I added.
I then immediately left the place, before anyone recognized me as Desi's husband.
Could mess up my plans to get to Luciana.
If Luciana succeeds, I will not hesitate to divorce Desi.
I'm sick and tired of living with Desi.
Desi was too boring, especially now that she was pregnant again.
His body began to look fatter, his cheeks look softer and many pimples flourished on his face.
Desi can not take care of herself, since pregnancy she became lazy to wake up early and always take a shower when it is noon.
Sometimes when I go home, her hair always looks messy.
He likes to wear negligee, my goodness when I always give him more money to take care of himself.
If I told him to go to the salon, he would answer like this.
" Don't go to the mas salon, baby the money just mending me," so always the answer.
I once bought skincare for facial care, the result is that his skincare remains intact he never wears.
"Why do you never wear skincare?" my many.
" Lazy mas..although wearing skincare will not make me more beautiful mas..," so always the answer.
So it's not my fault entirely dong, if there are other more beautiful women I will admire them.
If Luciana, from there it is already beautiful.although without makeup.
Different with Desi.although actually Desi is also beautiful.but lost far with Luciana.
Lusiana from her body had already attracted me, her slim body was beautiful to see the eyes.
How can I stand with him.
Not to mention he was lazy to take a shower, the morning before I left for work he had not taken a shower and when I came home in the afternoon he had not taken a bath either.
When can she dress up for her husband?
She never looked good when I was home.
Surprised me...
Although that doesn't guarantee I don't look at other women when I'm outside, but at least she should be able to look beautiful and neat when I'm with her.
Another thing if we lack money, so he chose to save his money rather than to beautify himself.
We were never short of money, other than I had a pretty high position in the company where I worked.I also had a boarding-house some doors handed over by my papa on my behalf.
I never forbid Desi to shop whatever she needs, she is free to use my money.
But he himself always refused if I told him to do the treatment.
Whether it's going to a beauty salon or treatment to a beauty doctor.
Always what he thinks is saved and saved.
"Make our children later" he replied.
Desi thought only of the children born into the world not yet, but she never thought of her husband's will.
I wanted Desi to always be able to look beautiful in front of me, but Desi never cared about her husband's wishes.
I got to the parking lot, immediately I got into the car and ran my car to my house in Pangkalpinang.
It's been two days since Desi came with me to our house here.
And the plan is still to stay for a few more days because I am also on assignment in this city.
Once there is Desi who accompanies is okay, this is because there happens to be a wedding event Marsella, Desi's older cousin.
Usually I refuse to bring Desi nginep here.
Besides because Desi is pregnant so that she is not tired of going back and forth Pangkalpinang-Sungailiat, also because I do not want Desi to be an obstacle for me to approach Luciana.
I'm gonna have a hard time finding a reason to leave her alone at home.
When I got home, I took a shower and changed my clothes.
Then eating instant noodles to fill my stomach, I was thinking of eating at Marsella's wedding.
But all failed and this is where I ended up.
After brushing my teeth I lay on the sofa while watching a television show.
I don't know how long I've been asleep, I just woke up the next morning.
I saw that there was a blanket wrapped around my body, it must be Desi who covered me.
Last night I didn't hear about Desi coming home.
I folded up my blanket and put it back on the couch.
I opened the room door to pick up my work clothes and would take them to the bathroom near the kitchen.
I didn't want to bathe in my bathroom, afraid to wake Desi up.
I see Desi's still asleep.
I closed the door with heart.
After hanging my work clothes in the bathroom, I prepared breakfast for me and Desi.
I made a toast and then applied it with pineapple jam then brewed a glass of milk for Desi.
When I finished, I took a shower and ate my breakfast.
I went to work after locking all the doors, I did not say goodbye to Desi for not wanting to wake her up.
There was a little bit of guilt about her after what I did last night, I let Desi go home alone in the state of again pregnant with our child.
Let it be, there is no more love for my wife.
I'm just running a wedding that I think is getting bland...