
"My wife is my business has nothing to do with you. Just do your duty as my woman, make me happy" Vishnu looked at Mia sharply as if to say,
'Don't take away my home life..!'
Mia bowed in fear, she saw a flash of anger at Vishnu's gaze, and,
" I'm sorry Mas, I don't mean to interfere with Mas's household problems, it's just that sometimes I'm jealous of my wife," Mia held Vishnu's hand which now stands before her.
" r... What are you jealous of ? Time ? I don't spend 90% of my time with you every day. Money ? I gave you more than enough, right ? What else do you want?" Vishnu holds Mia's body.
Vishnu's eyes were closed and increasingly clutched tightly to the body of Mia, who in his imagination he was embracing Rena.
" She, I don't want to stay at the boarding house, I want to have my own house so that I can freely meet you, without having to fear being discovered by other boarding friends. Every day we can be alone here." Whine Mia to Vishnu.
***
With all the persuasions and expertise to take advantage of the situation, finally Mia managed to make Vishnu melt and buy him a house.
Of course, do not ask again, after Mia moved to the house that Vishnu bought, they were getting sticky, Vishnu was getting crazy, he did not remember having a wife, as if he did not remember having a wife, The day was only with Mia even she had rarely returned home, there was always a reason for her to spend time with Mia who according to her version of her is Rena.
Sapphira was not unsuspecting to find her husband getting away, only she trusted Vishnu too much and did not want to think negatively about her husband.
Whatever reason Vishnu gave as his alibi not to go home, Safira always believed and tried not to protest.
*****
That afternoon, Safira who was busy choosing groceries at a mini market near her home was shocked by someone who patted her on the shoulder.
" Hey...Old Fira can't find !" Greet the girl.
Safira immediately cheered and hugged the girl
Yes, the girl's name was Dara Safira's best friend since she was in elementary school, but when she went up to 2nd grade of SMU Dara moved out of town because her father, a high-ranking government official, moved to work, and because of the busyness of each of them so cut off communication.
" Just this week I moved here again Fir, I have been working on a project here for 3 months, I contracted a house in our former SMU housing estate" replied Dara enthusiastically.
" Uluuh uluuh,, the prospective architect of this one, is indeed a success yes, the college has not graduated already dapet big project, living in elite housing anyway, and so on, it is not a tin can if the office child, what is super !" Ledek Safira while laughing.
" hey...Madam, did you forget that you are also the daughter-in-law of the highest official in the city ? Crazy yeah, marriage didn't say say." Dara turned her face pura angrily
They were also broken, too, Dara had just found out that Safira was married when she had just arrived in this city and got the news when she accidentally met one of her Junior High School friends who happened to work at the airport.
"Where is the young marriage good? reportedly in addition to the official's ghost, you are also the wife of a famous businessman ?" Dara asked who was only answered with a knotty smile by Sapphira.
" Well, what are you, when is marriage ?" Safira diverts her chat, as if not enthusiastic about discussing her marriage which now feels not as beautiful as before.
" I don't know Fir, since my father's affair and seeing my mother's suffering, I don't seem to believe in marriage, I'm traumatized. A year after we moved to the city, my father had an affair with a man jal*ng, The woman bereng**k was destroying the happiness of my family, draining my father's property until my father was almost fired, he said, fortunately my mother fought for my father's career, and my father realized then left jal*ng that 6 months ago. I'm trying to piece together pieces of my family's happiness that were destroyed." Dara sobbed to tell her story.
Sapphira hugged her best friend. His heart was sad to hear the story of his best friend.
" Patience, Dara's spirit you can." That was all Safira could tell her best friend at this moment.
" God has not let me calm down at this time Fir, not long ago I met the prostitute*r, it turns out he lives in the same housing with my rented house, even our house across. She said she was living with her husband, no matter what kind of stupid old man was entangled in her deceit, but well, well, at least she wouldn't be back with my father again if she was married now." Dara's story is long
" Huh... Is he your neighbor ? Is he here ? I wondered what the woman's face was like. Your mother is amazingly beautiful, you know, your father was tempted." Safira was furious.
" Yes, but he doesn't seem to know that I'm his neighbor. She was rarely out in the afternoon, every day she and her husband went out in the afternoon and returned to her house by morning, which I was astonished.... He could have lived in this town, but I knew very well that he was not a real person here. If you're curious, let's go to my house, let's talk rich first." Take Dara.
" I'll be at your house tomorrow, I happen to be out of town this week, right? No one is calling you, right ?" Sapphira Ledek.
" Iishis.. Who is taking 'em ? My girlfriend doesn't have. Okay tomorrow yes, deal !" Dara sumringah when Safira says tomorrow she will stay at her house.