My husband, Doctor Adrian

My husband, Doctor Adrian
Meanless



LULA POV


On the way home, Adrian and I boarded my car. I'm the one driving. One, because maybe Adrian is not used to driving a sedan. The second reason is because I know he may be very tired. While the car itself will be delivered by Mother's driver.


Silent.


"I'm sorry I forgot your birthday" she said slowly.


I glanced at him with the end of my eyes. "That's what you think?" my many. Long time not talking to him makes me awkward.


"What matters is that I came, right?" smith again.


"You think coming with you is important to me?" many angry.


"Keep what's important?" tanyakanya.


I sighed, then shook my head in disbelief. Is this true Adrian? I never married this man next to me. Does she think coming to my birthday is important? Coming for two hours is important? While for hundreds of times 24 hours I have to be without him? I decided not to answer. Silence until we got home. I'm putting my car down. We also went into the house.


I took a shower in the guest room, which has been my room for two weeks. When I got out of the bathroom, Adrian was already there. He sits on my bed. He was wearing his pajamas. Her hair was wet from shampooing.


I who only wear a towel coil feel disturbed. I opened my closet, looking for a nightgown.


Adrian hugged me from behind. He pulled me to the dresser. There was a mirror the size of half an adult on the table. Now we can see each other through the mirror. I can feel his breath on my neck. He kissed my shoulder softly. My breath hunts. I was about to turn my body to face him, but he held me back. He took off the towel around my chest while continuing to kiss my back. Now I'm not covered by a single thread.


Sigh after sigh escaped from my mouth. He lowered his pants. "Adrian, you.." I'm about to protest. I'm not comfortable having to be in touch now. Especially with this style.


"Hmmm.." Adrian whispered in my ear. He rubbed his own into mine.


"Akh.." I grimaced as he inserted himself into me. He's hitting me faster.


"You always make me want to." she whispered.


He squeezed two of my mounds. She raised one of my feet on the dresser, without letting go of hers. He came back to hit me quickly. We don't stop sighing. As one of my legs was raised, it became more flexible. I lowered my head, enjoying every beat. The blasphemy caused a sense of fullness in my body that made me feel like crying.


Adrian grabbed my hair slowly, raised my head, forcing me to look at our activities from the mirror reflection. I can't deny how sexy she is. He did not stop the action, but his hand hugged my thigh raised on the table. He touched my womanhood, thrusting his finger over my pleasure point, while still entering me. I'm pounding. Shortly after, I felt a great tremor in my lower abdomen. I screamed, and felt the liquid have come out of my core.


Now he lowered my feet so that both of my feet were on the floor. He pulled both of my hands from behind, exposing my chest and shaking as Adrian's body entered me. "Ah, Lula.." his body shook with detachment as he called my name. He pulled her out. He quickly put his pants back on, put both hands on my waist and peeked at me. Not a second later, he was out of my room.


I breathe heavily. Don't know if you should be sad or happy. Does he just consider me a lustful? What was the use of her sweet words earlier when we were in contact? Are they just unbelievable words?


I decided to follow Adrian to the main room. He was ready to go to sleep. I was standing at the door, about two meters away from him.


"You know you're gonna pass the company on to me?" my many.


Adrian sat up on the bed. He leaned his body into the headboard. Then he nodded. I can't believe what I saw. He knows, but all this time just shut up?


"When did you know?"


He seems to think. "One year ago." he said casually.


"What's? Don't you have any thoughts about telling me?"


"Make what? Your decision can't be challenged."


"I don't want to! I still have a job!"


"I can't change my decision." He sounds a little emotional.


"But you are his son.. Why aren't you.."


"La, I'm tired. I'm working tomorrow."


I looked at him in disbelief. Maybe I'm just a grain of sand compared to his noble job. I held back my tears. Should he do something like this? In this day?


I clasped the doorknob, I walked out of the room. I cursed myself who had been in a husband and wife relationship with him just now. I promise in my heart I won't talk to her again.


Next day..


It's five o'clock in the afternoon. Nissa and I were in my room. Tonight my three best friends and I will celebrate my birthday. I decided not to tell Adrian, given his treatment of me lately. He never told me about his activities either.


"Gue don't know what's on my in-laws' minds until they want to inherit the company to me, not the son" I said suddenly.


Nissa gawking. I also told you about last night.


"Gee.. In-laws lo owner Wijaya Group?"


I'm nodding.


"Wow.. I know you are in-laws.. But I just knew that. Yaampun.. Life is perfect, anyway."


"Huh? Ain't wrong?"


Nissa giggles. "Yes, you can't be perfect. There must be a minus."


I smiled wryly. Suddenly my tears came.


"La? Why?" Nissa asked softly.


I told you about last night with Adrian. How insignificant I was in his eyes. How he only touched me when he wanted to.


"Gue ain't strong, Nis." I'm sobbing.


Nissa rubbed my back. "Patience, La. Perhaps soon he will be given the same wisdom Above. Do not miss praying, yes." he said.


An hour later, we arrived at one of the clubs in Jakarta. It was Hesti and Dion who proposed this place. Worse, Nissa and I were wearing overly formal clothes while Hesti and Dion had already prepared a change of clothes.


The music sounds slow. This place just opened. Maybe the night will get louder. We sat at a table with three long sofas that surrounded the table.


"Well, why choose a rich gini?" my many.


Hesti pointed at Dion.


The designated answer is "Biar fun dong. This is another place of hype. I happen to know the manager so I can reserve the place." Dion told me.


I hope Adrian doesn't track me.


We ordered Henessy and some snacks. Crazy Dion singing on stage. He also shouted "Happy birthday Lula!" at the end of the song. We can only laugh at him.


We've been here almost an hour. The drunken Nesti and Dion were constantly making fun of us, making us laugh out loud. I'm happy to be with them. I want to really run away from my household problems.


The sound of the song began to thump. We move to the rhythm of music.


"La.." call Nissa. He and I are fully aware. We don't want to drink much.


I looked at Nissa.


"That's it.." he said.