My husband is not gay!

101 Out of the House

Finally, Mia asked for help from some of her boy friends who have a car to pick them up, it is impossible to move just using her tiny scooter.

"mistress, let us call master first," All the art gathered when Ana said she was leaving the house. All try to stop her, while Ana's belongings are her friends who help bring her into the car.

"your master knows it was your master who asked me to move,"

"but madam, what should we say if master asks," Ana sighed, this has been the number of times she explained that Andre was the one who told her to move, but the artisans still can't believe it.

"let alone, you guys just say I'm gone, he's got to know, anyway, the guy he asked for."

'kumaha ieu, asa moal maybe the master who asked the madam to leave?! why is it so difficult for you to contact, again like tea gini, duh! aya-aya!' inner Mang Imam, he kept glancing towards Siti whom he asked to contact her master, but Siti kept shaking her head in a sign that she had not managed to contact him.

"what if you go later if you come?" Mbok Sum is still trying to buy time, hoping his master can be contacted soon. Ana smiled, "Bok, I can't be here much longer, I still have pride, master asked me to leave, can I still be here?!"

"mistress there may be a misunderstanding, sir there is no way to tell the madam to leave," Bi Mirna spoke up.

"who told him to go straight away, misunderstood where else, Bi?"

"came on, Na! everything is done" Galih and Mia stand beside Ana.

"okay!" answer Ana.

"mrs,"

"i'm sorry if I'm so wrong, you guys have my number, call me if you have time, yes,,,"

"mistress,,," Siti sobbed while holding Ana's hand.

"hey, don't cry, you're this! we can still meet, just make a deal, you chat me, okay! the next time I meet don't call me madam again huh" Ana smiled bitterly, she patted Siti's shoulder and then embrace her.

"don't cry," continued Ana again.

Finally Ana left, from the moment she stepped out of the house, since then she would be determined to forget everything, she did not want to continue to fall into grief. Everything that happened in these three months he considered as a pleasant wrong choice in his life, of course it will be a good memory as well as a lesson for him when starting a new life. Now all he has to do is face his family, explain his current circumstances, he believes his family will be on his side, after which he will register his divorce to a religious court. He hoped that everything would go smoothly, once again Ana looked back, all the art, security guards and the Imam stood staring at his departure with sadness. 'Goodbye' Ana wiped away her tears for the umpteenth time.

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Andre walked into his apartment, after arriving in Singapore he really did not have time, especially he deliberately wanted to speed up his work in order to return early.

"mas, can I make you some coffee?" Weni asked before Andre went inside her room.

"yes, thank you, Wen," Andre replied without looking back at him. Andre went into his room to open his suit and shirt he threw carelessly and went into the bathroom.

His heart was completely agitated, his mind still fixed on his wife. Andre let the water flow through each of his body, hoping to calm his mind a little.

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"Weni?"

"i'm ready to put your nightgown, mas, coffee I keep on the table, yes,"

"Weni you better get out, I want to change clothes," Andre spoke without looking at Weni, Weni smiled then walked out of the room, after hearing the door closed Andre then heaved a sigh of relief.

She put on the clothes Weni had provided, then sat down at her desk. He saw his phone again, since this afternoon when he arrived in Singapore Andre continued to contact Ana, but never once lifted. Many times he sent chat still no one replied even read aloud not. Several times Andre sighed heavily, once again he called his wife's cell phone.

"Thank you, An, I beg you," Andre closed his eyes and pinched the base of his nose, he very much hoped to hear his wife's voice this time. Suddenly he remembered something, 'why don't I call home?' thinks "ck! bebego!" he was cursing himself, as he opened the calling page he was completely shocked, there were already over fifty incoming calls from his home number. Andre's eyes widened, his last call was at half-time three in the afternoon, while he took off at three in less than ten minutes, meaning he was still at the airport. He quickly called back his house number, long rang no one picked up, up to three times he repeated the phone and then someone picked up.

"hello," the distinctive hoarse voice of waking up from a woman across there.

"Bi, it's me, Andre." Bi Mirna was shocked, her consciousness returning perfectly.

"mister, finally the master calls back, it's mister, mistress, mistress,,,"

"what's up? Ana why?"

"that master, that mistress,,, astagfirullah,, that,, madam went master," Bi Mirna became nervous for fear that her master would get angry but she also felt relieved that her master had finally contacted her.

"out of the house and at this hour has he not returned?" Andre was surprised that his wife should have returned from college after Ashar.

"no sir, the lady left the house, all her belongings were brought,"

"what does Bi mean?" Andre frowned not understanding, Bi Mirna even confused how to explain it.

"oh sir, the madam stopped by, all her belongings were taken, she said she asked him to move." He finally explained in his own language.

"whataaaa??????"

Andre was shocked he even stood up from his seat unnoticed.

"how can it be????!!!!" Andre's tone of voice began to rise.

"really sir, where the madam is sick, this morning she fell unconscious at the door of the room, we keep contacting the master, but not lifted up. I'm sorry, sir," Bi Mirna explained in outline what happened.

"Damn!" Andre curses involuntarily, and it scares Bi Mirna until her body shakes violently.

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