My husband never loved me

Something's wrong with my wife

One month has passed. Sisi dsn Ilham has returned to Singapore. But there are different from the two, both of them do not even shyly show their affection in public. Sisi now lives with her husband, Ms. Sundari and Mr. Erlangga are very happy. Because it turns out that the grandson of his son-in-law is Ilham. They will even hold a bagyakan for their wedding.

Ilham has started with his activities, becoming a lecturer at the place where Sisi received his S3 education. They go home and go out always together.

Like that morning, they were still at the dinner table. Syifa, Ilham and Sisi were enjoying their morning meal there.

"Sister, Syifa nebeng yes. Syifa's in the morning lecture, you know!" syifa to Ilham.

"Ehmmm, you're with the driver Fa. I didn't bring a car today!" ilham answered looking at his wife, suddenly making Syifa look surprised.

"Why?"

With his face turning red, Sisi answered, "Silver wants to ride on the bike, Dek." Syifa shook her head and laughed lightly.

"Oh my brother, hot Lo ntar. Kan, Sisi never ride a motorcycle. Be present..."

Sisi immediately frowned, "said who Big Brother never ride a motorcycle. Never mind, when you were a girl. In fact, riding a motorcycle is more romantic than riding a car."

Syifa grew increasingly chuckling, while Ilham only scratched his non-itchy nape.

"Yes-yes understand Syifa now. Say uwu uwuan, right. What a weird couple!" seloroh Syifa laughed.

"Sir!!!" lirih Ilham blinked his eyes, as he saw Sisi already looked grim.

"Yes-iya sorry. Yes, Syifa left first. Assalamualaikum!" pamit Syifa, rising from her seat, and kissed one by one the back of the couple's hand.

"Jewel deh Syifa, why the hell! He mocked us, what was wrong trying to ride a motorcycle together with a husband," Sisi complained with his sour face.

"Dear, don't frown, ah! We will take the bike, yes. Later you sit in the back, hold me from behind, kayaking in those movies. Dilan and his girl," persuaded Ilham and seduced his wife. Instantly Sisi's face returned to his senses, imagining how romantic he and Ilham would be when riding a motorbike.

Already this week, Sisi's mood is often changing. Her desire must be fulfilled, otherwise she just quietly does not want to talk to her husband. No, that's all. Sisi was also more spoiled with Inspiration, wherever her husband went, she always went along.

"Are you ready, baby?" ask Ilham when he saw Sisi was ready to leave.

"Here you go, brother!" answer the enthusiastic side.

"Yes, Come on!" They both walked out of the house to the garage. There, there are several types of moge, but the chosen side is precisely the automatic motor Ilham used.

"Dear, choose this one! You'll be tired, Lo!" ilham pointed to his matic motor.

"I like it, this one! Yuk, Sis!" Ilham shook his head, and smiled anxiously at his wife who was getting more and more strange behavior.

The motor, it's taken out of the garage. The side is waiting on the front page. After her husband came by her motorbike, Sisi quickly climbed in the back seat. After that, on the circumference of both hands in the stomach of her husband, and Ilham was immediately gas-turfed.

The morning sunlight was not felt by the two people who were kasmaran. As the morning breeze was so enjoyed by Sisi, his heart became peaceful. When Ilham propelled the motor was not too tight. Many other road users who pay attention to them, their intimacy is like in the movies in the cinema. Canda, laughter adorns the lips of both.

Even in the campus parking lot, Sisi still wrapped his hands in the stomach of Ilham. Until the motor stops.

Inspiration is not the least bit uncomfortable, with the actions of his wife. They were the center of attention for the students who saw them.

"Until now!" seloroh Ilham, shut off the engine. "Alhamdulillah."

They went down at the same time, Ilham first opened his helmet. After that, he helped open his wife's helmet. "Thank you, Brother!" exclaim Sisi, when Ilham has managed to open his helmet.

"You go straight to class, baby!" say Ilham, when they have entered the campus lobby.

"Mrs. Inspiration, there is something I want to ask about the material yesterday!" said one of the three students.

"May, my college hours will start, yeah!" reply Inspiration with a friendly smile at the student.

"But sir, we can't talk alone to discuss this matter!" that student again.

"Hmmm, if indeed you feel the difficulty of the material, we can set the schedule to take additional lessons. But.on one condition!" Their faces stiffened instantly.

"You have to find some of your friends, to follow that extra lesson to me" continued Ilham, and they looked at each other for a moment.

Their conversation did not escape Sisi's attention, the woman who was standing at the entrance of the campus was staring nanar when her husband was in the cherubim by the odd students. His chest felt tight, without feeling the bulir of tears seeping on his cheeks.

The woman didn't know what was going on with her. In fact, that's a natural thing according to him. But, somehow her heart hurt so much when her husband was close to other women, including her own students.

Striking his legs a little hard, Sisi walked away from them. While cleaning the remains of her tears that have not stopped dripping.

"I'm why, anyway? Why be a gini-cake whiny!" ogre.

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At lunch hour.

The side that at that time decided to go to the cafeteria first, he was looking for a comfortable place for him to occupy. While waiting for her husband to come, Sisi ordered some food. One of them is beef meatballs, sweet iced tea, and dumpling noodles.

Shortly after, Ilham came. "honey, have you eaten?"

"Yes, Brother. Here, Brother. Let's eat, Side and paper!" Sisi's saliva had started to come out, he was already impatient to want to enjoy the food.

Inspiration, join in that place. He chose to eat the dumpling noodles that had been ordered by his wife.

Seeing his wife so enthusiastic about his food, Ilham offered her his food.

"Dear, would you like to add? It's Brother's, eat it!" haggard Inspiration, Sisi also looks excited.

"Really, Brother! The side is still laper, brother. In the past two days, Sisi's appetite has increased!" Ilham smiled bitterly to see his wife who began to enjoy the noodles of his dumplings. Inspiration could only swallow his Slavina, when he saw how to eat Sisi who enjoyed one meal.

"Slow baby. Don't!" The side just grimaces.

The three students who had met in the lobby approached them again. They even asked to be allowed to join the couple.

"Mrs. Can we join us here?" pinta female student with kriwil hair.

At first glance Ilham turned to his wife, and Sisi immediately shook his head.

"Si, I can! We join in here? There is no place anymore!" said the student again.

And Sisi looked to his right and left, after that back. It's true, there's no empty place there. Finally, inevitably, Sisi allowed them to join her and her husband.

They enjoyed their lunch with great enthusiasm. But there was a scene that made Sisi suddenly leave that place.

To be continued

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