My maduku turned out to be my Reader

Drama

Degs...

Aisyah looked nervous, with a whisper she walked up to the woman who was standing on the porch.

"Citra," call Aisyah.

POV 1'S

I was stunned to look at her, she was so pretty deserved if Celo was tempted with her.

From head to toe the image is so perfect.

Her hair was long, black and shiny. His eyes, his nose, his lips are all so perfect compared to mine we are certainly very different. Although many say I am beautiful but compared to the image I lost far

All this time I thought her picture might be the result of a bad camera, but I was wrong it turned out she was much prettier than the one in the photo.

Not only me, Citra also looked at me. She smiled so sweetly. With a little run he hugged me who was staring at him.

"I didn't know we'd finally meet" he said.

My eyes wet as he hugged me, yes I stood in my honey's arms, hugged the woman who consciously grabbed my husband, seeing that he didn't know I was the woman he had hurt.

I sobbed in his arms, this is how it feels to be hugged by the person we hate, the one who sows wounds in the heart.

The image took off her embrace and looked at me in wonder.

"Why are you crying Ayesha?" ask the image in wonder.

"I'm happy to meet you" I lied.

As much as I could stop crying, I didn't want to pre-drama because the real drama was about to start.

"I'm also happy, I don't know if we who always meet in the comments column can now meet in person like this" he said.

"Yes," I said.

I pretended to cling like I was looking for something.

"What are you looking for?" ask Citra.

"Your husband didn't send you?" askaku.

"Busy him," Citra replied with a lethargic face.

"Week-week gini is not a holiday?" ask again.

"Aisyah's profession is also a doctor so it's natural to be busy on holidays" replied Citra.

I nodded with a smile then I called my aunt to bring me some drinks and snacks for Citra.

Now replace Citra who asked me, she asked me where my husband was.

"Still in the room, he's fine if grooming and likes long time no matter what's polished for a long time," I replied with a smile.

As the cool chatter of Citra's phone rang, Celo called out to her.

"What's wrong?" ask Citra.

I don't know what I'm talking about Citra said that she had reached my house.

The image laughed out of no idea what Celo told her.

I saw him as really hurt myself.

"It's bad" I said as Citra switched off her phone.

"Yes Aisyah, my husband is sometimes really mesuuummm, he is sure I VC coincidence he is now in the bathroom," he said.

My hands shook, my heart ached so much that my husband's behavior with his honey was appropriate the number of times I saw him bring his phone to the bathroom.

"Astagfirullah mas, mas," my mind.

"What if your husband?" ask Citra.

"My usual husband, anyways we can immediately take a shower together why should VC like that?" my answer.

"Yes the heck Aisyah you are different ma me, we used to live in different cities rarely meet and to vent our longing yes we vc so," said Citra with a sad face.

I smiled.

"Depending on the Cit, I've also been an LDR but my husband and I have never been like that, we're regular VCs, even though there are sometimes adult chats between us" I concluded.

The image just smiles.

A lot of what we talked about, the image is very hambel he is easy to get along with, he is also a humorous person exactly when commenting on my novel.

Perhaps it was because of this attitude that Celo was tempted, in fact I regretted, such a perfect image willing to become a second woman, she said, though if he was looking for another man he would definitely be able to get a much better man than Celo.

"It has entered the fourth month of Aisyah" replied Citra.

"Yes a big one" my dream

With my glare I looked at her, could it be that Celo's time would be more for her? can I share my husband with another woman? or did I choose to leave?

I who was always afraid of being cheated on has now happened, the threat of leaving that I said was not heeded by Celo.

At the same time Celo came from the room, she was wearing knee-length pants and a white t-shirt.

"Darling is your friend?" tanyakanya.

Citra and I looked at him at the same time.

Suppose I could capture the expression of both of them maybe I would capture it if necessary I would hire a famous photographer to take pictures of Citra and Celo.

Celo looked at Citra so with Citra.

"Mas knows this is my friend," I said by pulling Celo who was still standing staring at Citra.

Celo was like a dazed person, he just kept silent saying nothing.

"Mas, hey. I know this is my friend." I repeated my words.

"Oh yes, baby" he said.

Celo thrust her hand at Citra.

"Celo," said.

"Partner," Reply Image.

They turned out to play a show to me, they chose a drama that didn't know each other.

Hmmmm maybe so I don't suspect.

Celo sat a little away from me but I approached and held her hand. I want to make Citra understand that Celo is mine even though I'm actually sick of Celo.

"This is my husband Citra? he's handsome, isn't he? he was such a kind, loyal, honest man and once prioritized me in his life, with him I was like a Queen, not the least of which he let me get hurt" I said with wet eyes.

"I love him so much Citra" I added with a smile.

The image looked at me with a sad look then he smiled.

"Fortunately you Aisha has a husband who loves you so much" she said.

"Yes I'm lucky" I looked at Celo.

"Well, am I lucky to have you?" my many.

"Yes" he answered briefly.

"Want you lucky you don't have me?" ask me again by looking at him.

Instead of returning my gaze Celo instead looked at Citra, I also threw my gaze at Citra, I saw her close her eyes while raising her head trying to hold back the tears that fell. I know and understand he is very hurt by the drama that is now in the middle of a live show in front of him.

"What lucky thing? I looked at Citra instead," I protested.

"It's not good to love your friend" the reason.

"Why?" many protests.

"Beauty, dear" he answered.

"We make love in front of him, just answer you lucky or not" I said.

"Yes lucky dong" he said.

"Give me a moment" I said, hugging him.

I did it on purpose so that Citra was hot, perhaps cruel and sadistic but she was much more sadistic and cruel because she had taken my husband.

"You guys just continue chatting I want to go up first," said Celo.

"No, no, want to do it up, there are guests even left," protested me.

I didn't allow Celo to leave us because if the actor left it wasn't exciting.

"Sit sweet, don't use reason to go up or where, I just ask you to sit here temenin I chat with Citra," I said firmly.

I looked at the lowered image.

"I'm sorry Cit, I'm chatting with my husband" I said.

"Oh yes Ayesha, no papa," he said with wet eyes.