My sister - in-law my husband

Let's End It

Dean grabbed his wife's soft hand slowly, when he heard the heavy sighing of his wife.

"Yank sorry!! I'm sorry, if my attitude has been so sick to you!!" he said in a hoarse voice, and his brown bead began to glaze over.

The kiss of the soft hand was affectionate and deep, in order to make the master feel comfortable.

Dinda looked at her husband's chocolate bead deeply, actually Dinda could never read the chocolate bead in front of her, when she felt the chocolate bead belonged to her husband, as if to say it when he meant so much, she said, but the attitude of her husband who is more concerned with his female friends than she is always imagined, and able to make her indecisive.

"Yank?!" dean said again.

"Hmm." answered Dinda quietly, trying to pull her hand from her husband's hand, when she realized from her daydream.

Dean let go of his hand slowly, silent for a while until finally, Dinda opened her voice.

"I..do not understand you. neither do you!" said Dinda while throwing away her mania any direction.

Dean just kept quiet, and joined his wife's speech.

"I've been trying to get to know you, but when I feel like I know you better, I feel like it's just all you know...!" he said at length, while occasionally trying to smile, even though the smile was bland.

"Your love word.your miss.sorry, I don't know why I feel like everything is just a fake!" her mumble again carelessly occasionally glanced at her husband.

"If it's just mercy and responsibility, you better stop it all" she said, trying to smile sweetly at her husband.

Dean was still silent, with his face starting to harden.

"Hah" Dinda sighed heavily, a sweet smile still etched into her lips, despite the forced impression.

"Please don't apologize anymore, because it's not your fault..." Dinda stopped her speech, as she closed her lezel bead, a sense of tightness began to rub against her at that moment, making the clear liquid begin to fall soaking her two smooth cheeks.

"It's my fault I'm the one between you and Cesya...So let's end it all...?" he said Dinda stopped when Dean kicked the table, very hard, making Dinda's body vibrate violently, when he saw the successful vibration made the glass roll and "Prack" broke immediately.

Not accepting with his wife's words, Dinda squeezed her dress in fear, while staring at the hardened face of her husband, who was already standing at this time, her tiny lips were very moody at this moment.

"Is marriage just a game to you?" he asked with a stare, and sharp, made Dinda's body tremble and cold sweat made.

"I'm han.." said Dinda stalled when Dean left at the time, and "BRAK" Dean slammed the door hard.

Making the pregnant woman shocked to see him, because for a year of marriage, not once did her husband act rude to her.

"Hiks..hiks..hiks.." Dinda's cry broke instantly.

"Am I wrong?" he thought as he rubbed his stomach slowly.

"I just want to give him freedom, is that wrong?" he thought while sobbing.

Yes, already from the last few months, Dinda thought about this all, mentally and carefully preparing, to say this all, however it is not easy for a princess Andinda.

Where love and affection have grown in her heart, where her mind and heart are only centered and focused only for her husband.

But it was her love that made her have to be willing to let go of her husband.

"Is that really the reason?" he thought while mocking himself, "The fear of getting hurt is too deep, also a trigger for Dinda's decision at this time.

Dinda was afraid that if one day Dean would first ask for a breakup to him, then before he was more dependent on this relationship, it was better to just end his thought.

He hoped it was his last self-defense, although ill, but he tried to be sincere, remembering that Dean did not belong to him in the first place, because Dean was only a mediator.

Dinda closed her lezel bead, while occasionally hiccuping, because the tightness from earlier squeezed the corner of her heart.

Seriate