My story is not as beautiful as my dreams

Chapter 18

After Dea was satisfied to fight with his own heart he immediately finished his dinner which he had not touched at all, he scooped a piece of rice and then scooped some side dishes and vegetables, just one spoon he put the food in his mouth, it feels he is full with what he eats, how not, he said, Dea had been silent in front of the dining table until now it was ten at night, his appetite was gone, and Dea left the dining table and went into his room.

Before entering the room he told mbak Sri to tidy up the dining table again.

"Sir, please clean the dinner table well." Dea said politely, usually Dea who cleans and does the dishes herself when she finishes eating, but somehow Dea's body now feels weak and sore, until he was lazy to do something, all day Dea mostly daydreaming and thinking hard, so he was lazy, making himself powerless to do what he used to do.

"Sir Adit what are you doing now? how can you not tell me at all?" dea's heart raged again, she still kept thinking about her husband who might now be doing his bed activities there.

"Ahhh why the hell I keep thinking about him, at least he's making out with Reta's mom" said Dea annoyed.

After she was satisfied with the assumptions and thoughts of bad thoughts towards her husband, Dea was now asleep in the blanket that wrapped herself.

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Reta smiled looking at her reflection now many red marks left by her husband due to his hot activities last night.

"Somehow I'm getting more and more unwilling mas, when I force you to remarry." muttered Reta wirih, there were tears rolling on her cheeks, and, perih did imagine if she dumped her husband.

After being satisfied with her own thoughts, Reta turned on the shower faucet and soaked her body with cold water, the roaring coldness she no longer felt, she just wanted to cool the heat inside her body.

Finished with the ritual bath Reta came out of the bathroom using only a towel wrapped in the chest and the core and a small towel wrapped around her head, walking with a sneak so that the husband is not awake from his sleep. But Adit had already blinked his eyes, felt the position next to him, looking for the whereabouts of his wife.

Hearing the sound of the bathroom door opening, Adit pretended to be asleep, closed his eyes back to make the wife unsuspecting, and sure enough, with a quick movement Adit brought his wife's body up on the bed and into the blanket, the towel that had covered the body of Reta was now lying on the floor just like that. And that morning there was another hot activity that drained the husband and wife.

Seriate...