My wife's lover

chapter 48

I stepped on the sidewalk without me noticing I had arrived in front of the minimarket. Maybe the road to the minimarket was the usual path I went through so my footsteps took me there.

I sat in the parking lot, staring blankly.

"Sir, Anto!" greet one of my employees who suddenly stood near me.

I looked up while smiling. The smile I forced. He looked strangely at me.

I went into the office I used to live in. I lay down on the sofa. I feel so tired. How not, from my wife's house to this minimarket I walk that I usually ride a motorcycle takes more than ten minutes.

I also slept for a long time. A few moments later I woke up. I heard the adzan maghrib, I rushed to the mosque close to the minimarket.

After that I went back to the office, sitting there calmed me down a little. I busied myself with the work that I had left yesterday.

Tok tok. . .

I looked towards the door, "Come in!" my word.

"Sir Anto, here's a report of the goods coming in yesterday!" obviously one of the minimarket employees while putting a notebook on the table.

"Yes, thanks!" sahutku.

I was again busy with my work so it did not feel minimarket to close.

I went home using an online motorcycle. Arriving home, the atmosphere was deserted. I saw my son's room, they're asleep. I then put my foot in my wife's room.

Chequek. The door is not locked. I slowly went into the room, and my wife was probably sleeping. Turns out I saw him sleeping on his alphabet. Could it be that he was waiting for me to go home to sleep after prayer? I don't have the heart to see it, but if I remember what happened this afternoon, my disappointment resurfaced.

I sat on the couch, lay down and closed my eyes.

"Mas!" my wife suddenly cried out to me, who sat down under the couch and held my hand, "Don't stay with me, my lady!" he said with a trembling voice.

I was shocked to sit down.

"Mas, I accidentally met him earlier. He-he was my ex back in school. He held my hand for forcing me to come with him somewhere. But I don't want to, Mommy. Really,mas. If you don't believe me, you just ask Alya. Why would I marry you if there was another man in my heart?" clearly while sobbing.

I could see her puffy eyes, probably crying for too long. Am I so bad I don't believe it? But after experiencing betrayal, I was indeed difficult to trust people anymore.

He wiped away his tears and stood up, "Mas may silence me, but please don't leave" she said with a pleading face and then passed from before me. I saw him back in bed with his back to me. I could see his shoulders shaking. Is she still crying? My chest kambali feels tight.

I rushed to him. Sure enough, my wife still sobs. I turned her body to face me.

He was immediately shocked. He looked so sad with a face soaked in tears. Even the pillow she was wearing was wet.

"Mass?" he said with a trembling voice.

I pulled him in my arms. I rubbed his head. I was shocked, his head was hot. Wife fever.

"I'm sorry,mas. . ." Her cries broke and her shoulders trembled violently.

I tightened my embrace. Is this the sadness? I really feel guilty.

After the crying subsided, I then let go of my embrace. I removed the tears. Her cheeks feel warm. He's really feverish.

"You have a fever!" my spoken.

"Don't stay with me. . ." he went back begging.

I shook my head, "Mas will never stay with you!" my firmness.

His eyes were round, "Really, ammas?"

I nodded, "Sorry mas, huh?"

"I'm wrong, mama."

I took a deep breath, "Mas was wrong too!"

"So you believe me?"

"This time I believe!" my firmness.

"I really didn't meet him, Mom. I'm not leaving without a car anymore!"

"Mas didn't ask for anything from you! I just want you to be faithful, that's all. If one day you don't want to be with me anymore, you honestly don't have to cheat!"

"I just need some love. Since living alone, I've never been comfortable with a man."

"Thank you! I only have genuine affection for you and your children. It's not berharta!"

"Hmm,mas. I. . ." He hung his words with half-circumcised eyes. One hand held his head.

"Why you?"

"My head. . ."

"Your head hurts?" much worry. He just nodded.

"We're going to the doctor?" ask me again and he just shook his head.

His face looks pale. After that he fainted.

"Darling!" I tried to wake him up over and over again.

I tried smearing eucalyptus oil also on his neck and nose while I massaged. Half an hour later he woke up.

"Mas. . " he said softly with his eyes slightly open.

I hugged her, "Sorry!"

"I-I'm thirsty,mas,"

"You thirsty? Hold on, get me a drink first, yeah!"

I rushed to get him some water to drink. I then helped her to sit down, "Here, go!" I said while helping him drink.

"Hmm, thank you very much."

Suddenly, crutch kruukk. . voice from my wife's belly.

We looked at each other, "are you hungry?" my many.

He lowered his head then nodded slowly.

"So, no dinner, huh?"

"Hmm, you're not hungry yet."

He just grunted.

I held her up so suddenly that it made her startled.

"Mas. . ." he shouted.

"We eat!" my firmness.

"Hhmm, hasn't the dinner yet?" tanyakanya.

"Gum!" sahutku.

"Not hungry is there an appetite?" ask again.

I glanced at him then kissed him suddenly.

"Hhhmm,mas. . " he said in embarrassment.

"But like, right?"

He just looked embarrassed. His face no longer looked as pale as before.

"Mas, there may be no more food in the kitchen."

"We cook!"

"Hhmm, males ah cooking nights!"

"The masakin' masakin!"

"Can you cook?"

"Of course!"

"Oh, huh? Then I want rasain mas cuisine!"

"Hmm, she's got."

She smiled, "Fortunately I have a husband like a mas!"

"Lucky where? I have a husband who has nothing!"

"Dark,mas. Treasure and happiness are not seen from money or goods! Family is more than anything!"

"Unfortunately not all women think that way!"

"What do other women think is important to you?"

"No,yank! Only you!" my firmness.

"Hmm, I am indeed a lucky woman, mama!"

"Alhamdulillah!"

Arriving in the kitchen, I dropped it off, sat down on the chair.

"Mas, what are we cooking? I can't eat instant noodles!"

"In the refrigerator, what are the ingredients? Rice's still there, right?"

"The rice is still there, ma'am. In the refrigerator there are only chickens and fish."

"How about we eat grilled fish, hmm?"

"Can you? Isn't it too long?"

"Are you hungry, huh?"

He nodded immediately.

"On the fry, huh?"

"Hmm, it's okay to eat fried occasionally."

"You wait, yeah!"

I was busy preparing the fish to be fried. Half an hour later, the fried fish with the seasoning is ready. We then had dinner together.

"That's a big bang, gold!" praise wife.

"Times?"

He nodded his head.

"Mas bribe, huh?" my words were directly thrusting the fish plus rice into his mouth right out of my hand.

Not half an hour later, we finished eating and went back to the room.

"Yank, man,"

"Hmm, is it?"

"Aren't you sleepy yet?"

He shook his head.

"Don't you?" soft ask.

He smiled as he nodded slowly.

"We pray first, huh?"

"Hmm, yes. . ."

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