My wife's lover

My wife's lover
chapter 70



Until I picked up my son Andre, my daughter Alya I couldn't find yet.


"Alya's sister has met, huh?" ask Andre


I shook my head weakly, "Not yet, son!" answer me.


"Oh my God, so where's my sister? Where'd mom take her?" my son looks worried.


"Patience son, we'll keep trying to find your sister!" my promise.


"Why is that mom, Dad?"


"Hmmm. Dad doesn't know. Let's just go home first!" take me.


We then went back to the car. In the car I saw my wife was agitated while holding her stomach.


"You why yank?" many wonder.


"Hmm, mum. My stomach hurts," he replied softly.


"Oh my God, are we going to the doctor?" soft ask.


"Hhmm, it looks like my stomach hurts, feels bloated too, mas!"


"Your stomach hurts? You're laper, yank?"


"Laper?" he asked back.


I nodded, "Yes, baby!"


I remember every time I was pregnant, Lisa used to complain that her stomach hurt and bloated. It was because he was hungry. Also because of her pregnancy.


"Hmmm,"


"We're looking for food, huh? It's also lunch time!" take me.


"But we still have to find Alya, mas!"


"Yes baby! But we also need energy. You don't want to be sick. Andre must have been a laper!" I looked back to the back seat where my son was sitting. He looked agitated as he stared out the window.


"Ndre, let's go get some food and then we'll find your sister!" my spoken.


"Yes, yeah," he said.


I drove back to find a place for lunch. After arriving at a small restaurant, I immediately parked the car.


"Yuk down!" take me and open the car door for my wife and son.


We then entered the restaurant. Maybe because it is lunch time, although small but the restaurant is quite crowded. Luckily there was an empty table. We were sitting down before anyone could occupy us.


"What do you want to eat?" I asked while handing the menu book to my wife and son.


"I'm anything, dad!" sahut Andre without looking at the menu book.


"I'll order some meat soup, mas!" pinta.


I ordered food immediately. While waiting for the order to come, we just kept quiet no one wanted to start talking. We are busy with our own thoughts.


I'm confused where to find my daughter again. It's also strange why Lisa wasn't at home. Did he deliberately dodge so that I couldn't meet Alya. Butwhy? I'm really dizzy. I was so scared to think about what David would do to my daughter. Because I'm starting to understand what David really is. I'm afraid because of her hatred for me, she'll hurt Alya. Hhh, I'm really stressed thinking about it.


Because busy with our own thoughts, until the waiter delivered our order we did not realize it.


"Sir, ma'am, please" said the friendly waiter.


The surprised me immediately turned to look, "Hhmm, thank you, mas!" sahutku.


"Andre, let's eat!" my word is to put food in front of my son. He just nodded small.


"Yank, you eat too!" tell my wife. He just nodded too.


We eat in silence.


After we finished eating, we went back to look for Alya.


"Where are we looking for a sister, Dad?" ask Andre.


I shook my head weakly, "Dad don't know, son!"


"Yesterday he wanted to bring Alya but was forbidden. She was afraid that her husband would hurt Alya. I don't know maybe mas is just excessive but seeing how David has been against mas, I'm afraid he will also behave the same towards Alya."


"Hopefully not, ma'am. Children do not understand adult affairs."


"Yes, I hope."


Until late afternoon, we did not know the news of Alya. We stopped by for a while at the minimarket.


"Hopefully Alya was brought here!" I said expectantly.


"Yes, mas. David knows we're always here."


I stopped by the barn, I still didn't see Melly's mom.


"Did you see Melly?" ask the employees at the warehouse.


"Mak Melly from yesterday didn't come, sir!" the answer.


"Hmm. . . ,"


What exactly with Melly, it has been two days not coming to the minimarket. I hope he and his son are okay.


I then went back to the office. My wife and children are busy with their devices.


"Andre, do you remember the phone number you used to use with your mom, son?"


Andre turned to him, "It hasn't been a long time, Dad!" saith.


Hhh, it turns out Lisa has changed the phone number that is usually used while still living in the boarding houses first. Then how to contact him.


I then returned to supervise the minimarket and record the inventory of goods in the storefront. Previously the task I gave to Melly but because the woman did not come to the minimarket for two days so I took over the task again. It turned out that there were some items that stayed a bit in the storefront and I had the warehouse employees fill them up again.


It's late, the cashier's counting today's earnings. And after that report to me with today's money. I then put the money in the safe. After all was done, we immediately closed the minimarket.


"Lisa was not between Alya to minimarket even though the David would know where the minimarket. Was he on purpose, huh?" I muttered when we were in the car.


My wife turned her head, "We wait until tomorrow morning. I hope they take Alya to school. Come with anyone, Alya still has to go to school, right?"


"I thought so too, yank. But I'm still not calm that Alya has to spend the night with that David!" my clear. I don't know how I feel good. Maybe if David wasn't evil, I wouldn't be this worried.


"So what now, ma'am?"


I took a heavy breath, "We go home first. Look tomorrow morning, "my answer is resigned.


I drove the car home. We arrived half an hour at home.


"So what's Alya's sister, Dad?" ask son.


"We'll wait for tomorrow, yeah. May your mother take Alya to school."


"Yes, yeah. I'll go to the room first, Dad!" pampered.


I nodded and went into the room following my wife.


I lay on the bed next to my wife restlessly. My wife closed her eyes. I kept thinking of Alya until my sleepiness disappeared.


"Hmm, mum. Very restless in his sleep?" my wife's protest is still with her eyes closed.


"Sorry, yank. You sleep!" my word.


I still can't sleep when the clock strikes twelve. I got out of bed and turned on the tv. Hopefully, watching tv can make me sleepy.


May God protect my children wherever they are. Aamij!


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