My wife Slave of Lust

Second Mistake

Vida leaned over to pick up some groceries, after asking me to step back slowly to create some distance between us.

This is the first time he will present his best treat to me. Of course, I wouldn't let him do that alone. By involving ourselves in some action, finally our lunch has been presented on the round table contained in this mini kitchen.

When we were both busy eating his typical Javanese food, Vida's phone rang a sign of an incoming call to her six and a half inches flat object. Spontaneously he glanced towards the screen of the phone that was currently on, then glanced at me and was alone to receive the phone.

I just nodded without asking anything, after he returned to his dining chair again. "I'm sorry, lunch was interrupted. Next time, I won't be carrying a cell phone with you." Without me asking, he himself immediately created a rule that I think actually does not matter if he does. Moreover, sometimes I can't get away from my own phone either.

"You don't have to feel guilty. Honestly, I don't have a problem at all." My intention was to say those words to encourage her heart. However, it turned out that the response was different to what I expected.

"Emmm, that's it." His lips seemed to be a little child who was not granted his request by parents. His hand movements were not like before. The food was just stirred up, as if I had let him down.

But I just let it go. My assumption is that maybe he's in trouble at work, after receiving the voice call earlier.

This is my next mistake. I think everything is ordinary. In fact, things that I think are small and trivial, are not necessarily the same in my partner's judgment.

At the time, I didn't think that - perhaps he wanted me to do the same - discuss things we liked and didn't like. Spending time alone without any interference from other worlds can tear apart our little world that should only contain me and him.

His name is also human. I am not an angel who does not escape from wrong and khilaf. However, my mistake was the most fatal thing that I realized would be a time bomb in the integrity of my own household.

"I'm down, yeah. Success for the concert. I'm sorry I couldn't get you" he said as my four-wheeled vehicle pulled up perfectly in front of his office gate.

Yes, today was his first day at work, having spent a week on leave. I deliberately delivered it, because after this, maybe next week, I can meet my wife.

"No papa, be careful, yeah." Just that sentence, all I can say. He grabbed my palm and kissed his back. Like the action of a wife shalihah when delivering the departure of her husband to work.

He smiled stiffly, then picked up some documents that he had put in the back seat. Like someone was holding him back from quickly coming out, he sat quietly next to me again. "Is anyone missing?" I asked who felt that there was an oddity that was happening to him.

He looked at me and looked at me with a sad look. Whatdoes thatmean? Did I ask the wrong question?

"Aren't you gonna kiss my forehead?" she kept looking at me like that.

Uh, I blinked, then pulled his head closer to me. I pecked his head short, then kissed his cheek later. "Sorry, I forgot."

He smiled as if thanking me for the treatment he might have felt romantic about me. Then get out of the car, and walk quickly into his office. While I, go straight to his office house, to deliver his personal belongings.