My wife Slave of Lust

Misassumption

After the awkward conversation of the newlyweds, I immediately gasped towards the location of my first restaurant. Located in the city center with the greatest intensity of profit compared to others.

Ten minutes of my vehicle going through the density of the journey. Park it neatly when all four round feet have climbed the restaurant grounds. The security guard who served there seemed to bend his body slightly while smiling to pay his respects, when I showed my face.

"Please come in, sir." One of my employees welcomed the arrival at the entrance. His stature was like it had just been seen in my eyes. He's probably a new employee. But how does he know me?

Ah, let it go!

I smiled and passed by to go to the private room. Where in the room I can receive all the reports and check the bookkeeping. Usually if he is with Vida, he is the one who helps me handle the bookkeeping problem, because he is more master of it.

"Mr ...!" greet the manager of this restaurant when his body enters my room.

"Is there a problem?" I asked when he was sitting on a chair, right in front of me.

"Everything is safe, sir. It's just, yesterday there was a customer who complained about ... menu, sir." He seemed hesitant to say it. As if I was worried that I would get angry because of his boredom.

"You mean?" I frowned not understanding what he was talking about. I don't know, it's because of my perverted thoughts that haven't gone out of my head, or is it because I've been thinking too much about some of the mysteries about Deyandra? I don't understand it myself either.

I thought for a moment to analyze each sentence. "Hem .. do you think the new chef is less reliable?" I asked to go back to him.

"It's not so, sir. It seems like the woman deliberately messed things up. Because, after we gave compensation for the food he had paid, one of the employees tried to taste the food. And it turns out .. it feels good, nothing weird either." He looked very serious about his words. So that I can be sure that whatever he says is the truth. Moreover, he has been working with me for a long time.

"Alright, chances are after this there will be another drama that you have to face. I hope you can handle it wisely. Because I'm sure, you're reliable," I said giving him an injection of encouragement and advice. "Yes, already. If there's nothing else, after this I want to go around. You ... accompany me!"

We both stood up from the starting position, then exited the room to monitor several workers who were each busy with their duties. However, as we passed through the customer aisle, suddenly the two netraku caught a familiar figure sitting opposite a girl.

The deyandra!

Perhaps he was unaware of my presence in this place, so he still remained focused on joking with his interlocutors. If I look closely, the two look like lovers. Evidently from the hand-holding scene they were currently doing.

So, my suspicion is not true. Deyandra had no special relationship with Vida. My inner later. It was as if I had found the answer to what I had asked in my mind.

I breathed a sigh of relief because I had mistakenly thought. I shouldn't have thought anything non-no about my wife. I should have trusted him without hesitation. I should have never imagined, as if I were the truest. But it's not necessarily like that the real reality. I hope my assumptions this time are not wrong.