My wife Slave of Lust

My wife Slave of Lust
Go home



Until morning greet my eyes can not also be closed tightly. Thinking of something that was successful enough to block the chest cavity, making my drowsiness seem to disappear in the wake of suspicion. From that moment I could only see Vida who was sound asleep without the slightest intention to wake her up.


Deyandra's words last night!


Ah, why should I hear in the moment of happiness that I just created to recover my wife's slump over the loss of the fetus in her womb?


It's like a successful typhoon shattered my confidence, when the weather was very clear. How can Deyandra who I suspected all this time, was not the main figure?


If not Deyandra, who is that man?


I guess if I ask Vida directly, then this holiday will be a mess.


Aaaarrrggghh.


What am I supposed to do?


Kure-mas shoots my own hair because I feel frustrated with the inner struggle that torments me at this time. I want to clarify and get answers to this puzzle. But why is my courage as if shrinking in the earth?


Am I so scared of losing Vida?


Am I so afraid to get him in trouble?


Or am I so afraid of the truth?


Ah, I suck!


Instantly my memory was dragged back to the nightmare that became my sleeping flower at that time. A dream that feels real. A dream that almost drove me crazy, and a dream that almost made me part with Vida.


Without disturbing my wife's sleep, I immediately rose to shiver my head. Hopefully that way, the struggle that goes on fiercely in there can melt along with dampening the feeling of heat that from last night was very comfortable in the chest.


"Darling ...! It turns out you're here."


Vida stepped closer, as I was resting my chin on the iron fence right on the cabin porch. Staring at the endless vast expanse of the sea, it made me feel a little calmer than before.


I could slowly feel Vida's hands slipping through my left and right bodies, then wrapping them together on my shoulders. He hugged me from behind. Placing his face against my back, he said, "Why don't you wake me up to take a bath together. I really like that." There was a small ruckus that accompanied his dialogue.


However, not one bit makes me not flinch. I still stared straight ahead without responding to his words. My body temperature instantly warmed back up after getting its potent treatment. I don't know why my head is back on edge and my emotions are back on the surface.


"In the morning you have rented this, where do you want to take me? Are we going shopping? It seemed like there were many places to explore on this island," he said adorning the morning silence dominated only by the sound of the wind. The waves did not even want to cheer as if they were very understanding with my current mood.


Not having received any response from me, Vida reluctantly let go of her embrace and moved beside me. Wrapping one of her hands back around her neck while looking at me questioningly. "What's wrong with you, honey? Is everything okay?"


Looks like he hasn't checked his phone yet, so he doesn't know if last night there were messages and incoming calls from Deyandra.


Regardless of the question, I immediately turned around and moved into the cabin. Vida who was inexhaustible with my cold attitude, then followed my movements. With still capitalized blanket to cover her innocent body, Vida's steps seemed to be sucked-seot.


"Darling, what are you doing?" he asked as he watched me pack our things and stuff them all into the suitcase in quick motion.


I still don't care about it, and keep focusing on my work. "Darling ...!" His steps followed me who was currently picking up my personal belongings that were in the bathroom. "Darling ... What exactly happened?"


Again, I ignored it. I went straight back to the bed and stuffed the stuff into the suitcase I had put on it.


Vida seemed to be just standing in front of the door of the small room. Staring at me with teary eyes and a raging mind for sure. I then stopped the movement that had been wrapped in emotion, and ventured to look back.


True to my guess, his face was already covered in tears. This is why I don't want to look at him directly because I can be weak at once to see him moping around. However, I don't think this is the time to indulge. Vida must realize her mistake until she explains everything.


"We're going home, now! Be prepared!" I said firmly, then came out with my suitcase and left hers.