My wife Slave of Lust

Fourth Mistake

"Welcome, Sir!" exclaimed a security guard who used to stand guard in front of my restaurant. I just threw a smile while nodding small at him. There was a questionable look on his forehead that was deeply wrinkled. Perhaps I felt an oddity about my coming to this place at night.

Yeah, I never go to a restaurant at night. And it would be a big question for my employees if I did.

FLECKISH

Regardless of the strange gazes from all of them, I immediately gawked into my private room. Putting my guitar in the corner and tossing my body on the sleeping sofa that is available there.

Today was exhausting for me. Tired physically and tired of mind. Trying to ease the tension that hit my head, I pressed both my temples with my thumbs.

Along with that, I could hear the sound of knocking on the door along with the sound of someone asking for permission to enter. I know that voice. He was the manager at my restaurant. Because he's the one who communicates with me more than any other employee.

A few moments later, someone behind the door came in, after getting permission from me.

"Do you want us to prepare dinner, sir?" her question that might have been able to read my appearance that seemed messy. He must have thought that I was having problems with my partner and decided to go home to the restaurant. Ah, let. I don't care about this moment.

"Byeah," I said briefly. He came out right away after getting that answer.

You guys wonder why I prefer to go back to this place?

Really, I'm not that brave. I am just a person who can swallow bitterness alone. I'm just a person who can struggle with my thoughts, even until my heart dries up and shrinks by itself. And I .. was just a helpless figure when I saw the tears on both cheeks of the idol.

Huuffft .. You can blaspheme me. You can mock me with all your heart. But I can't lie to myself that I'm so afraid of losing her. Parting with Vida is not one of the lists written in my dream book. Because my biggest dream is to age with her until death do us part. Without a third seat occupied by another person in this household.

But what is power. The plan stay the plan. God is the Most Exalted. I can't even shake off this bitter destiny. Which is exactly where there is another figure between me and the wife.

Now you must be asking, is it true that I still want to maintain this relationship?

I already have the answer, but wait until I get home.

...💔...

Baby, where are you? Why didn't you pick up my phone? I'm so worried about you.

Such was the brief message sent by Vida when dozens of voice calls and videos I ignored since last afternoon. I don't want to talk or even communicate with him in writing.

Not because I hate it, but I still need time to calm down. Maybe not meeting him for a few days can make me better and ready to resume some new episodes in this life.