My wife Slave of Lust

A Confession

...THE POV LIANA ALVIDA PART 2...

I ... don't know for sure if my husband will be back this afternoon. My estimate missed. The plan that has been arranged in such a way is no doubt just a destruction that crashing my life alone. Sturdy slam my chest room with a giant hammer like a weapon of a famous superhero. This tragedy, it's so hard for me to believe. I never thought God would return my sins so soon than I expected. I am a bad wife. I was a useless mother. I don't even deserve to be adored by a good man like Ibra.

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I admit, I'm a lot of friends with other guys. My previous profession made me know many figures of striped nose men who are no less tempting if they offer luxury. But I'm not that cheap.

Even though you knew about Deyandra before, she was really just my best friend. While Baron, that man has been chasing me for a long time, yet I have no interest whatsoever in him.

Different from Vazo ..he is a figure who understands me very well. We have known each other for a long time. Long before I even knew Ibra. He has long expressed his taste, even if only in the frame of a monkey's love. At that time, I only considered him a mere Junior High boy. Who only think of love as a toy and a capital to make jokes.

At first I had no feelings for him. However, she always had her chest attached if I needed it. All this time he was the place where I leaned and shared complaints about household problems. He's my little best friend. A friend who doesn't stop loving even though I've been married by another man.

If asked, how I really feel. I'll answer if I love Ibra. However, the way he loved me was not what Vazo did. I feel like I love Ibra too much, but not the other way around. People say; it is better to be loved than to love.

When I was with Vazo, I really felt more comfortable with his romance and sincerity. He treated me as I expected. So far, we have only been communicating via telecommunications. And only met a few times when Ibra wasn't home. But over time, I started to feel comfortable. There began to be seeds of feeling based on a million attention and need factors. Moreover, the difference between the two is very striking.

While my husband .. I don't think he's good enough to balance me on the bed. I'm sorry, if I had to talk about this taboo. So that everything is clear without any more clumsiness. So, I guess you can guess what kind of woman I am, without having to mention it in more detail.

Many other factors can make me turn away from my husband. Big things or small things. I never even received a compliment for something I did. Ibra rarely says sorry if she made a mistake.

I felt that there was something that could not guarantee the comfort of one's heart, even in exchange for millions of luxuries. Ibra, it has everything. However, there was a form of heart that was neglected when I wanted a pinch of attention. Am I wrong to want more treatment from my partner?

I don't think that's wrong. However, I realized that my fault was .. I was never open to my husband. I tried so much to betray myself. Settle down and curl up in the pain of the heart, even though I actually want to get out of this zone. Unfortunately, I am not a brave person.

I admit my mistake. Admit stupidity. I admit that I shouldn't have acted that way. However, I also admit that I have lost to my lust.

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The roar of Ibra's car engine is no longer heard in the ear. However, I still curled up and lamented my stupidity on the porch of the house. In this downturn, I realized that I was the dumbest woman on earth. I was willing to even willingly exchange diamonds that were many times their value for the satisfaction of lust that I could only feel temporarily. Even without me knowing, I am a mother who has ruined my own son's future with a prank that will only make him run away in the future.