My wife Slave of Lust

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The arrival of Deyandra and Ranti who were impressed suddenly without notice, made my heart pound a little. They came together and in the same vehicle.

Is their relationship that close to making the two look familiar? There is no way that yesterday's captivity could make the two become friends, right?

Ah, I better ask!

"you guys? Why are we together?" ask me directly without further ado. They immediately took their seats, before answering my question.

"Yes, Ranti deliberately invited me to meet you," Deyandra replied as she glanced at Ranti. The girl nodded, as if they were communicating via a gesture.

I cringed not understanding. "Why indeed? Is there something you want to say?" I started guessing. Rather than assuming for too long, it was better to hear a direct answer from the two.

When the three of us were in serious mode, suddenly mom appeared with Ibram in her team.

"Eh, there's a guest. Ranti .. Why are you so beautiful, son?" greet mom with her own soft language style.

"False, Aunt. Is this baby ...?" Ranti responded with a sweet smile on both corners of her lips. Instantly his gaze was attracted to the tiny figure who was in the sling of the mama.

"Yes, this is Ibram, his son Ibra," replied the mother, still swinging her grandson's body left and right. I can see Ranti still developing a smile towards Ibram.

"Who is this, Ib?" mama asked while turning her eyes to the young man sitting next to me.

"Oh, this is Deyandra, Ma. The theme ... Vida." My lips are a little stiff when it comes to recounting the name of a woman who once filled the emptiness of the heart, colored the days, and gave birth to Ibram into this world. But how else? Destiny has revealed a identity of a wife that I can not deny. No matter how much I want to deny this harsh reality, the more powerful the facts reveal all its long-hidden rot.

"Hem .. so, just a minute aunty into first, you guys just continue the chat." Mama said goodbye while spreading a smile at the end of her sentence.

He must understand, these two people who are sitting with me must have important needs, so he wants to give us privacy.

Shortly after Mama entered, ART appeared to come with a tray containing drinks and snacks. After putting all his luggage on the table, he immediately parted in his friendly.

"Look, Ib." Deyandra was heard sighing heavily while confirming her sitting position. There seems to be another hidden fact that I do not know.

Of course, I put both ears well, so that whatever information he will convey later, nothing will be missed.

"I want to apologize for not being honest with you in the first place. Maybe if I'm honest, all the mysteries about Vida will never exist" Deyandra said with a regretful mimic. The pull of his lowered head was enough to prove that he was truly regretting his unhappiness.

"I'm sorry, Ib. Unexpectedly, my silence even dragged me alone in a problem that almost harmed my wife and my future children," he continued, as part of the closing.

I did not respond with a single word, just put on a dumbest expression which of course was already understood by both. Especially Ranti, whose eyes had not been diverted from me.

"I also want to apologize, Ibra," said Ranti with teary eyes.

DEG

Ranti's words were really successful in making my heart jump as well as wondering, sorry for what?

"I'm sorry I kept it a secret that ... Baron is my brother." The girl started sobbing with a embarrassed down face. It was as if to admit that he had blood flow with a man who successfully destroyed the household and my life was a disgrace so shameful.

DEG DEG DEG

Especially this?

"I just found out that I'm not the biological child of my parents" he continued in sobbing mode.

It makes sense, because physically Ranti does not look like a descendant of Javanese at all, but Chinese.

You remember, don't you? I came to call him 'amoy' because of that. But I can't believe he and the Baron are siblings. This is really unbelievable, because the nature of the two is very different.

"I'm sorry, Ibra." He was still muttering that word because I didn't give any response. Not hate, but too surprised by all of this.

"Why did the Baron kidnap you?" ask after a while of closing my mouth.

"Because he knew that I had come to this house that day, to tell you the truth. But, again I failed because I could not do it," he said, looking at me with a sad look. "I can't bear to say it, Ibra."

Huuuffft .. I can only sigh deeply. Either way, this is just a matter of non-disclosure, and they have their own right to do so. I ... as the main figure who was injured, could not also casually blame them. After all, both Deyandra and Ranti had regretted her decision.

"Actually .. if you guys keep quiet as well, I really don't mind it. Moreover, now everything has been revealed. But, I want to thank you very much for your honesty. This attitude of yours .. deserves appreciation," I said to encourage them. Because from the moment I saw it, it was only the unpleasant expressions they painted on each other's faces.