
In the car, Asya was still staring at the streets. Although El has tried to find various topics for him to talk about, still the wife is silent.
"One day, Mas El will also leave me, right?"
"What kind of empty egg is that"
"Because Mas El is also Papa's choice, Mas El also carries a wound. Was I born to be hurt?"
Again El had no answer to the wife's question. El took Asya to stay at a nearby hotel, the day was getting late and their trip was still quite far away. Asya was still pensive, even after El ordered various kinds of his favorite Korean food.
El knelt before his wife, clasping Asya's hand tightly. An apology was thrown from El's lips, a word of regret he did not escape saying. But it still does not change anything, Asya is still upset in his emotions.
"Darling, I won't leave you. Seriously"
"Now Mas El can say that, but later? How will one day?"
El laid his wife's body on the bed, enveloped Asya and asked her to sleep. It was late, he did not want to see his wife crying tired.
After accompanying Asya, until the girl fell asleep, El went out of the room. He went to the restaurant for dinner. Only a short time El was in the restaurant he then went to the VVIP room at the hotel. Special bar for members.
The atmosphere of the club that El missed, for a few days he could not come and drink there.
He drank only two glasses to calm his mind. While staring around, looking for an impingement. There are a lot of women in sexy dresses. A woman in tight clothes approached the young man. The body shape that El likes.
The woman placed her hand on El's shoulder, and the other hand was on El's thigh. There was no way El could resist such temptation. His hands had entered the woman's clothes. Squeezing and squeezing the woman's tat pan that he doesn't recognize.
At times like this, he forgot all his promises to his wife.
El invites the woman to go to the room, he pulls the woman to sit on his lap. A professional knows how to satisfy. His body squirms over El's lap.
El uncovers the tight dress, pulling the woman's body closer to hers. Ah, the pleasure that El seeks. He began to strip off all the clothes of the woman, momentarily watching her body from top to bottom. After that he pulled the woman back in his lap.
El's favorite twin mountain, he's very happy to play there. Suck and bite him small. Although the voice of the village han woman is not as good as his wife's. The woman tried to undress El, but the young man refused. Only Asya can see his body, only his beloved wife.
"Well, you cheated sir, I've shown you everything"
"Only my wife can see my body"
"You'll make him hurt, if he finds out about this"
"You're right, let's finish it and I'll be right to go see him"
El played back the woman's chest. And the woman again wriggled passionately, El could feel hers being awakened from sleep. When he was with Asya, he never fell asleep. Just by looking at Asya, there was a push within El, his wife was indeed extraordinary.
After being satisfied playing, El gave some money and tidied up his clothes again.
"Master, I think you love your wife very much. Don't make him hurt by this habit, or you'll regret it if he leaves one day"
"You're right, thanks for your advice"
That short conversation, can't change El's habits. He still cannot control his attitude. Although he has now managed to hide it from Asha, it is not impossible that one day his wife will know everything El did today.
"Where's El from?"
"Darling, you woke up, want to eat?"
Asya pulls El closer, she sniffs the smell of another perfume on her husband's body. Instantly Asya's countenance changed, he began to guess the no-no.
"Once you eat, there are a lot of restaurants. Don't think too much, your little brain will explode"
"Ih, nasty"
Asya fell asleep again in her sleep. His body and mind were exhausted. I don't know what else he'll see tomorrow.
After making sure his wife is asleep, El dialed Zio's number on his phone. He asks Zio to prepare a surprise at home. Decorating the rooms and houses to welcome Asya's return, also preparing his wife's favorite food.
Not to forget, El also asked to invite Jihan and Gita. Maybe being with her best friends will make Asya feel much better.
"Ready boss" Zio replied.
El hangs up the phone, then goes back to his wife.
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The next day, El was getting ready to check out of the hotel. They walked in tandem toward the lobby to return the room keys.
"Master" said someone.
El looked at the woman he met last night. He nodded small to return the greeting. Asia, he looked at her with frowns. His mind wandered back, a familiar face for Asya.
"You, Neisha, right?"
"Oh, Miss Asya, we meet again. I've been looking for you everywhere"
Neisha reached into her bag, taking out some money she always carried with her wherever she went. The money he should have given Asya. The woman looked at El, deeply sorry to learn that El was the husband of the woman who helped her first.
"I'm sorry Miss, I'm sorry I did it"
"What do you mean?"
"It's okay, I'm sorry. And here I give your money back, give it to your Papa. I don't want him to slap you again"
Asya momentarily fell silent, he had even forgotten about the incident. The money that Asya was supposed to pay for practicum activities, even Asya gave it to Neisha to treat her mother. The girl couldn't bear it because Neisha's mother was a hit-and-run victim. And at that moment, Asya was there, looking at the incident. That's why Asya can't just be quiet, he feels he has a responsibility for it.
But after Neisha's mother survived, Asya was scolded by her Papa, she got slapped in a public place. Because without Dirga's permission, Asya did things that Papa did not like.
"No, just save it for your sister's school. I don't need it" Asya said and left Neisha.
"Sir, you've got a wonderful wife. Don't hurt him, there are a lot of men who will replace you to make him happy" Neisha said.
El nodded and went after his wife. He looked at Asya who was standing next to the car. Gender his head to someone's car. El knows his wife is sad, but Asya's silly attitude can't keep her from laughing.
"Sorry Miss, what are you doing in my car?"
Asya raised her head, looking at a man who was not her husband. When his eyes widened, he turned his head and looked at El who was not far from Asya standing. In the same car, Asya felt embarrassed, she immediately apologized and went to her husband.
El laughed out loud at the face of his wife who was flushed with shame.
"Mas El ih, nyebelin"
"Well, what are you doing there yourself? Her husband's own car mass doesn't know"
"Tau ah"
"Freaky girl"
"Mas El is weird"
"You"
The debate continued until one of the security men approached the two of them.