Rain Blanketed Clouds

Wear Belongs to Others

Lisa is sure if in the room there has been a third world war. The face of the lady in servant status now seemed to smile with satisfaction. His shoulders trembled laughing at the destruction of his master and hoping that they would soon be separated.

"Hahaha I can't wait to be the wife of a Prawira Agasta. No need to work and wake up early, my life will be happy." she laughed with many hopes that will soon change her mind.

Without him knowing if in the room, Arika was smiling to see the husband who had kneeled in front of her. Prawira begged his wife for forgiveness and promised not to repeat it again. Even this fatal mistake, Arika still firmly forgives the husband even though he knows all is not easy to go through.

"I forgive you for our marriage. But don't expect the incident will be easy to make our relationship okay, Wir." he said and passed the body on the bed.

Arika left Prawira whose position was still kneeling in front of her. He did not care how the husband is today, which clearly Arika will no longer want to touch this man until he can completely forget all the things that hurt and accept back the husband.

The two tired eyes were closed, no. Arika is not sleeping at the moment. He was just trying to calm himself. Although shadow after shadow since the arrival of Lisa at home continues to tease her.

Prawira, who was agitated when the wife did not want to face him while sleeping, tried to reach the shoulder. Slowly he holds and wants to reverse the position of Arika. However, as fast as lightning Arika brushed off that disgusting hand.

"Don't put that woman's shit on my body!" Arika said firmly and Prawira no longer reached the body of the wife.

Thinking if with this situation, Prawira will try as much as possible to apologize, dear Arika is wrong. He felt the bed surging and realized it was the movement of the husband.

"Please calm your mind first." It was just that word that Prawira said and the man rushed out of the room after picking up his phone and car keys.

"Where is he?" ask Arika to yourself when looking out Prawira's room is also not there.

He walked quickly to Lisa's room. That night he was really upset by everything that happened. Arika's hand knocked on Lisa's bedroom door repeatedly, until shortly afterwards the figure of Lisa appeared behind the door.

"Mrs, what's wrong?" the question evaporated as if feeling drowsy. Even Arika was furious to see Lisa who felt innocent in the slightest. It was like kicking the woman but she did not want to act rashly. At least if something happens with Lisa and her husband she can still easily see than they are playing out there and it's very embarrassing.

Instead of relieving Arika's anger, the woman was getting inflamed. "Lisa, here's my shirt. Why are you wearing it?" tanya Arika is made to never think of seeing the lingerie that Lisa wears. Although not all hapa, but Arika remembers to wear lingerie models of this and the same color.

Arika's face was completely shocked. He watched Lisa's body wearing the lingerie with both eyes glaring.

"Ups, sorry. I don't know if this is yours. Because it's you who gave it to me." Lisa said with a face as if sinful even though the tone of the woman's speech was full of chafing.

Now Arika shifted her focus to the servant's room. She stumbles in looking for the whereabouts of her husband.

"Mrs, I'm really sorry. The Lord gave it to me. Because I like not knowing if it belongs to someone else who was given to me." Lisa's words really trample on Arika's self-esteem. The words he said of course Arika understood not only meant in the direction of lingerie but also with the body of the husband given to Lisa.

"You should be ashamed, not proud. You're a woman where is your pride?" Arika said a stern word then left Lisa's room without asking. He did not want Lisa to get back to the gap to mock him when he did not know the whereabouts of Prawira.