Sincerity of a Woman

KINDA SUSPICIOUS

That afternoon Windu continued his work.Yasinta also went home to prepare dinner at an expensive restaurant. Everything was prepared very well.

"City ... Wibisono? You still in the office?" yasinta asked in a very soft voice.

"Yes Honey. There's some work to be done tonight, too. Maybe I'll go home tonight" Wibisono replied slowly explaining.

"You forgot, what day is it today, Mom?" asked Yasinta in a spoiled tone.

For a moment, Wibisono glanced at the calendar on his desk. The date marked by her as the anniversary of her marriage to Yasinta.

"I'm sorry, Yasinta. We're having dinner now. I can still postpone my work tomorrow. We're dinner, right? You're looking for a good place for our show tonight" Wibisono said slowly.

Wibisono, a very nice guy. He married Yasinta because of an arranged marriage from his extended family. She felt guilty because Yasinta was not pregnant.

Yasinta's smile widened from behind her phone. All his plans seem to be going smoothly.

"Yes, we're dinner. Then, if you want to continue working again it's okay. I want to go shopping and I'll wait for you to come home to us" Yasinta tweeted in a spoiled tone.

"Our house? Wooden house?" ask Wibisono slowly. A few years ago, as the fifth anniversary gift, Yasinta asked for a wooden house located behind a hill. The plan is that the house will be made a villa if both of them want to vacation.

"Yes, our house? Did you forget, Mom?" ask Yasinta slowly.

"I didn't forget, Yas. I'm sorry, if you haven't been able to make you happy and haven't been able to give you the offspring you dreamed of. I'm sorry, Yas," said Wibisono.

"Yes, Mas. It's okay. Maybe our way of life is like this. But I'm proud, all this time Mas is also loyal and never look for another," Yasinta said slightly.

"Not even that should be you, Yas.you who patiently address me who has many shortcomings. You are still loyal to accompany me," said Wibisono increasingly feel guilty.

"You're still loyal to me, aren't you?" tnya Yasinta started looking for discussion.

"I'm certainly loyal to you Yas. What's lai for? Where there are men who have shortcomings like I want to sort. Should I ask you, Yas? Can you survive this situation?" ask Wibisono then.

"I'm proud to have you. You're hardworking, and you've always had enough of my needs" Yasinta replied slowly.

"But me? I can't make you satisfied in bed with my might, Yas. You certainly feel bored with our marriage," said Wibisono who continues to be haunted by guilt towards Yasinta.

Since his marriage, Wibisono can no longer divide Yasinta inwardly. Once upon a time, Yasinta had prepared everything for their first night, but again Wibisono failed. Since then Yasinta has changed little, but still takes good care of Wibisono

Many rumors that yasinta cheated with Wibisono's subordinates. But, Wibisono did not want to bother. He didn't even care about the no-man's babble. He would believe it if he saw it with his own eyes.

"What does it all mean, if you want to get treatment?" clearly Yasinta is gentle.

"You know, right, Yas? Even the doctor told you. I can't heal. All my life, I'm gonna be like this. Do you want to hold on?" ask Wibisono.

Wibisono sat down at his desk and looked at Yasinta's beautiful photo. A good woman, her parents who have been so loyal to her for ten years.

"I know Mas. I'll stay, as long as I know Mas is loyal to me. But, I'll leave, if I know Mas Wibisono has another woman besides me?" spoiled great-grandson.

"I'll never do that, Yas. I love you so much" Wibisono said truthfully.

"We're a dinner? Send the location to me?" wibisono said slowly.

"Yes, I sent ya," replied Yasinta slowly.

Today is certainly a happy day for Wibisono who will celebrate his anniversary with Yasnita, his perfect wife.

For Wibisono, Yasinta was an angel sent from heaven to accompany him in the world with all his shortcomings. Yasinta never complained a bit.

Yasinta has chosen a restaurant that is not far from its access to the house and office of Wibisono . All plans have been arranged in such a way and Yasinta hopes everything will be smooth.

"Hi Windu?" call Yasinta then.

"Mistress Afternoon?" windu replied politely as he approached Yasinta.

"A ready? We go to the boutique first?" yasinta said slowly.

Windu just nodded. The contract he agreed to. The down payment has also been accepted.

"What do we want to do?" ask Windu slowly.

"Follow it. Tonight we eat well, anyway," said Yasinta slowly.

Windu just kept quiet and circled his gaze from inside the car towards the outside of the window.

Yasinta is a rich man. All were available and the driver was always there for him. The driver looked at Yasinta behind the rearview mirror.

Who doesn't like Yasinta? Beautiful woman, young, smart, with a body of makeup and gemoy. A woman who is good at putting herself but she is a hypersexual woman. He is never satisfied with one man, but the game is beautiful and safe.

This afternoon, Windu di dandani dnegan very beautiful and dressed in expensive and sexy clothes. Even her beauty now surpasses Yasinta's.

Windu is already sitting at one of Yasinta's restaurant tables. Yasinta ordered a lot of food and drinks for her. Food and drink he had never seen before.

"You're here by yourself. Just wait, my aba. Later, my husband and I will have dinner here and you can see what my husband looks like. He's handsome, dashing, clever, and mighty. None of them, he is a very perfect man" said Yasinta who was so proud of her husband.

Windu was silent. Both of his eyes continued to follow the movements - gerik Yasinta who he thought a little strange. There's something Windu doesn't know about Yasinta. He looks very nice and polite.

'There is no way he has ill intentions towards his own sami, ' Windu said.

Slowly but surely, Windu tasted little by little the food on the table. The food was delicious and Windu had never tasted it.

At a glance Windu saw, yasinta seemed busy with his phone. His face looked happy with a laugh as if there was no problem.

Not long, the phone was turned off. window saw a man who came to Yasinta. A handsome, handsome, macho man, according to what the yasinta said earlier.

The man immediately hugged Yasinta and kissed the woman very sincerely.