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"What are you doing? Why turn off my phone?"

The woman laughed spoiled, she wrapped her hands around Max's waist.

"We're together, Bebe. It's not good if you ignore me."

Max sighed deeply, letting Alana do whatever she wanted. Because in the end, Max himself will succumb to the woman's tears.

"That's rude, you can say hello before turning off the phone."

"I'm sorry, I regret it. Will you forgive me?"

"Please promise not to repeat it again."

"Yes, I promise."

The two walked with Alex following from behind. Alana keeps clinging and spoiling with Max making the man who follows her feel uncomfortable.

Sometimes Alex stopped her steps because she was too close to catch up to see the scene that hurt her eyes. "I don't know what the married man was thinking. He could have made out with another woman here" he muttered annoyedly.

"Darling, thanks for the painting yeah, I really like it."

"It's good that you like it. Don't hesitate to say whatever you like" Max said with a smile.

"You're a guy I know, you haven't changed at all." Alana chuckles on her tiptoes and kisses Max's cheek. "You're not gonna leave me again like you did?"

"Originally you became a obedient girl. Don't say such a stupid thing again."

Alana smiled blandly, ashamed that the incident was revealed again. He took the initiative and ended up.

"I'm in a trance, I'm sorry."

"Have fun here" said Max, leaving Alana running among the grass that thrives in the fields.

The smiling face turned flat. Expressionless, he looked at Alex.

"You know what to do, Alex."

"I'm trying, Senor. The result is not maximal."

Max was silent for a long time. He remembered the incident that had just happened. Alana, the woman, invites him to do something illegal in his life. Something that for Max is the unclean deeds done by unmarried men and women.

Because for him, having sex is permissible for married couples. He did not want to tarnish the woman he loved before the holy pledge of marriage. Max wants to keep his chastity and his partner.

Even with Sara, his rightful wife in the Lord, Max had never done so. It's not that Max doesn't want to, it's just that his feelings haven't gone that deep for sex.

Max doesn't want to do that because of the demands of his rights as a husband, he wants to do it after he knows the feelings in their respective hearts.

Confidence will strengthen relationships coupled with sex that makes them able to enjoy the beauty of the world.

Seeing Alana who was busy with her activities selfie and create vlog content, Max distanced himself from it.

"I have important business, Alex. Do your job here!"

"Si, Senor."

He called his wife back.

"Come on, honey, pick up!"

Max pressed the phone screen with anxiety, feeling annoyed and worried.

"Come on, Sara, pick up my phone." He spoke in an annoyed tone.

Max waited a long time and there was no answer from Sara.

"What did he do to ignore me? Did he run away again?"

Max glared, he was just thinking about it now.

"Shit! I forgot that important thing, he's good at running away."

He quickly called his mother.

"Mom, where are you?"

"I'm on earth."

Max squeezes his hair in frustration. At times like this, he still heard strange answers from his mother. "Come on, Mommy, you know what I mean. I know you're on the same earth as me."

"Why are you asking? I can't go to Mars without your knowledge."

"Shiits! Mommy's! Come on, don't joke!"

Max was half frustrated, he was completely toyed with by Deborah's answer. He just wants to know where his wife is, what she's doing and how she's doing today. Why does to ask that alone have to get a super weird answer from his mother?

"Don't ask anything else, Mommy. Where are you now?"

"I moved house."

Max held back his annoyance. He knew he would not get a satisfactory answer sooner.

"Mommy!"

"I moved to Pluto today, Max. There's a nice palace there, which can't be destroyed by bombs or grenades."

Max keeps the phone away from his ear and swears angrily.

"Is Sara with you? Mommy, let me talk to my wife."

"Sara? Why are you asking me? She's on earth, I'm not dealing with your wife. Never mind, you're interrupting my work. I'm hunting space aliens."

"Mommy, tung--hit!"

Deborah turned off her phone.

"Bebe, who are you calling?"

Alana was already behind him, and it made Max smile again.

"Friends," she.

"Who?"

"Old friend sucks."

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"Calm down, I'll teach him a lesson. You can't cry, Sara."

Sara shook her head while wiping away her tears that had not stopped flowing since earlier.

"I'm not crying, Mom. My eyes are glistening."

"You're not good at lying, why do you still do it?"

The woman was forced to thin her lips, she was amused to hear the reason Deborah gave Max.

"I'm not lying, Mom. I just ...."

"Stupid!" Deborah pulled Sara in her arms, she patted Sara's shoulder gently to calm her daughter-in-law down. "You don't have to try hard. If it hurts, cry. You need that now."

"Mom, do I have to give up without getting results? This ... really makes me sick."

Sara cried in Deborah's arms, letting out all the feelings that hurt her heart.

If there was no Deborah, Sara would have left the mansion earlier. The middle-aged woman found him crying on the bed and asked what had happened.

Even Deborah hid Sara's postel and didn't answer all the calls from Max.

"Rush and no, it depends on your decision. I'm just giving you advice, whatever happens, listen to the truth from Max's mouth. Marriage is not a toy, my dear. You promised God you'd face sadness and happiness with Max. What will you be responsible for before Him if you renege on that sacred promise?"

Sara kept crying and only heard Deborah's words as the night wind blew past. He did not want to hear any advice now.

All Sara wanted was to cry and cry. I hope tomorrow is better than now. And no more tears.

"Do you love Max?"

Sara was surprised, she shook her head. "You know the answer, Mom. I only held myself back from dropping my pride in front of him. Besides, nothing's gonna change even if I yell at the whole world if I love her."

Sara lowered her head in silence, her heart breaking with the third person in Max and Alana's relationship. The woman who comes as a barrier and hinders Max's freedom for the woman he loves.

It's not against her will if she falls for Max, just blame the ever-spanning distance between them. Also blame Max who always treated her sweetly until her heart fell into the charm of the man.

"I love her, but her heart and mind are not for me, Mom. I'd love to hug her and say that I'm the wife she's supposed to love."

"You should do that, Sara. You're Max's wife, you have complete control over your husband."

Sara shook her head weakly, she knew she would not be able to do that. And imagining Max's face mocking him would be more humiliating than enduring the heartache.

"I don't want to, Mom, she won't change her mind. Max has a strong stance and does not easily falter. He'll make fun of me."

"You're a pessimist, Sara. You know the term 'Ora et labora'? Nothing is impossible, my dear."

Sara kept shaking. "No, Mom. It's a shame, he doesn't love me. Her face is very insecure of me."

"You should. You wouldn't know what would happen if you hadn't tried. I support you, you can beat that rotten snake."

Sara still shook her head, she did not want to humiliate herself. "No, don't force me, Mom. It's more embarrassing than being a mistress."

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