Stuck in Marriage with a Wife

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Aerin sat confused in the living room. The woman looked at the entrance. It was as if she was waiting for someone she had missed since yesterday.

"Sir, why hasn't my husband come home yet?" ask Aerin.

Bik Surti and Yoas look at each other. It had been three days that Alan had not returned home and Aerin missed her husband so much. Especially if she is pregnant young.

"Sir, there is a business trip to Bali, Miss," said Yoas.

"It's been three days, brother, my husband is not coming home. What if something happens to her?" aerin looked agitated. "My phone was not picked up, brother," continued Aerin.

The 25-year-old woman, sometimes looking at the door maybe her husband came. Aerin impatiently wanted to meet Alan, she wanted to hug her husband tightly. Wanting to let go of all the longing in his chest. He really misses Alan.

"Miss, don't cry" said Bik Surti rubbing his Young Miss' shoulder.

"Bik hiks, I miss my husband," Aerin yelled at him sobbing.

Since pregnancy she is sensitive and very easy to feel her heart is fragile just because of trivial things. Since marriage then moved to this house, after the morning Aerin did not meet her husband. How he did not miss, all those feelings began to stir. He wants to meet.

Yoas looked at Aerin pity. Had Aerin known where Alan was now, she would have felt really hurt. The newly married man is a married man who is now accompanying his first wife photo shoot in Bali.

"Propay to Miss. May your work be done quickly, so that you can go home and see Miss," said Yoas chimed in.

Aerin leaned spoiled on Bik Surti's arm, I don't know why he could think of Alan? Even after marriage the woman thought of nothing else but her husband. A growing longing that seemed to dispel his common sense.

Yoas is assigned by Alan to look after his wife. Because Alan was afraid if someone was watching Yoas secretly and it even made Aerin's existence discovered by the Anne family.

"Miss, you better take a break" said Yoas.

"Sister, I want to wait for my husband," retarded Aerin.

"I know Miss. But you will not come home tonight, for your work is not finished yet" said Joash. Do not let Aerin stay up late, can be hung alive Yoas by Alan.

Aerin's face looked weakly lethargic, the pregnant woman biting her lower lip held back a cry. He is indeed clumsy, especially if it is related to the heart. His heart is too weak.

"Sister, why don't Hubby pick up my phone. Is it a busy job so you won't pick up my phone?" said Aerin.

Yoas let out a long sigh, "Maybe your job is a lot, Miss. So that you do not have time to hold the phone," replied Yoas origin.

Aerin nodded in understanding while wiping away her tears. She must understand her role as a wife, let alone her husband is making a living to support her and her baby-to-be.

"Yes, sister, I sleep first" said Aerin

"Miss, drink milk first" said Amy, one of the waiters who was also close to Aerin.

Aerin according to then took the glass filled with white water until the toilet. In times of loneliness like this, Aerin was accompanied by servants who served him with a sincere heart.

"Let's Miss, let Aunt deliver to the room," Bik Surti asked

Bik Surti escorted the pregnant woman into his room. Aerin did seem fragile, moreover he was missing someone he had wanted to meet ever since.

"Hallo sir, Miss has gone into her room to rest" Yoas reported.

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Alan sat with a blank look while looking at Anne who was acting lengo in front of the camera. The woman's style changes according to the photographer's orders.

Anne is a rising model. Her career immediately skyrocketed when she married Alan. Because Alan has a great influence in the business world.

'Forgive me, darling. Wait for me to come home. I miss you. Very dear, Alan's mind while gripping his phone.

She can't reach Aerin because her phone was tapped by Anne. Alan also knew that Anne was watching his movements. That's why he kept Joash there to keep his wife.

While living in Anne's cage, Alan could not move freely. His life will be watched by his first wife's family. Even to eat alone Alan had to be careful, because his life was completely dedicated to the Anne family.

Alan is grateful that his wife is still safe, although gradually his marriage will be known. That's when the destruction will come to Alan's life. It doesn't matter Alan lost everything in his life. As long as Aerin is next to him, everything will be fine and the world will be safe. Because Alan's life has been meaningful ever since he met Aerin.

Alan closed his eyes, trying to withstand all the tightness that hit inside. Aerin's shadow kept ringing in the man's head. He should be beside Aerin, especially during the pregnancy of the wife.

"How, Honey?" anne looked at her spoiled husband. "I'm not pretty?" he asked the man for advice.

Alan only nodded, if his body was in Bali. His soul lives in Jakarta. He can't really move from city to city, his heart stays in the old place.

"You hungry?" anne asked while releasing her heels.

"I'm still full" Alan replied. "When do we go back to Jakarta?" alan asked coldly. He can't wait to go back to Jakarta.

"After the photo shoot, I wanted to take you on a honeymoon, since we were married we never spent time together" Anne said with a warm smile.

"Anne I don't have time for holidays, I have a lot of work" Alan said. This time he was no longer able to hold back his emotions.

"But Al_"

"I'll go home first. If you want to take a vacation, go ahead" Alan said as he stood up from his seat and sauntered away.

Anne snatched away, so hard to melt the ice.

Alan stepped away without caring about Anne's call to him. Alan wanted to go home soon, he really could no longer resist the longing that was growing in his chest.

'Aerin, I'm home, baby. I will hold you until I am satisfied. We'll be together, honey. Forever,'

Alan decided to go straight to Jakarta without Anne. He doesn't care, even if he's caught seeing another woman. Alan is ready to take all the risks.

Almost a week Alan left his wife, a very long time and seized longs.

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