Tears of Faithful Wife

The Honeymoon

The third night should be the last night of their honeymoon. Beyond the plan, Nero extended another 2 days. He still wants to spend time with Widi.

"We're home in 2 days, I've told the house people and they don't matter" Nero opened their conversation at breakfast.

Breakfast together at the table. Widi and Nero have no problem with that. Another with Fay, to be honest he was very objecting and intended to refuse.

Fay really wants to talk no. However, he canceled the speech because Widi was constantly whining for breakfast three. The woman clearly wanted to show off the intimacy.

As much as possible, Fay endured patience. His mind cried out to end their actions, but realized because here he is the one who is considered the actor.

Fay forced to swallow his food even though it felt bland. His tone was completely destroyed. Lazy arguing, he also agreed Nero's desire to extend the honeymoon.

"Whatever." Fay stood up. "I'm full. You guys please continue the breakfast."

*****

📞"Where's the honeymoon?"

"Great roar!" Fay's voice turned cheerful as soon as he heard his father's voice on the phone.

📞"Payment extended by two days. I want to see if I won't be satisfied, Fay. Can be done at home. Hahaha .." joked Arya as soon as Fay told about Nero's desire to extend the honeymoon.

"Fay just follow what Mas Nero wants, Pah. What gallery?"

Badly talking about Nero, transfer the topic of conversation to about the gallery. The son and father were immediately involved in exciting talks related to the painting gallery they both managed.

Fay worked as a curator of paintings at his father's gallery. His ability to choose quality work is beyond doubt. The exhibition he held was definitely a success.

Most of Fay's collection of paintings will sell well if auctioned. Its value is always fantastic, ranging from tens to hundreds of millions.

Sometimes he also shows off his own paintings. As a graduate of fine arts, painting must have become his expertise.

The value of one painting owned by Fay is at least worth hundreds of millions. The highest price he ever reached was worth 200 million dollars. A fantastic price for a young painter.

Tok Tok Tok! Nero opened the door without waiting for an answer. He looked different in a casual dress. Singlet t-shirts and knee-length jeans. His wet hair makes him look fresh combined with his handsome face. The perfect appearance.

"We're going to watch in the dining room. Since we can't possibly ask for room service, please clean the next room."

No time to say, Nero is gone.

"I haven't answered yes, Mom!" fay shouted annoyed.

📞 "Who is Fay? Nero, huh?"

"I-i-yes, Pah. Mm... Fay was called Mas Nero to help him clean up the room,"

📞 "Duh..pasti messy yes room abis wrestling. Shame on using room service. It looks like my mom used to. Hahaha ..."

Fay laughed even though he pretended. He immediately ended the conversation. The breathing of long.

"That's a real mess, Pah. Messed up with another woman," snorted angrily Fay.

*****

He had never tidied up his own room. Tidying up this much clearly left him exhausted.

There was a sound of laughter from outside the room. Fay glanced sharply at the door. Fed up with their way, an idea pops into Fay's head.

He picked up a blanket and sheets and walked over to Nero and Widi. Both were watching a movie in the dining room.

"Have it sorted out?" widi asked pleasantries as soon as he saw Fay standing in front of them.

"Engine himself!" Fay threw the dirty blanket at them. He was tired of being treated like a human being without self-respect.

"What the fuck!"

Unprepared for Nero's anger, Fay quickly ran into the room, closed the door and locked it. His heart is beating fast.

Nero shouted to call his name from outside the door, asking him to come out. Fay was just silent, honestly there was fear, but there was relief as well. At least he has the courage to show who he is.

Fay didn't dare go out of the room all day. Still afraid that Nero is still angry. His stomach began to sound, fortunately he had stored some snacks in a small refrigerator that was in every room.

The remaining snacks. Not yet full, gulped two bottles of mineral water at once. Just this time there is a bride starving herself during the honeymoon, while the man is busy with his lover.

Fay's gaze unintentionally saw the ring on his finger. It was still clearly remembered how sweet Nero was to make a promise in front of the altar. His smile was also blotted out. Without realizing it, it was a charade.

The night began to move, again there was a spoiled moaning sound from the next room. They both must have made love again.

Fay walked slowly up to the bed. Once again he saw a ring that was coiled on his finger. Beautiful jewelry, but not as pretty as the story. This fake marriage is really torturous.

"There are still two days left, Fay .." whispered to himself as he cried. She was slowly sleeping due to exhaustion.

In the next room, after struggling for quite a while, Widi and Nero stood hugging to the window of the room, enjoying the view of the city.

"Two days we have to go back, later we can still meet as usual, right?" Widi's head rested spoiled on Nero's chest.

"Surely," answered Nero very soft and friendly. Unlike when talking to Fay, the tone and language are rough.

"Promise, he won't break your marriage covenant, will he?"

"Trust me the same." The head of Widi. "Thank you for patience."

Widi nodded. "You were my first love and I was the only one. We've been fighting for years, 3 years left. No problem."

"I love you Sayank."

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