The Love That Is Taken

Mesmerizing Momentary

Jonathan looked at his wife in disbelief. The longer he goes, the smarter his tongue will be! thought surprised. Theresia who was stared at in such a way became increasingly windy.

“What a look?! If you want to be angry, just be angry. No need to hold back.”

“I don't want to fuss on the roadside like this.”

“Lha, you stopped the car here!”

“Till you, There. Whatever I say is always wrong for you.”

“Because you are guilty. What losers! Don't forget, you can be what you are today because of who?!”

Jonathan drove his car again regardless of his wife's increasingly hurtful remarks. Theresia eventually became upset herself and shut her mouth tightly. She was a little afraid also if her husband was angry later to drive it so it was not funny.

The streets are empty. He quickly reached the gate of his magnificent home. The sturdy gate immediately opened wide to welcome his arrival. The man opened the window and greeted the security guard kindly. Such is his habit of always being respectful of anyone who works for him. That's why people who become employees on average last long enough.

After parking his car, Jonathan got out of the car and left his wife. He opened the main door of his house and stepped in as quickly as possible to calm himself down inside the bathroom. Warm water coming out of the shower can make the mind and body feel relaxed.

“Hey, wait a minute! Where are you going, motherfucker!” shouted Theresa who managed to catch up with her husband to the door of their bedroom. He pulled out the dark blue polo shirt that the man was wearing.

“Let me go, There. I'm going to take a shower.”

“Our question is not finished!”

“What else needs to be discussed? Never mind, let go of me.”

With a huff the blood-ridden woman slapped the face of the man before her fiercely. Jonathan until gawking made. Angrily pushed his wife's body to fall to the floor. He himself instantly opened the door of the room and disappeared instantly. Meanwhile, Theresa cried out in tears.

Jonathan whose anger had already peaked did not care. He walked quickly into the bathroom and looked in the mirror. He saw his cheeks that were reddened by the slap of his wife. This is the umpteenth time Theresia has done it. She wanted him to slap her back, but her little heart always said no. All his life he's never hurt a woman for whatever reason. At most when he was at the peak of anger, he pushed his wife's body like that.

She had to take off all the clothes attached to her burly body and began cleaning her body under the shower.

***

“Darling, why are you still here? Let's get up,” take Jonathan when he sees Theresia still curled up on the floor crying out for her fate. She finished the shower and felt refreshed.

Jonathan took a long breath. Die, die! It's always the word his wife says when she's desperate. I'm tired of feeling like he heard it.

“Who am I to say I don't love my beautiful wife anymore? Come on, here get up,” said the man trying to contain his irritation.

With her help, Theresa stood up and guided her into the room. The woman whose face was covered in tears just complied. Arriving inside the vast room, the very patient man led his wife to the dressing table.

“Try to see,” said Jonathan pointed to the image of his life partner in a very large mirror. “You are beautiful and fashionable once, There. Looks like he's still in his twenties. Just a pity, the eyes sting because most of them cry. Take a shower, let it be fresh.”

“I want to shower with you, Mas,” said Theresia spoiled.

Her husband was in disbelief. “I've had a shower shampooing, honey. This is my hair still wet.”

“A long time ago we didn't shower together. I miss, Mas..”.

The beautiful woman then fondled her husband's face slowly down to his neck. Jonathan, who had not been in contact with his wife for a long time, immediately aroused his desire. He took his wife and kissed her face that was still wet from tears. Theresa received her husband's gentle treatment for a moment. Then he broke away and laughed out loud as he walked into the bathroom.

Jonathan shook his head and nodded, I married a little boy…. Then he doused everything attached to his body and he walked after his wife into the bathroom.

***

Theresia looked at her sleeping husband beside her. He covered the mighty body that was plain without a thread that was full of love. The hair of his soulmate was smooth and soft. As soft as her heart, the woman said in her heart.

She loved her husband very much. His love is so great that it makes him so afraid of losing Jonathan. The verdict of obstetricians who stated that he was unable to have offspring completely destroyed his confidence. Theresa felt very inferior and worthless. All the advantages it has feel nothing compared to that one weakness. In the depths of her heart, the woman was willing to change her beauty and wealth to get a child to make her husband happy.

The beautiful woman stood up and stepped closer to the mirror. Her body was plain without a thread. He took care of himself looking for flaws in his synthetic body. My skin still looks smooth shining white, he murmured in a proud heart. My twin hills are still beautiful in shape and look ranum. My waist was still slender and my stomach was still flat like the time before marriage. The back of my body is also still densely packed, he said in his heart admiring the very valuable asset.

Now it was her turn to be brought closer to the mirror. His two round eyes still seemed to glow. His cheeks are still tight and show beautiful dimples if smiling. I haven't seen a single wrinkle on my face. Everything is safe, he thought calmly. Maybe it's just my old hairstyle. I had to go to my salon to cut, straighten, and paint it like the hair of Mina, Mas Jon's friend who met at the movie theater earlier. That woman used to be my husband's classmate, which means she's thirty-five now. But her hairstyle makes her look younger and fresh.

Yes, I will change my hairstyle to be like Mina, her determination is round in heart. Men are always curious about new things. I must always follow the latest trends so that Mas Jon does not turn away from me!

With a radiant look on her face, Theresa returned to the bed and slipped under the blanket that covered her husband's body. Her husband's slumbering cheek said in his heart, You are mine forever, Mas Jon.... I'd go crazy if another woman tried to take you from me!

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