TRAPPED IN FORBIDDEN DESIRES

10. Lonely

I decided to stay in our house, even though Delano was on a business trip abroad. It feels lonely, especially at night. But strangely I felt no fear at all.

Today is the third day Delano left. I can't wait to get home, because I miss my husband so much. I sibak a little curtain window of my living room. Right now I am in the living room, while reflecting on an application that I am currently visiting. Feeling lonely, I spent my time reading novels on the mangatoon app.

I saw my handsome neighbor just getting home from work, when the time showed at 8 p.m. I saw that he was also carrying rice wrappers as in previous days, while his wife I had not seen him at all.

The next day I saw my handsome neighbor pulling a suitcase with his wife. I wanted to get rid of the fight, but I tried not to interfere. I still remember the fierce expression of my handsome neighbor, which made me so horrified to think about it.

"I forbid you to go!" said Dios while pulling the suitcase dragged by Vika.

"What right do you have to forbid me? I went on a business trip too, open it for a joke." Vika replied, throwing her husband's hand.

"I have my own reasons why I forbid you to leave. Realize Vika, this time I will forgive your mistakes. Just so you promised you wouldn't repeat it again."

"I don't care if you forgive me or not. What matters is that I am happy and happy. If you give me, what can you give me?"

Vika again dragged her suitcase, but was pulled back by Dios.

"Release no? basic men are useless. It is usually ngarang, but can not meet the needs of the wife. No move!" hardik Vika's.

"Once again not! you are my wife so you must obey my orders" said Dios in a tone that had begun to rise.

Plakkkkk

Vika with all her might slapped Dios, until the man's face fell to the side.

"So the husband must also remember the limits. If you are unable to provide, at least do not support me. If you continue like this, don't blame me for filing for a judicial divorce" Vika said.

Dios slightly glanced towards the window of my living room, I hurried to close the curtain. I don't want my handsome neighbors to know that I've been peeping at their quarrels ever since.

"Go if you want to go. But I beg you not to go with another man" said Dios softly.

"As for who I'm going with. Whether you ban me or not, I don't care at all. Because I'm gonna leave without your permission, though,"

Vika dragged her suitcase. And immediately stopped a taxi for him to ride. Meanwhile, Dios suddenly fell to the ground first. I saw him stop again. What was? why is she crying? this time there was a problem especially them? why didn't his wife comply even though her husband had forbidden her to leave?

I'm training. I suddenly squeezed part of my chest. I don't know why I feel so tight in my chest. That guy who was so strong that he let out tears? isn't it for a man that water is the most expensive for them?

I saw him so frustrated, and I didn't feel like I was shedding any tears either. Since that day I have not seen him for three days. I really feel alone now. Moreover, Delano said it would extend its business trip for 10 days.

Because I thought it was too long, I decided to stay at my mom's house for one night. After a night passed, I went back to my house. I saw my handsome neighbor's motorcycle in front of the house, and it meant he had gone home after disappearing for 3 days.

Sayup-Sayup I heard the man again quarreled with his wife over the phone. My male neighbor forced his wife to come home soon, but she didn't seem to want to.

Tok

Tok

Tok

I knocked on his house. I brought a bowl of banana compote mixed with sweet potato made by my mother. You could say that was just my reason. I'd rather know the circumstances of her disappearing for three days.

Kriekkkk

The man opened the door of his house, although it was not too wide.

I didn't care about the question first. But I focused more on her eyes that looked red and there were few tears left.

"Did you like a compote? I just got home from my mom's house, and brought this compote. I don't think I'll end it if I eat it myself. My husband went on a business trip abroad, so it's a pity to be thrown away."

I explained at length. And he looked at me with a flat look.

"wait outside. I'll go back to get the spoon" he said.

"Snoonful? what's a spoon made? he should have taken the bowl, right?" my inner.

Not long after, he returned with a spoon. I who sat on the terrace was quite astonished. The man then sat next to me with only a table between us. He tossed a bowl filled with compote, and then began to eat it with a spoon he carried.

He eats in silence. I noticed the way he ate that was always bowed down without even raising his head.

"Thank you," she thanked him after the bowl of compote she had spent up to the toilet.

I remember the first thank you she said to me. And my already itchy mouth, couldn't bear to not ask her.

"Where are these 3 days?" my many.

"out of town. My boss has a business trip out of town." Answer Dios.

"Whose sister's name? almost a month we were neighbors and said hello, but I don't know the name of my brother at all" I asked.

"Dios. Dios Almigo." He called her a beautiful name.

"My name is Carenina Martadinata" we met without shaking hands.

"Sister's wife hasn't come home yet?" tanyaku. I think instead of being lonely at home, mending I just chat with him.

"Rather than asking my wife, where is your husband? you asked my wife, surely because you were full of hearing and seeing our quarrel?" Dios asked me with a bitter smile.

"My husband's out of the country. He's on a business trip there." My answer.

But something is tickling me right now. When I answered her question, she smiled cynically at me. I don't know, actually I can't interpret the meaning of that mysterious smile.

"You seem to trust your husband very much? how long have you been married and dating her?" she asked me something sensitive, but since I thought I was the one who started it, I had to answer her clearly.

"Date a year and a half. Married just 1 month more."

Dios laughed at my answer. Until I feel a little offended.

"What's wrong? why are you laughing?" manya irritated.

"Mirise."

That's the only word that came out of his mouth.

"Brother how many years?" I became curious.

"Dating 5 years. Married 5 years."

Pretty long. There is nothing compared to me that is still corn.