Trapped in Love HOT DUDA

Denying Reality

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Right at 7 pm Erik arrived home, after a day tired of working in the office, but the hope to be welcomed warmly by the wife was only hope, just hope, citra's wife is not at home, I don't know where she went these past few months is indeed his favorite wife is rarely at home.

Erik even called his wife's phone dozens of times, but there was never an answer.

The image seemed to ignore his call just like that.

"Where have you been, baby, at this hour just got home ?" Erik asked his wife and glanced at the clock hanging on the wall of his room which showed it at 10pm that night.

"I have a little business with my friends" replied Citra flatly.

"Other times if you want to go home late, your phone is active right, I contact you many times but you can not be contacted," erik said gently as he walked over to his wife who was picking up jewelry attached to her body.

Erik hugged Citra's body from behind, faintly smelling a distinctive masculine perfume on his wife's neck.

"Darling, did you change your perfume ?" Erik asked as he kissed the smooth neck of his beloved wife.

"No ! I still wear the usual perfume" Citra said, distancing her shoulders and neck from her husband's constant bouts of kisses, and if left out, erik's attack was sure to explore all parts of his body.

Erik can only swallow his saliva and hold the passion that Citra broke just like that, again Citra seemed to refuse when spiced by him.

Already almost a month Erik never got a ration in bed from Citra, there is always a reason Citra refused when invited to contact, whether it was tired, not in the mood and so forth.

Fortunately, Erik never had a problem with it, although honestly he had to resist his passion, not infrequently he even had to play solo in the bathroom to complete his passion that was not channeled.

"Cit, honey, I miss you !" Persuade Erik try to approach and fondle his wife.

"Erik please, I'm cape, I want a break !" Reject Citra, the wife who is two years younger than him.

Citra is the first love for Erik, he loves and loves the woman he has been dating since they went to college, until finally they got married and the age of their marriage has now been running for almost four years.

Although they have not been trusted by God to have a baby, they do not make it a big problem, after all, both of them have checked with a doctor and the results are declared healthy and there are no obstacles or problems that can inhibit them to have a baby.

Erik can be said to be very crazy and obsessed with Citra, the beautiful woman he immediately loved from the first time they met on campus.

The image was indeed the junior of the campus idol at that time, and Erik was also a senior who was valued by many women because of his good looks and cleverness, not to mention Erik who is the heir to the throne of the property business empire owned by his parents made many girls compete to win his heart, but unfortunately Erik's heart was firmly attached to the junior idol campus beautiful beautiful, beautiful, so when they decided to date, they were crowned as a pair of kings and queens campus very harmonious.

Until finally they decided to get married after Citra graduated from college.

Drrrt,,, drrrrrt,,,,

The sound of vibrating mobile phone image stored on a small table next to his bed asked to be lifted by the owner.

The image turned her side-lying body back to her husband, glancing at Erik,

After making sure Erik had fallen asleep, Citra settles into the room slowly out while on tiptoes so that the sound of his steps does not wake Erik's sleep.

Not once twice did Erik find such behavior, even almost every day Citra also always out of the house in the morning and home at night.

It was not unsuspecting, it was just that, every time Erik asked, Citra must have been angry and unacceptable, so, to avoid a fight, Erik chose to be quiet.

Although in his silence he also continued to observe the movements of his wife outside the house.

Erik sent Kemal his best friend and assistant trust in the office to find out and follow wherever his wife went for almost a month.

"Hmm," the sound of Erik's dehumanization surprised the coolest image on the phone by the pool.

The image hurriedly closed his phone, his attitude was clearly like a thief who had just been caught by the owner of the house.

"A-you haven't slept Rik?" Gugup Citra is stale.

"I woke up, and you're not by my side, I'm looking for you, apparently you're here!" Erik said hiding suspicion in his heart.

"Ah, that was my friend who was in trouble with his partner, he wanted to confide in me," Citra said giving a reason that was definitely a lie.

"Hmm, let's go to bed, baby! It's late at night" asked Erik holding the wife's slender waist.

***

"Boss, are you sure you don't want to see any evidence of my observations on Madam all this time ?" Kemal asked while thrusting a large brown envelope that Kemal then put just on Erik's desk, because his boss did not want to receive the envelope from his hands.

"I'm still not ready to accept the reality" Erik replied rubbing his face roughly.

"Until when ?" Kemal who has been accompanying Erik for years sometimes plays a brother and also a friend in addition to being an assistant that Erik can always rely on in any case.

"I can't live without him, I love him so much!" Erik hid his face behind his palms.

"Look at the photos first, however realistic you are," Kemal suggested.

"I can even feel and know it even without seeing the photos, my heart is sure the image is cheating!" Ogled Erik with a slightly choked voice, as if holding back the pain in his chest.

"Then? The boss will just keep quiet? Just take it?" Cecar Kemal felt inexhaustible with his boss.

"I don't know! What I'm doing right now can only deny reality" Erik replied.

"Come on, wake up ! Face the reality, do not even hide like a coward," upset Kemal, he who every day saw the affair Citra felt unacceptable if Erik only accepted the behavior of his wife's cheating.

"I love him, love him so much, I will accept and forgive whatever he does to me, the important thing is that he stays with me!" Erik's stern words sounded like despair, his immense love for his wife's image blinding his eyes, heart, and mind, even his logic seems to not function properly when it comes to his beloved wife, Citra.

Erik doesn't care about being stupid, he doesn't care about being crazy, he knows, he loves Imagery unconditionally, he can accept any lack of Imagery, he can accept any lack of Imagery, even when the image of honest to him was no longer holy, Erik still did not undo his intention to interfere with the beautiful woman of his tribe.

For Erik, as long as he could still live together with Citra, his life would be fine.