Two Wives of the CEO

Love That Hurt Me

Andrea POVs

I was shocked, when this netra caught a familiar figure bathing under a shower in the bathroom. That person is Reyhan.

It was very desirable for me to twist my body and immediately obliterate myself from before him at this moment. But what power, nausea that I feel increasingly open and make me can not bear to not vomit the contents of the stomach that I have been holding since.

And finally, I burst into the closet, and spewed out everything there.

When I was struggling with nausea that was now increasingly torturous, a directed hand held my hair that was broken. Flip back. Reyhan held onto my hair with one hand. And his other hand seemed to be massaging my teng. The touch of his hand hitting the skin around the neck made me shudder.

After struggling for a while to remove all the contents of the stomach, now I feel very weak.

And Reyhan swiftly held onto my two shoulders. But I brushed off his touch on my shoulder.

"I'm just helping you, Dea. Are you better?" ask her with a tone of voice filled with worry. And I don't want to bully him. He stood right in front of me with a towel wrapped around his waist. His chest was still naked and his hair was still wet. Even her still wet hair seemed to drip netes falling onto her face.

At first glance I saw his face. But now I deliberately throw away my face and avoid his face.

After I could feel a little relieved and calm, without any reprimand, I passed from Reyhan's presence and left him in the bathroom.

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"Ma, how'd she get in my room?" Ask Mama to interrogate. Mama looks smiling, it seems like Mama deliberately did not tell me about Reyhan's arrival today.

"You're how the hell Dea is, you should be happy. Your husband visited you. Why do you look so uninspired?" Ask Mama, who seems busy preparing dinner at the dinner table. And I can't even ask what else, unless I can just give up. Since I remain in my principles, I do not want to tell my household problems that are on the brink of this separation to Mama and also Papa.

I will tell them all my problems if I can solve them well. Because I thought, there's no point in Mama and Papa knowing about my household. Moreover, I've decided to part with Reyhan in a good way.

The very close family relationship between my extended family and Reyhan's extended family is very strong. We were neighbors until finally Reyhan and I got married. The relationship is still tight and close. Mama already considers Reyhan like her own son. My mom loved Reyhan. And so did I in Reyhan's family. Reyhan's mother and father also love me very much.

"Hi, how dumb. Pangil your husband. Dinner is ready!" exclaim Mama and instantly disperse my daydream.

"Where's Bella?" ask my Mom.

"He was in the fireplace, since returning from the farm earlier, his Opa immediately invited Bella to relax in the middle room. The word is there's a new story ready to be told to Bella."

Then I rushed to the fireplace. I don't want to let Bella know that Daddy's in this house. He must be very happy. This past few weeks he's been asking his Daddy. Even when I go to sleep, Bella always asks me questions about her Daddy. However, Reyhan is still his Daddy. I can't give a bad impression of Reyhan to Isabella.

Fireplace

"Bell, Mommy got a surprise for you?" I said to Bella, when Bella was busy reading a book with Papa in the fireplace.

"What surprise is Mommy?" Bella's question seemed curious.

"You want to see no surprise?"

"You're Mommy." Bella replied, looking very enthusiastic.

"Then go to Mommy's room. The surprise was in Mommy's room." I said.

"Come, see there the surprise" Papa told Isabella. And without thinking long, Bella then took a sling from the sofa and now even ran to the room.

Dan, not for long. I could hear Isabella's loud shrill scream from inside my room.

"Hi sweetie honey!" reyhan exclaimed no less loudly and it seems he was also surprised to see the arrival of his daughter. And I could hear Bella's unrelenting chatter when she met her Daddy. I think Father and son both have passionate longings.

Did I miss Reyhan too?

I don't know. I am obviously still hurting about him.

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Dinner this time was boisterous. Isabella sat down next to Reyhan. The boy brings up his indulgence on his Daddy.

I just keep quiet while occasionally glancing at Reyhan and Bella who are so intimate. If they were already together, they seemed to have forgotten about everything else around them. Bella is very close to Reyhan. The boy was even closer to her than I was.

"You look so happy Bell, Daddy's grooming" Mama told Bella when we were in the dining room.

"Bella is very confused with Daddy Oma. Daddy stayed here a long time. Anyway Bella does not want Daddy for a while," said Bella as she turned to Reyhan with a pleading gaze.

"Hmmm. How about Bella come home with Daddy. So we go back to Indonesia the same. How's it?" and Reyhan's statement made me angry in my heart. Who he is now, play set. Is he not aware, if at this time he and I are in the process of divorce. Instantly I launched a protest with a sharp look towards Reyhan. Reyhan himself replied to me with a smile.

"I agree Daddy. I want to go home with Daddy." Bella said excitedly.

"Then take Mommy."

"Bell, finish your meal. And go to sleep!" my orders are with Bella.

"Yes Mommy. Later Daddy tell me a fairy tale." Bella, again she just focused on Reyhan. And it makes me dizzy.

"Reyhan, Mommy cooked your favorite lamb soup. And there's a lamb steak too. Try it!"

"Thank You Ma. Don't bother Ma."

"Dea, serve your husband. Get me the lamb soup that Mama made." What the fuck is this Mama. Instead, I've been serving Reyhan.

"Ma, I'm nauseous as soon as I smell the soup." I said reasoned.

"Can't be so dear. Husband has come a long way when you do not want to serve. Just take it, baby."

Instead of talking to Mama a lot, I ended up getting a bowl of lamb soup that you made for Reyhan.

"If in Indonesia you are served by ART here you all do it yourself. That's the rule, but for husbands, we have to keep serving. Not so Papa," said Mama who then turned to Papa.

"Yes, right." said Papa allowing.

And again I lost. I finally got up from my seat. Get Reyhan a bowl of soup.

"Thank you dear." Reyhan replied to me. Now, the soup was in front of him.

Lamb meat soup

Dinner