What's My Wrong

prologues

My name is Raka, I have a good and caring wife, in my eyes she is impeccable, her name is beautiful. His appearance and manner are as beautiful as his name.

Nothing was lacking in our lives, everything seemed perfect, Beautiful gave me the offspring of a son and a daughter adding to my complete life. My son is 3 years old and only a year apart from his sister.

All that happiness has become shaky since the presence of another woman in my life, not because I am bored or no longer in love with my wife, not at all. Precisely because I was so unfortunately with my little family I chose this path, I squeezed that woman to make Beautiful and my children happy.

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[Honey again where? Don't forget today's appointment with a notary]

[Okay, see you there?]

I put my salary in my pocket as soon as my wife showed up with my favorite latte.

"Hmmm .. I really like my wife's coffee" I said to my wife with a seductive look.

"Gombal," he blushed, making me anxious.

"Bun, you're not coming home today? There are matters outside the area, please prepare your clothes as usual," I said.

"Again?" her slender body was right on my left side.

"Yes bun, just for a day. The day after Dad came home a little afternoon, Dad again took care of a project," I persuaded.

"This month I've been out of the area 3 times, what project is it?"

"I told you that mother will not understand, then mother will receive her money."

Kucowel her cheeks while winking one eye unobtrusively made her lips lengthen a smile as it passed.

Kuseruput typical coffee plan made by my wife while taking a flat object from the pocket.

I looked for a contact named Sari and I wrote a message.

[Honey, what time is the appointment with the notary?]

[Yes forgot again, at 10 in the morning baby. What would you be without me]

I sent an emot kiss at the end of it to put a small love while I glanced at the watch on my wrist. Pkl 09.30, the trip is about 20 minutes if it is not jammed, but do not dream not to meet traffic jams on pettarani road. Especially when the fly over project began to be built, whether until when the project was completed.

"Bun, I'm going to walk" I shouted to Indah.

Beautifully appeared with a small suitcase filled with my clothes and equipment, do not need to explain the clothes I will carry, he already understood even for the slightest thing. That's how perfect my wife is.

I pecked his forehead and he kissed the back of my right hand, a daily routine we do every time we want to go to work.

I took the suitcase out of his hand and drove it to the car. I pushed the four wheels further away, I looked at the rear view he was still there with a smile framing his face while waving waiting for me to disappear from his view, as if Ridho let me meet Sari, my mistress.

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It took 35 minutes of struggling through traffic jams along the pettarani road to get to the Hertasning Fireflies cafe,

I found Sari there right under the imitation tree talking seriously with Mr. Anton, the notary who takes care of the licensing business that we started together.

CV Raksa Abadi, a company engaged in small-scale expeditions. Raksa is taken from the abbreviation of the names Raka and Sari, of course without my wife's knowledge. Indah did not even know that the procurement service company that I pioneered from the combined capital of our parents when we were newlyweds had made bankruptcy.

Not because I'm not good at managing it but because I can't compete with big capital giants in this global era. Of course, in the end, what fell was a small company like us, and the giant company was increasingly standing proudly.

I was devastated, my career was ruined and the toughest problem was not being prepared for reality, about all the assets of the kulego company to cover all the debts. I don't want my wife to know and have to take care of all this. Beautiful real housewife who does not understand about the company, fully entrusted to me her husband.

Honestly I admit that I was the one who made it so, I asked her to focus on taking care of our household and our son and as a submissive wife she of course just followed my wishes. If only it wasn't because in a desperate situation I wouldn't have accepted all Sari's offers.

"Eh, has Raka just arrived?"

Mr. Anton stood up to greet my hand, I handed him a seat back and I placed myself in a full brown vernish chair right next to Sari.

As usual, I just put a legality signature on the file that Sari has prepared. In contrast to Indah, Sari is a pure career woman, her appearance is like a career woman in general. I've known him for a long time, he was one of my colleagues. I can't believe a smart woman like her would put herself in the shadow of a woman with no legitimate ties. Yep! He knows my position as a married man.

"Together Mother Sari, if there is a need for Mother and Father do not hesitate to contact me."

With a compact we bowed as a sign of respect to accompany the departure of Mr. Anton.

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Exiting the area taking care of the project is not entirely a lie, it is true. We are currently heading to the city of Watampone to take care of business to open a cooperation link with several stores there to use our expedition services, it's just that I went alone with the woman who was also my affair.

"Mas, can I just ask you one thing this time?"

"What?" my question, while trying to capture the shadow through the corner of the eye.

"Deady of your phone!" his orders.

Well, start suing these girls. But I can't stop granting her wish, just this day. I'll find a good reason for my wife.

"Hmmm ... Alright."

He took my gait, pushed the power button until the notification went off. If I don't see wrong I was caught in his lips on the back of a satisfied smile. Or ... I could be wrong.

We arrived at 2pm, wasting no time visiting the shops we had previously listed.

We checked in at one of the biggest hotels in Watampone.

"Mas, yuk's walk?" As usual he was twitching spoiled while winking, flirtatious! but I'm getting used to it. Deep in my heart I began to enjoy all this, feeling treated to something different, although this I have not yet recognized as love but it is really very pleasant.

We spent the night together, skirting every corner of the town of watampone, spending a hot night (tiiit, censor). Had forgotten that my salary was in a state of complete death and did not even have time to remember to contact my wife. We fell asleep together with the same tiredness.

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At dawn, I flew away in shock with a feeling of uneasiness. I clasped Sari's hand which hugged my body, and I immediately grabbed the phone and activated it again.

I typed in a message addressed to my wife's contact.

[Mother, sorry to hear. Hp dad forgot the charger and dad came home from meeting clients a little night, went back to the hotel immediately asleep]

Without a pause I typed in a second message.

[Mother is praying?]

[When did you come home? Bayu last night her body was hot.]

[Huh? Bayu sick?! Mommy not taking it to the doctor?]

It felt like my heart was being stabbed by a knife, thinking I was having fun with another woman when my son was sick.

[I'm just giving you medicine, how to get to the doctor and Dad's not here. Not to mention that Tasya has no guard.]

I'm stoned with feelings of guilt.

[Trus how is Bayu now? I want to go home quickly, baby]

I try not to show panic.

[Udah was a little quiet, the fever had gone down. No need to go home quickly, I just finish the business there first]

[Okay baby, if there's anything quick call Dad huh?]

I put my salary down and then headed to the bathroom. I had to go home this morning too, indeed the original plan was that we still wanted to visit some destinations as my promise to him but the plans may change, my son is more important.

I flushed my body and I felt a cold sensation but that's not what made me shiver, but when I realized that last night I forgot to put on safety, Shit!!

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