When a Neglected Wife Moves

When a Neglected Wife Moves
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The door of the room that was knocked was quite distracting, Jelita lazily moved from her position then walked slowly to open the door of course after wiping the remaining tears on her cheeks.


"Jeco, ..." Behind there Brandon prepares to hug her but Jelita quickly rewinds her steps "Stop E'den! Euyegh!" He was blowing at that moment as well.


Brandon frowned "Why? You still nauseous close to me Je?" The man displayed a disappointed look on his handsome face.


"Yes, I think so." Jelita closed her nose tightly trying not to smell the scent of the man's body "What do you want to come here? Isn't there Shasha downstairs?" Ask.


"I want to sleep with you, try to close your nose, give me a chance to get close to you." Brandon Protest.


"But E'den, I'm really nauseous!" Reject the woman continued to step back to avoid her husband "Now you go down, I want to sleep alone tonight." Jelita eventually stepped forward pushing Brandon's upright body out of the room.


"But, ..."


BRACKET!


Jelita closed the door unilaterally and placed her back and head on the white wood "God. Why should I love a disgusting man like E'den?" Mumbled.


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Meanwhile outside the room Brandon back down the stairs again with a tinge of red on the face of his disappointment, has one month this man made opium with the scent of his wife's body, this afternoon Shasha had accompanied him should have been Jelita's night with him but it turned out that the beautiful woman the owner of the beautiful body refused.


"Where have you been?" Arriving in the lower room Shasha asked, it was seen that the woman was still tidying up her groceries.


"From the upper room, but Jelita rejected me, she was still often nauseous when I approached." Brandon looked annoyed on his face.


"Well, what do you want to do again to his room? Isn't she pregnant? You don't have to sleep with her anymore!"


"I'm afraid she's why-why, she'll be pregnant with my son Yank." Brandon's answer began to stand.


Well that is how it should be when one man has two women, he must be good at boasting on his right and left side to maintain the harmony of his household.


...🖋️................🖋️...


BRACKET!


The voice that sounded very loud came from the balcony of the upper room, Jelita came out and then found an arrow with a rubber tip landed on the glass door.


"Dylan?" His mind quickly turned to his handsome neighbor, he turned to the other side and it turned out that the man was carving a sweet smile on him while still holding a bow in his hand.


"Your crazy base! These nights ngagetin people ajah!" Jelita gestured a slanted finger at Dylan but it seemed that the man only returned with a sweet smile.


"Don't cry! There I am here."


Somehow Jelita actually dropped a clear circle in the corner of her net when reading the contents of the message from Dylan.


...🖋️................🖋️...


Jelita pulled out the arrows that were still stuck on the glass door, she then went back into the room and then closed all the curtains on each side of the room.


"Basar Om mafia crazy old man, what other work mace besides the fad of his neighbors!" Jelita cursed Dylan and then opened the drawer under his bed to keep the message paper and Dylan's arrow into it.


Jelita sat down at the side of the bed though cursed but in reality she felt better after knowing that there was someone who noticed her, that there was someone who knew her feelings, even without her saying anything, she said anything, he who has a closed nature, always keeps his own pain but Dylan can easily look around and know all his suffering.


Sharing love isn't easy then does she really love Brandon? Suddenly, Dylan's words that doubted his love were ringing in his ears.


"Is love really greedy? Then why would I let Brandon get married again so easily?" Mumbled.


Ah already, why did he even think about the words of the neighbors who were not clear of their origin? Jelita immediately brushed aside the doubts in her already noble heart wavering.


At the pull of a blanket covering his tiny body and closing his eyes, may tomorrow be better than today, his hope before entering the dream realm.


...🖋️................🖋️...


Meanwhile, Dylan himself had re-entered his room, smoking a cigarette while sitting on his expensive chair, the place where he usually created his beautiful paintings, Dylan Jackson, the sole heir to the famous Jack group empire throughout the universe, his father is known as a Casanova, having several concubines but only his shah wife gave him the opportunity to have exclusive offspring.


About thirty years ago Edbert Jackson American man was officially married Ranti native Indonesian woman. Since the birth of his first son Edbert, the company engaged in construction services was increasingly skyrocketed, infinitely many digits of numbers perched in dozens of accounts.


Dylan Jackson is a famous painter who until now his fans never even saw how the face of his masterpiece.


Dylan tried not to be exposed in the eyes of the public even though he currently has millions of employees who take care of his own painting business (painting), not only that apart from the sale of his expensive works, he said, Dylan has also successfully become a supplier, importer distributor and exporter engaged in the field of equipment and fine art materials.


Dylan's penchant and special talent has been from childhood, the talent is always on the edge of Edbert because he thinks Dylan is enough just to explore his father's business alone, just to explore the business of his father, just to be sure, he no longer had to bother building from scratch.


Dylan Jackson himself is not a graduate abroad, he decided to quit school in the second grade of High School and then run away from home and live independently as a commoner painter.


Little Dylan trained to live alone without the facilities of Edbert, until in the end his struggle came to fruition when his work on the lyrics of a billionaire collector from Washington DC, D. C., was published, when he put his work in one of the art galleries in Bali.


Everyone knows as many as 25 destinations in the world, including Bali, which was included as the recipient of the best destination award in the World version of tripadvisor which is a travel company site based in the United States (US).