When a Neglected Wife Moves

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Arriving at the VVIP room a warm welcome was fixed on them "Jeje, dear, Mami kangen." The in-laws rushed to hug his daughter-in-law in love, whereas a month ago the woman spoke ketus to him, apparently the news about Jelita's pregnancy made Emma's attitude softened.

"Jelita, baby." One by one Jelita's family also took turns to embrace the pregnant woman, from Tristan Jelita's eldest brother and his wife, Galang Abang both Jelita and his wife then Anson Dwi Pangga, also his father and mother Jelita, Jelita, Marseille and Mirea.

"Happy baby, you're pregnant too." Mirea wiped away a single tear from her happy eyes staring at her daughter's pretty face.

"Thank you Mah."

"Who used to love potions, Emma is that!" Very confident the woman said, but Jelita was pregnant not because of the herbs she gave a month ago but because Brandon had sprinkled cells on the sweaty night.

"Yes, thank you Jeng! I finally want another grandchild." Mirea embraced her female.

Gift after gift Jelita received, especially from Anson Dwi Pangga who gave him a VIP member card to shop at a famous brand outlet, as well as cars that cost hundreds of billions.

"Thank you Pi." Jelita kissed her in-laws' cheeks, full of solemnity.

"Well, Pi, who made Jeje pregnant right E'den, Jeje's only car-loving time?" The man protested, laughing. Including other families also laughed crisply at the same time.

Then after that everyone faced a special dish at their table, immediately began the ritual of having dinner together while chatting lightly around Jelita's pregnancy.

"Why don't you want to eat Jeje?" Brandon asked his wife with a slight bow of his face approaching the woman.

"I don't taste." Jutek Jelita's.

"I'm a bribe?" Tawar Brandon's.

"Ga need!"

Huff, Brandon can be seen throwing a sigh from his chest while leaning his back on the seat support.

"Prophet E'den, pregnant women do like that, you have to be more patient." Galang interrupted from his place advising his sister-in-law.

"Yes, your mother used to be. Patience, follow Jelita's will." Anson chimed in.

"Patience to you." Imbuh Marseille while patting his daughter-in-law's shoulder.

Jelita's eyes surrounded her family's face as if protesting "Look at it, as if you'll be the only one who needs patience, even though I've been persecuted all this time." Her inner cynic, whether lost where Jelita who was oppressed, after pregnancy the woman became more often angry.

"Relax, E'den is always patient, for the sake of his beloved wife."

"Nwow!!" Jelita suddenly burst out uncontrollably after Brandon said that sentence.

"Why hmm?"

"Sorry, Jeje go to the toilet first." His flirt while covering his mouth held back the nausea.

"I'm taking you?" Brandon tried to stand by but Jelita pushed his hand, refusing.

"I can do it myself. Sorry Pah Mah, Pi Mi, bang, brother, Jelita go to the toilet first."

"Be careful Jeje." The worried look came from all the eyes of his family.

Jelita then walked straight to the toilet, it feels impatient to immediately vomit all the contents of his stomach.

"Nwow!" Arriving inside Jelita reflex is all yellowish, limp that he felt after that.

He then washed his mouth by scooping his entire face using water from the sink faucet. For a moment he stood dumbly staring at the image of his beautiful face in the mirror.

"I just want to eat some food at Dylan's. Huh, but how can you try? E'den must not be my ngizinin, besides why the hell son, you just want to receive food Om mafia that huh! Shy-shameful!" Jelita rubs her belly curses her baby.

This morning and afternoon Brandon was in the office so no need to fear being discovered, then what would happen if Brandon knew it had been two days that Dylan had fed him?

"Jeje!" A woman entered and quite made her jerk in shock.

"Busha! Y-you're here?" Can he say "Where would he hear my grunts?" Inner side.

"Yes, I happened to meet someone here as well. You're still the same family?"

"Yes." Yeah." Nodding Jelita felt calmer, it seemed like Shasha did not hear her words just now.

"I saw you in the love of gifts, BTW what is the end of the gift?"

"Emmh, I don't know Sha yet, I haven't opened the presents." Kill Jelita even though Anson gave her a car and VIP member card without being wrapped, Jelita thought Shasha did not need to know anything about the prize.

"Oh."

"Well, now, I'm out." Jelita said goodbye then Shasha nodded.

Jelita then walked out of the room, arriving outside her eyes rounded when she saw a handsome man leaning under a sign bearing the toilet, while developing a sweet smile at her "Hi."

"Dylan!" Surprised her.

"You vomit again?" Ask the man while lifting his back from the wall and then stand facing Jelita with his hands inserted into his pants pocket.

"You know the business of women!" Jelita quickly took another path trying to avoid the man, in the toilet there was still Shasha somehow Jelita was afraid of being stirred up to Brandon "Basic Om mafia, where there he is! Bosn!" His grunts were different from his heart.

"But BTW, what is he doing here? What, dating? Ah, why am I being cooed too? He is also my nobody!"

Dylan only smiled obliquely staring at the passing of the woman's back.

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Like the usual nights when Shasha was staying, Jelita closed the door of the guest room, the place where tonight she would sleep alone, of course after bringing gifts from her family into the room.

"Je, are you sleeping here again? Shasha is not there!" Brandon prevented the white door from closing.

"Yes continues? Why?"

"We sleep together again, you why lately so, cute, I feel you deliberately avoid me. I got it wrong hmm? Tell Jeje, what's my fault?"

Jelita's eyes howled sharply at the man as her hands squeezed out her own stomach, there was a beam of regret that the woman felt, why one month ago he gave up his chastity to a husband who only considered his doll.

"I'm the one who wrongly believed your seduction! Why should I sleep with you!" Unfortunately Jelita only dared to express those words in her heart.

"Jeje, answer me." Demand Brandon nanar.

"You're not wrong, you're just still nauseous E'den, Papi also said Mami so long ago, you know dong." Jelita.

"More." Brandon put a mask on his wife "Pake it first, let me hold you for a second." Pintanya.

Despite Jelita's objections to her husband's words, she wears Brandon's mask and lets him hold her tight.

"I miss you!" Brandon said softly and then landed a kiss on the top of his wife's head "You know, this sense of peace that makes me never able to let go of you even though Shasha constantly urges me to divorce you." Inner side.

Jelita was silent, for a moment she gave the opportunity for the man to touch her even though the dogol was still flabbergasted in her chest so stifling.

There was not one word more, Brandon's words were able to touch Jelita's heart after knowing the reason why Brandon would want to fuck her. The wound was still inflamed even more swollen inside there.

"Bulsyaittt." Jelita said in her heart.

"Yes, now you're sleeping." Brandon peeked once more at the woman's forehead and then stepped out and closed the door.