When a Neglected Wife Moves

Bombarding.

The smell of aromatherapy builds this beautiful woman's sleep, she squirms and her forehead shrinks, her eyes blink once in a while and a bouquet of roses welcomes the opening of the netra.

"Hmm?" Jelita frowned as she circulated her gaze in all directions, looking at the beautiful, colorful petals of flowers with different types scattered on her bed.

Her gaze turned towards the minimalist dresser in the corner where it was "Dylan?" The word that slipped from his lips when he saw the various types of skin care he used to wear was neatly arranged there.

His lips smiled "This must be Dylan's job, he always knew everything I liked." Mumbled slowly.

"Ekm ekm."

"Huh?" Jelita gasped in shock at the understanding of a man who now entered her private room. What else after their first kiss that still felt on his lips had made Jelita awkward.

"D-dylan!"

The man smiled "Have you woken up?" He asked, Dylan walked over and sat on the side of the bed facing the woman.

"You're playing in! This is my room, Dylan! Men are forbidden to enter!" Jelita Pekik.

"You forgot? This room you're in is my apartment?" Reply Dylan chuckled.

"Huh? yes, too!" Inner Jelita.

Dylan picked up a bouquet of roses by Jelita's side and then offered her "For you, my beauty!" He said while raising a sweet smile that continued to hit the woman's defense.

"OMG, it's romantic, but unfortunately he's not my husband!" Inner Jelita again.

"Now that you take a shower, the waiter will help you, in your closet I have prepared beautiful dresses for you." Dylan said very softly.

But Jelita actually frowned looking deeply into the handsome face of the man "Dylan, ..." She was protesting with the treatment Dylan had given her.

"What else? What do you want? Call it, I'll do it right now!" Connect Dylan for sure.

"It's Dylan's fault, I'm still E'den's wife, I'm not divorced, please don't keep going like this, please." Persuade Jelita.

"From the beginning I never covered my feelings for you, did I? But you like Jelita, from the beginning you've been comfortable with my race, like your husband's feelings you can understand, so are your feelings that come without you noticing. All this time you've been comfortable with me, I'm sure you also have a taste that's not much different from mine." Said the man.

"Dyl, ..."

"Sssutttt, ..." Dylan covered Jelita's lips with his index finger "Brush, in your bathroom is complete with the usual bath care you use." He said then his hand gently stroked the top of the woman's head.

Jelita got up and sat face to face with Dylan.

"Actually you know where everything about me comes from? Are you really Dylan's fortune-teller? How did you know I was wearing that brand of care?" The woman pointed at the grooming products neatly arranged on her dressing table.

Dylan let go of the little smile "I put up the CCTV at your place." The answer confessed lightly.

"What's? CCTV?" Jelita screeched, "You're a joke, Dyl!" Continue trying to deny.

Dylan shook his head "No, I'm serious, that's why I was able to help you when you fainted back then." Clearly her.

Jelita was flabbergasted to hear the voice of recognition from the lips of the handsome man, so all this time all his activities were monitored?

"Dylan! You, ..."

"But it turns out that my guess is right, your husband's net is finally desperate to harm you." Clearly again.

"Huh? Meanin?" Ask Jelita in curiosity.

"You see this." Dylan grabbed his thin device from his casual jeans with a slight straightening of his legs forward. Then tamper with the object and show Jelita something.

"It's a tape, when your husband's nets wanted to harm you a while ago." His speech.

Jelita's wrath is about to break but curiosity makes her a little damper her anger, she then takes Dylan's cell phone and witnesses firsthand how Shasha watches the oil onto the marble floor of her room.

"Oh my God," Jelita glared with one hand that was reflexively closing her mouth, it was unexpected that Shasha who had always looked fine, even always spoke with a smile on her could do that.

"The evidence will be able to get to court when you bring it up, you have to lie, that it's recorded from the device you have." Timpal Dylan was still busy watching Shasha's crime scene on the phone screen.

"Or you be honest, I set up the CCTV so that I can also be arrested by the police!" Dylan chuckled like he was innocent.

Hearing that Jelita recalled her wrath of "Dylan!" The screech.

Jelita hit a few punches on the man "So you've been peeping at me all this time huh? All about me you've seen it? Hiks. You're being rude!" Her racoat.

Brugh!

Dylan took over the position, the man crawling over Jelita's current body with a slight gap to the woman's stitch wound. Both of Dylan's knees encased the woman's smooth thighs.

Their heartbeats were fighting against each other when the eyes of the two met intensely "You see for yourself, right, how I really want you Jelita, I'll do anything to make you safe, and the most important thing is to be happy." He said, his voice sounded so friendly that it shook the soul of this woman.

"Thank you my love Jelita, stay your husband, marry me, I'm the man who will give the whole world to you!" Dylan continued to express his heart.

After staring in silence at the end Jelita let out a slow snort "Dylan, I told you this was wrong!" Struck her.

"Where's the wrong hmm?" Dylan interrupted the woman's saying "Now you run away from your husband, then what's the purpose hmm? Isn't that the farewell you wanted from her? Isn't it after your separation from your husband that we can marry Jelita?" Ask.

"But Dyl, ..."

"I don't want to hear anything anymore!" Cut Dylan "Now you take a bath, then after that we have dinner, I wait for you outside, or, I'll bathe you myself!" Threatened him.

Without the permission of the owner Dylan landed a brief kiss on Jelita's forehead and then moved from his position to immediately pass from there.

While Jelita was still gawking with her silent gurgle while staring at the passing of the man's back.

"Geez, he's really a mafia bombarding my heart!" Lirih.

Jelita then moved from her position and walked towards the wardrobe closet located on the right side of the room, his lips again smiled when he saw the dresses and beautiful heels lined up behind the glass there.

"Basic of the Mafia! Who exactly is he? Why is everything he gives so expensive? Where's the money?" Mumbled.

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