When a Neglected Wife Moves

Neighbors

This morning Brandon had made Jelita breakfast, so now it was his turn to cook for lunch, clear rib soup on the tree menu that Jelita served at the dinner table this time.

"Good meal." Jelita said to her husband as she sat down, and Brandon smiled and rattled Jelita's small head from her seat "Thank you Jeje dear." The conversation is warm.

The two also began the lunch ritual along with occasional lighthearted questions about Brandon's work and the gymnastics activities that Jelita engaged in at the gym.

Jelita is a girl who is very very very caring for the beauty of her body, the day she uses to exercise and care who knows who, because the husband actually never intended to touch her.

Until finally Brandon's eyes accidentally caught something different from his wife's lentic finger.

"Je." Jne." Call her and the girl looks at her husband.

"Where's your ring?" Brandon pulled Jelita's left hand to make sure there were no small objects in the fingers of their union.

"Emmh, uhuk, ..." Jelita choked nervously "Oh my God, what should I answer?" Inner side.

"Emmh, that, the ring I took off E'den, I'm getting fat, so it's a little claustrophobic on my finger." Kill Jelita.

"Your feeling is still slim as usual, the time is starting to cramp?" Brandon frowned suspiciously.

"Emmh, it looks like I'm slim, even though I'm up two kilos E'den, so, I think I need a new ring again." Jelita said still.

"Yes, you'll just order again, I'll transfer this afternoon." Brandon continued, because despite being his wife, Jelita only facilitated ATM cards and every month Brandon transferred according to Jelita's request. While his black card he gave to Shasha who likes to shop.

During these two years, the Brandon family thought Jelita was the one who used the rich man's card, even though the girl's expenses were never more than five million a month, most for the cost of the salon and gym alone.

For clothes bags and new shoes usually Jelita buy it with money from her own father who still guarantees her needs, obviously, because Jelita is the youngest daughter of three brothers, Jelita, not infrequently his two older brothers who the director also gave him pocket money.

"Yes." Yeah." Agguk Jelita smiled "So that I look for an excuse, then why also have to run into the nest of land crocodiles?" Her inner side again when remembering the annoying next-door neighbor.

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Time is constantly rolling to change the weather and weather of the universe. Jelita was quite a bit cheerful because today Brandon accompanied her at home, as usual they spent time together by playing online games in a free laugh both of them, as well as the two of them, for a moment Jelita forgot Brandon's unfair treatment of her.

As planned, Jelita invited Brandon to dinner at the house of her father-in-law, Anson Dwi Pangga, CEO of the famous property company GG group.

Jelita is indeed the favorite and only daughter-in-law of Anson Dwi Pangga, from childhood, although Jelita is not her child, Anson always took her home and told her son to sleep one room with the daughter of her best friend, her best friend, Anson, until there was a friendship that was like a brother and sister between Brandon Dwi Pangga and Jelita Maharani.

However, it turns out that Jelita had put their hearts long before they were both adults, to get used to it and began to depend on the existence of Brandon on his side. So no wonder if until the girl is willing in honey though, because Brandon is like his soul mate.

A review of a sweet smile adorned the handsome face of this man, as the married girl descended the stairs to meet him downstairs, downstairs, the beauty of Jelita that is growing longer still often suddenly vibrates the heart that is split in two of hers.

"Well, my wife is beautiful." Brandon praised Jelita as usual "You're not afraid, I'm in love with you hum?" The man pinched Jelita's minimalist nose and then looked at the owner.

"Hehe," Brandon grinned as he followed his wife's steps "Truely you say dear Jeje, I do love Shasha for who she is, I love her potent nature which relents to your spoiled, spoiled nature, I love the friendliness behind her parents' wealth, she's the first woman who's able to make my heart beat fast, and maybe forever." Obviously at length.

"Aamiin's." Without a doubt Jelita agreed to her husband's prayer despite the tightness of the words "Maybe I've gone completely crazy, saying that my husband loves another woman forever." Inner side.

Arriving outside Jelita was surprised by a tall and well-built man with a gripping handsome face, standing on the terrace carrying hands that seemed to be given to the owner of the house.

"You-you?" Paste Jelita round her eyes "Ngapain ni crocodile come here!" Inner side.

"Good night." The man smiled very sweetly at her.

"Who's Je?" Brandon looked at the man and then looked at his wife, curious, do they know each other? Her thought.

"Meet me, I'm Dylan Jackson, the next door neighbor, just call Dylan don't need Mister, or sir, enough with Dylan alone." Said the man holding his hand offering Brandon a handshake.

"Oh, yes, greetings, Brandon," Reply to Jelita's husband while receiving a handshake from the man "I'm sorry, I've never seen you before." Brandon smiled while Jelita was still staring dislikely at Dylan.

"It's okay, I've just visited your house, even though it's been almost two years I've lived here." Continued Dylan, occasionally the man glanced at Jelita who looked very beautiful in his eyes.

"That eye needs to be on the plug!" Inner Jelita.

"Yes, understandably, I know that living in the complex here must be busy people." Sela Brandon chuckles kindly.

"You have a plan to go?" Dylan asked staring at the couple alternately.

"Yes, it just so happens that we want to have dinner at the old man's house." Brandon answered while Jelita was still loyal with an unpleasant look.

"Yes yeah, I don't want to have a romantic dinner with me, so this is why?" Inner Dylan daydreamed.

"But by the way. Is there anything you want to say? Or, ...?" Brandon tried to speed up their conversation, because it was in a hurry, again had begun to be uncomfortable with the gaze of Dylan who seemed to want his beautiful wife.

"Oh, yes, ..." Dylan turned to Brandon for a moment and looked back at Jelita, the man thrusting a small box at his neighbor's wife "This is yours that you left in my house, beautiful lady." He said with a long look at the girl.

"What's this?" Brandon, who quickly grabbed the small red object before opening it, was possessive.

Frown when he saw the tiny object that two years ago he pinned on the ring finger of his Jelita "Ring? This isn't our wedding ring Je?" He looked at Jelita, there was a cornered curl on the brown iris.

"Emmh, yes," Jelita grabbed the little box and then reasoned "I forgot this morning I took it off, just returned the cat to Dylan's house, E'den. Sorry yeah." His kill.

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