Where My Husband Might Be Cheating

CHAPTER 38

This afternoon Bagas will review the project he has been working on for two weeks. And thank God everything is smooth without obstacles. Maybe it's the spirit behind his hard work.

"See, sir, my boss called."

Walk away from her co-workers outside the city.

"Hello sir, good day."

"(Hello gas. How good is your work there?)"

"Surf sir, Alhamdulillah."

"(Do you want to go home soon?)"

"She wants to, sir."

"(There are conditions)."

What do you want baj*Ng*n this.

"What is that sir?"

"(Meet me tonight at the cafe near the hotel where you're staying. I'll send you the name of the cafe, eight o'clock in the evening)."

Tut's..

Phone connection turned off before Bagas replied. Bagas clucked irritably, he knew for sure Darma would devise a plan.

"Why gas? Any issues?"

Ask his fellow man.

"Oh no sir, it's hard to signal so I'm not horrified what the boss said." Forced smile.

"Oh that. Yeah, we're over there, check another one."

"Yes sir, come on."

His body and soul are within the scope of work. But his mind was glaring everywhere. Curious about the intentions of his superiors. Bagas was afraid he was trapped again, but for now he tried to think positively first.

"Sir, I'm sorry to go home first. Work is ready, can continue at home via email."

"Oh yes gas, please. I've also runnin actually, just want to relax here again."

"Yes sir, come sir."

He said politely and left.

He saw the watch in his hand, it was still at 5 p.m. Fortunately the distance to the hotel is only a few minutes, so it is still possible to do Maghrib prayers at the hotel, he thought.

Finished with his obligation Bagas tried to see HP, and see the name of the cafe that has been sent by Darma. But there was a slight look that distracted him when he saw his Whatsapp messages.

I didn't see it wrong, did I? This is the same message Diana read, right? Here's the blue line there's two tablets.

Bagas tried to squeeze his HP screen to contact Diana.

Rang???

Bagas with trembling hands waited for an answer and put his HP into the ears.

Somewhere else.

How do I hear my voice? But what is possible?

He walked into the room, and saw the HP that he had just put on the room table, without deactivating it again.

"Ah right, but who's calling?"

Take HP and look at the screen with the nickname "Husband"

No, why is there a signal here all of a sudden? No way why I forgot to turn it off yesterday.

He was worried about lifting or not. HP keeps ringing, maybe this is the umpteenth time. Diana took a breath and exhaled slowly.

He answered the call and put it in his ear. Without making any sound.

"(Hallo baby, baby are you there? Where's your darling? Is the child in your body healthy? Then Alif, is he naughty there without his father? Honey, honey, don't turn off the phone, please hear a little of my explanation)."

Diana bit her own lips so as not to make any sound. It was very difficult for him to endure the crying.

"(Honey, I'm sorry for all my mistakes, baby I'm going to prove that Risah isn't pregnant with my son. Please don't lose your love for me, dear)." Bagas started sobbing unable to explain.

Diana, too, sat down and cried, listening to her husband's words.

"(Honey? Hear akukan? You're still there, right? Tell my would-be hotshot, don't be naughty and don't make it hard for the mama, don't crave the weird. Honey please tell him yes, dear me, I'm here to ruin without you. Honey, please come home)."

Bagas only heard Diana's sobbing voice. Because no matter how hard we hold the cry, must be a little still let out a sobbing sound and a loud breath.

"(I beg you not to cry, what should I love, even to hear your voice is difficult, I only want to see your face, once, once only. I want to stroke the child you are currently carrying. I know, you're pregnant, right, baby? Aye?)."

Diana turned off her phone. And deactivate his HP again. It was enough to hear the sound of Bagas.

I miss you well, very much miss. But, I hate it.

Bagas squeezed, he drooped on the floor. A sense of sadness that erupted in his heart, could not be close when his wife was pregnant. his HP rang, he quickly saw, which Diana thought was back on the phone, it turned out only people who became the destroyer of his household.

"Hallo." Said cold.

"(I'm waiting for you here. Don't be late)."

"Good."

Turn off the phone. Removing the rest of her tears. And prepare to go to the cafe designated Darma.

In the car.

"Hallo mas, Assalamualaikum."

"(Yes gas, walaikumsalam. What's up?)"

"Well, you're not busy?"

"(Not sitting at home anymore. Why?)"

"Mas, I'm on the road to meet with Darma. I don't know what he wants, he just offered me to go back home, but on condition."

"(Record all your talks)."

"Good on."

That's the name of the cafe. Bagas started walking inside and asked one of the workers there.

"Sir, did anyone rent a table in Darma's name?"

"There's a mas, it's on the second floor near the VVIP room."

"Oh yes, thank you."

Smile and go straight to the place where it was told.

Bagas looking for the place where the employee intended, and it turns out to be true. But what makes Bagas surprised, in Darma sitting friendly with women who dress sexy. Bagas only dehem to realize his arrival to two people who do not know shame.

"Gas, have you arrived? Please sit down."

Bagas simply nodded with a facial expression not liking to look at the woman.

Which other woman will be your victim.

"So this is gas."

Bagas glanced at the woman who was with Darma. Darma understood the meaning of Bagas' gaze, and he whispered something into the woman's ear. Then the woman just laughed and blinked her eyes at Darma, then got up and left.

I don't know what she's talking about, her heart.

Bagas pulled out his phone and was ready to squeeze the recording. Certainly without Darma's knowledge.

"So, sir, what's wrong with me meeting outside of work hours?"

"You're in such a hurry for gas, don't order a meal first? You haven't had dinner yet, have you?"

"Oh no sir, I ate before I got here."

"Okay, it seems you can't wait to hear everything."

Bagas quietly did not answer, deliberately let Darma not muter-muter talk.

"I know your family is a mess, right? Your wife also left you, right? I can guarantee you and help you get back with your wife."

"Sorry sir, I have to cut off the father's talk. You are not a god and a prosecutor who can guarantee that I can go back to my wife or not. So what do you mean by father."

Darma raised the corner of her lips, looking a mocking smile.

"You're going to sue Risah right? Prehal child that he conceived, and actually you also know, who is the father of the baby?"

Bagas choked, it turned out to be his guess.

"Why is the answer silent?"

"Yes I know. The father is the son of a fetus that is currently separated. And since you're the one my household is a mess."

"Why are you guilty of me? Didn't you ever sleep with her?" Snide laugh.

"Yes I admit it sir, but the incident did not last long and did not happen repeatedly. It's also because of circumstances."

"Haha are you evading now, so how? My offer, if you agree you'll be home this week and I can give you a leave of absence to meet your wife. Also a hundred million money from me, another bonus from the company. But you must be quiet and do not sue Risah and also me. Let Risah go far away. You can come back, and I'm calm too. We are both lucky. We are also both baj**gan."

"Sir, I am just like you. It was only the difference between me and the father, that I would remain on the path of honesty, even though I was initially wrong. But if you are wrong, still do not want to be blamed. Throw away all means just to be able to find peace. I am baji. I got karma from my actions. One of them was abandoned by my wife and shunned my family. So my decision, I will still demand Risah and you, and I will go home tomorrow without having to wait for next Sunday and next Sunday again, and that is certainly my will, not your will. I'm risigne!!! Excuse me dear Mr. Darma."

Bagas stood up and turned off the recording he made. Bagas walks with a state of heightened emotion. His breathing is not as regular as it should.

While Darma is emotional with Bagas' decision. Even he did not expect that Bagas would dare to threaten and act so far. This is really beyond her expectations. What he thought Bagas would be tempted by the offer he gave, turned out to be nil, all in check by him.

Now he just waits for the time when Bagas will file a prosecution for him and also Risah.

What he was thinking right now was also about his son and wife at home. Because for years he played with women outside, his wife and children at home no one knew. All Darma hide tight. But this time he had exhausted the idea, Bagas had said that it would be risigne. He was impressed not afraid of losing his job, it was all for the sake of the integrity of his household.

...***...

"Hallo mas, everything is going well. Tomorrow morning I go home, we will see you. And I have proof too. Just filing a prosecution."

"(Iya-iya relaxing times the gas, speaking one breath so. Yes mbok slowly speaking, it's like a ceremony report)."

"The spirit of the man."

"(Yes, tomorrow we will say, I'll eat this with your sister. Why come home tomorrow? Aren't you still out of town?)."

"Udah mas, ask her tomorrow. Eat it first."

"(Now you can replace dropping mas)."

"Hehe, sorry for joking. Yes, I have closed the mas, greetings to Mita yes."

...***...

"Who's calling?"

Ask Mita.

"Bagas darling."

While chewing the fried Nugget ala beloved wife.

"What do you want?"

"He had all the evidence he said, and I saw it too."

"So how's mas? Does Ana know about this?"

"Udah, eat it tomorrow we go there after Bagas arrived."

"So Bagas will come with mas? If Ana gets angry, how are you?"

Anton took a large enough piece of the Nugget and fed it into his wife's mouth to stop talking.

Mita beat her husband.

"Many questions dear, tomorrow just wait for the director to come so we can play the movie Bagas."

Anton laughed off seeing the annoyance of his wife who continued to tease at serious times.

Seriate...

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