WIFE INSTINCT

The Instincts of a Wife

Devan offers to take Emma home. Emma initially refused on the grounds that she would call her husband to pick him up at the airport, but after a long wait her husband did not come too.

"Emma, let me take you home" Devan said. Emma nodded slowly. His face looks gloomy. The two walked to the parking lot. Devan's car is already there, delivered by the driver. Devan opens the door and lets Emma in.

"Thank you, Devan," said Emma and got into the car. Devan nodded and smiled then got into the car.

"Van, the driver, don't speed it." Emma said as she glanced towards Devan.

"Don't worry. I'm not going to speed" Devan replied. Devan drove his car out of the airport.

"Emma, I'm sorry if I overdo it." Suddenly, Devan's voice broke the silence. Emma looked slowly at Devan.

"Devan, don't apologize to me. You didn't make a mistake. I should be the one apologizing, ", Emma replied and then turned her eyes forward.

"Thank you, Emma. You are not wrong either. So, don't apologize, OK?" Devan said with a smile. Emma nodded. Both are silent again. Devan focuses on driving while Emma pulls out her phone and tries to contact her husband.

'Where'd you go? Several times I called you and asked you to pick me up but you didn't pick up my phone at all? I also texted you but you didn't reply. Actually, where are you?' Emma said in her heart. I don't know why his heart hurt so much. Mind fucked. He feels unsettled. Devan glanced at Emma several times. He wanted to ask but he felt sad. He tried to hold back his curiosity.

Emma, who could not help but feel disappointed in her husband Richard, finally cried. Clear thread flowed from his eyes. Her chest feels tight. He quickly picked up a tissue and wiped his tears.

"Emma, what's wrong with you?" Devan asked as he pulled over his car and stopped. Emma shakes. He stared blankly ahead.

"Are you sick? I'm concerned. Please tell me what's going on" Devan pinta looked at Emma's face deeply. Emma took a deep breath, then exhaled violently.

"I'm fine, Devan. Let's go again" replied Emma. Devan surrenders. He decided not to find out anymore. She was worried that Emma would be offended if she kept asking. He re-applied his car. A few moments later,

"Devan, stop! Stop that!" Suddenly Emma cried out. Devan was shocked and stopped his car abruptly.

"Sorry, I'm freaking you out" Emma said when she saw Devan's panicked face. Devan took a deep breath and exhaled slowly.

"No problem. What's the matter Emma?" Devan asked while frowning. Emma saw a wig through the window of the car.

"Devan, it looks like I know the man" Emma said, pointing outside. Devan turned his eyes outside. A man and a woman were eating at a stall on the side of the road. It just so happens that their sitting position is facing outward.

"The man wearing the black jacket?" Devan asked. Emma nodded.

"Who is he?" Devan asked again.

"My husband. That Pri is my husband. He was with a woman" Emma replied.

"Emma, maybe that woman was his friend" Devan said. Emma did not answer. He kept looking at the shop. Moments later, the two came out of the shop. The man was holding the woman's hand. Now, Emma's heart was spread tight. Her knees were limp, her chest tight.

"Devan, you saw that, right? That woman is not his friend. Look at the way they join hands. You wait here for a second" Emma said and put the bag down.

"Emma, wait, wait" Devan said as he pulled Emma's hand open the car door.

"Devan, please don't stop me" replied Emma. Eyes glazed. His face was flushed with anger. He tried to let go of Devan's hand which held tightly to his

"Emma, please don't come out." Devan tightens his grip.

"Emma, please. I understand your feelings but you should try to calm down. Patience, Emma, please. We'll follow them. You must have solid evidence before you take action. I know this is not easy for you but try to be patient. Calm yourself." Devan said as he looked deeply into Emma's face. Emma speechless. He was at a loss for words. His mouth is locked. The tightness in his chest could no longer hold him. The tears are flowing.

"I'm sorry, Emma. You must be strong. Remove your tears. Look, they're leaving. We have to follow them." Devan said he let go of Emma's hand and drove his car to follow the man and woman.

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"Emma, are you okay?" Devan asked as he glanced at Emma. Emma nodded slowly while wiping her tears with a tissue.

"Be strong, please. I believe you're a strong woman" Devan said.

"Thank you, Devan. I will be strong" replied Emma.

Devan's car continues to ride on Emma's husband's motorcycle in front of them. Shortly after, Devan stopped his car when the motorcycle stopped in front of a boutique. The man and woman walked into the shop.

"Drink," Devan said as he gave Emma a bottle of mineral water.

"Thank you, Devan," said Emma gulping at the water as she stared at the boutique. Moments later, Emma's husband came out of the boutique. He looks serious about tinkering with his phone. Moments later, Emma's phone rang.

"He must have called you" Devan said, looking at Emma.

Devan took the water bottle in Emma's hand as he said.

"Thank the phone." Emma nodded and took her phone. Turns right. Husband called. He immediately answered his phone.

"Call, mah. I'm sorry, I just read your message. I'm so busy I didn't know there was a call from you." Richard's voice came from across the call.

"No problem. You where?" Emma replied in a non-flat tone. His face looks unhappy.

"I'm still in the office, baby. Where are you now? If it's still at the airport, I'll pick you up." Richard says.

"No, I'm on the road. I'll see you later. Lowbat. I'll call you later" Emma replied, turning off her phone and looking back at her husband standing in front of the boutique. Richard is seen putting his phone in his pocket and walking back inside the boutique.

"Emma, be patient." Devan said as he looked at Emma's face. Emma nodded without an answer.

"They're out. Let's follow them" Devan said, then put the car back on.

"Devan, I'm ashamed." Suddenly Emma said while looking at Devan. Devan frowned.

"Thy? Wh why? What's embarrassing you?" Devan asked.

"My husband's work. I never wanted anyone to know. But now, you know. I'm ashamed, " Emma said.

"Emma, no problem. No human is perfect. There is no home without problems. You must be strong." Devan answered while glancing at Emma and smiling.

"Thank you, Devan," Emma said.

"Devan, they're turning direction" Emma continued, pointing forward.