Wife Pretend

Moonlight

After dinner that went on with a lot of silence. Erika and Dave decided to go home. Erika still looked pouted and silent when she was in the car.

While Dave was sitting behind the wheel and preparing to install his sidbell. At first glance Erika glanced at him with a sharp look, but Dave's face seemed ordinary with no expression. Dave started the engine without caring about the sharp glances of Erika's eyes.

Hey lady, I know you must be mad at me. But all this I do for your own good.

The car slowly drove away from the restorant. Erika turned her eyes towards the street. And suddenly his phone rang indicating there was an incoming message on his phone. Dave who also heard it accidentally turned towards Erika, accidentally their eyes met. Both seem awkward. But Erika hurriedly threw away her face and chose to grab her phone that was inside the small bag on her lap at the moment.

Erika immediately opened her phone and found a series of short messages from Mark.

Mark: Fight E, Spirit!! 😉

Seeing the message from Mark, Erika smiled a little, not because of the content of the message, but with an additional emoji embedded at the end of the message.

Since when Mark can be as funny and sweet as this. Erika smiled as she covered her mouth with one hand.

While Dave who was beside him, who was also busy driving, glanced slightly at Erika. He was amazed by Erika's behavior, from earlier they also did not want to give up to open the voice first.

"Message from whom?" Dave said he finally had the material to open a conversation with the girl who is now sitting next to him.

For a moment Erika felt stunned. Then he raised his head to look at Dave. "Oh.that's, from Mark." Erika said a little hesitantly as she lowered her gaze again. He put his phone back in the bag without giving Mark a reply. Then return the message. How thought.

"Oh.." Dave replied flat as his eyes stared straight at the street. Instantly, things became quiet again. Dave tries to tune the radio tape in his car to drive out the silence between the two of them.

Soon a melodious romantic western song flowed beautifully accompanied the journey of a couple who inexplicably quiet each other since at the restaurant earlier.

"Was the song good?" Erika smiled as she leaned her back on the car seat, her mood had changed somewhat after listening to the song that was now playing beautifully, her head in a nod slowly to the rhythm.

Dave also just smiled faintly to see Erika's action through the mirror.

It's good that his mood has started to improve. Dave murmured in his heart.

"Do you like the song?" Dave asked as he occasionally glanced at Erika who had now started to close his eyes.

But there was no answer from Erika. The girl seemed to have started to fall asleep.

"Oh my goodness, how fast is this girl's sleep!" Rutuk Dave while still watching the streets in front of him. "Huh..Fuck up!" Grunts again. While increasing the speed of the car to quickly get home.

*****

He was so happy when he looked at the beautiful-looking photo of the girl with his sweet smile. His chest could not stop pounding. I felt a great love for that girl. But a moment later, his eyes turned glaring, as he began to realize, Erika was not his. And it will never be his.

I've never been this happy and felt this sick before.

Mark stepped back into his room and immediately threw his own body into his bed. Then hugged his cell phone which still looks there Portrait of Erika there. And suddenly he missed the girl so much, he had sent her a message, but not yet responded by Erika. His heart suddenly became riled up and felt very homesick.

Mark's eyes glared upwards to the ceiling of his apartment room. His sight became very sad. This was the first time he felt all this.

Soon the voice of the cell phone above his chest scattered his daydream. He immediately looked at his phone with sparkling eyes. Hoping it was the sound of a voice notification of Erika's reply.

Erika: Sorry to reply, thanks for the spirit!! 😉

That's what Erika's brief reply was. With the same emoji at the end of the sentence. Just that makes Mark incredibly happy. I want him to jump right now. But he didn't do it. And only kissed his own phone a few times. It was because he felt so happy. He also did not understand, why just a simple message was able to make him feel unusually happy.

*****

Elsewhere, in Dave's room. Dave had just wrapped Erika's body on the bed, after he had previously held the body of his wife from the car to the room as it is today. He also had a chance to take Erika's phone from her bag, open the phone and reply to a message from Mark.

For a moment he looked back at Erika's sleeping face, her faint smile expanding while stroking the girl's white cheeks. There was a desire to kiss her again. But as hard as he could, he tried to hold back.

"Sleep, everything's gonna be okay! I'm sorry that I may seem cold and confusing, but I'm doing all this for you, believe me, I just don't want to hurt you, that's all!" Dave muttered softly as he gently stroked Erika's hair.

"I may be just a coward, but what can I do, I want to welcome your feelings, but I myself do not have the courage to accept them with an open heart. I'm sorry!" Mumbled again. Now he ventured to kiss Erika flash's forehead.

"Thank you for being by my side right now!" Say it again for the last time before he finally stepped towards the sofa and slammed his own body there.

And as usual, he can't seem to sleep without having to undress. This time he did the same. After successfully stripping the shirt he wore to bare chest, now he can really lay his body on the sofa. Highlight the moonlight as if penetrating the sidelines of the window curtain on the side of the sofa that is not tightly closed. Seeing that Dave even accidentally opened the hordeng wide so that he could enjoy the moonlight while lying on the sofa.

Dave's mind had drifted somewhere before he finally fell asleep in the moonlight.

SERIATE.