Wife Revenge Wasted

Suspicions

The sound of a clock ticking sounded loud in Anjani's ear. On a quiet night, between conscious and not, she heard the sound of the throbbing sound quite loud. Maybe because there was a wrench next to his bed, until his voice sounded very close. Anjani wants to open her eyes, but it feels very difficult. His head was heavy and he could only fall asleep on his bed, there was no strength to get up.

The clock's crack was actually not a strange sound, but rather a hypnotic melody that could calm him down. Unfortunately, there was another voice that made his subconscious mind attempt to wake up. That is, when he was listening, he heard a woman's voice. Not the voice of people talking but the voice of the l3nguhan the longer the more clearly heard.

“Mas, aakh... Mas...” That voice was heard by Anjani. His sleepy brain was trying to recognize a very distinctive sound.

The voice clearly belonged to someone and made Anjani's chest suddenly thump. No male voice was heard but only the female voice. Anjani tried to open her eyes that were so tight and so difficult. Only the ears can hear clearly. He tried to move his thick hands. Swiped the side of his bed to look for Andrew. Unfortunately Andrew was not in his place.

Anjani's body started to get hot cold. He really wanted to get up and get out of his place. The woman's voice was so clear she heard, but her eyes were completely uncompromising. He was sleepy and his eyes were heavy. His body was very light as it floated above the clouds, not knowing which one to step on.

Various questions came to Anjani's mind. Who's the woman over there? Who is that woman making out with? No, it's not just making out but it's like being in an int relationship!m. Not with Andrew, right? Only Andrew's men are in this house. Is Cheryl staying?

“Mas...” Anjani's lips could only murmur. She hoped her husband would be in the workspace as usual, not in the next room. Unfortunately, at this time he could no longer survive. Drowsiness that is so strong it really makes Anjanji back closed, sleeping signs can be held.

Is this a dream or real?

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Like falling from a high cliff, Anjani's stocky body was stunned until his heart was pounding. As real as it was, he felt his body being pushed by someone on the edge of the abyss, falling into the air and landing right on top of his padded mattress. His heart like to be dislodged to make him nauseous. His round eyes immediately opened and stared intently at the round wall clock that was before him.

Whahuh? It's eight in the morning?

Anjani immediately turned his head to the empty spot beside him, there was no Andrew there. The place was tidy, it meant that her husband had woken up from earlier. How come? Only this time she slept so soundly, that it did not help her husband to prepare.

“Gosh! Why can I be bad luck?” Anjani cursed her own stupidity. He immediately got up and sat for a while on the edge of the bed. His bed creaked because he woke up suddenly. His head feels dizzy, he holds for a while his head feels spinning while remembering what happened to him last night. He was indeed very sound asleep, even after he took slimming drugs. Slimming drugs, yes the drug that makes him very sleepy to immediately sleep soundly without having time to ask permission from her husband.

“Why so dizzy anyway? Is my blood low?” Anjani's eyes closed tightly, trying to balance the pressure in his head so as not to feel spinning. After improving, he immediately got up and continued his steps out of the room. His hasty steps made him almost nudge the vase of flowers owned by his mother-in-law. Luckily Anjani is quite deft, his large hands are able to hold a vase that is almost handsome. Congratulations, he almost got his in-laws scolding.

“Akh! My waist..” It only felt that his body position was wrong when he turned around. It's a lie that people say fat people never have back pain. The proof, his thick waist felt throbbing pain when jerked suddenly. He rubbed for a while while hugging the vase in his hand. He should have been more careful.

Slowly she put the vase back in its place, after being sure it would not fall again she immediately went to the stairs to go down and meet her husband. He also dabbed his long shoulder-length hair.

Judging from the stairs, those people had already had breakfast. Her husband was reading the newspaper and was well dressed. Only her hair was wet. It is certain because Anjani woke up late and did not have time to help Andrew bathe his hair.

“Good morning,” greet Anjani on the four people who are at the dinner table. They only glanced at Anjani with the corner of his eyes. Cheryl took a glance and smiled cynically.

“Sorry, I'm bad luck. What do I want to make?” Anjani is still trying to fix everything. Be as sociable as possible to people who seem upset because they wake up late.

“Eat what, we are full.” Widi replied with a ketus, making Anjani smile crazily.

“Mba Anjani shower first. Let it be clean, so Brother Andrew took a good look at it.” Cheryl has commented. For a moment Anjani was silent, not because of Cheryl's cynical speech, but because of her voice that was similar to the voice she heard last night. Yes, very similar, the hoarseness is the same, the breath is the same. This morning even the girl was shampooing. What could have been that night, then,

“Why you?” Andrew's voice surprised the dreamy Anjani. The man closed his newspaper violently and folded it.

“Why?” Uh he's willing, Anjani shocked herself. “My time is not much.” Although there is an extension, but this is a good opportunity.

“I wait in front yes, Brother,” Cheryl came to talk, sniffling cynically at Anjani. He rubbed Andrew's arm and left.

“She's gone, what do you want to say?” Andrew seemed to understand, the reason Anjani did not speak was because there was Cheryl.

But the woman still did not dare to speak. “Why, I also have to go?” Widi is in sensi. Anjani did not chimed in, only looking timidly at her glaring mother-in-law. The woman went with her youngest daughter while mumbling, saying what.

“They're gone. Say,” Andrew crossed his arms in front of his chest, waiting for the true Anjani to speak what. This is the first time Anjani wants to talk to her. Just watch if it doesn't matter.

Afraid Anjani raised her face and looked at her husband's face for a while. Very handsome as always. Talking to this guy is difficult and should not be wrong. Moreover, he realized correctly, if the question in his mind was like two sides of a sword. Detained tight, disclosed could be damaging. Even so, he chose to ask. His curiosity is too high.

“Semalem, Mas to where?” that question was asked by Anjani timidly.

Andrew was silent for a moment, not answering immediately. He looked in wonder at his wife. “Sleep. Where else to go?” At first glance Andrew seemed to dislike the question of his wife. He picked up the coat that was draped in the chair and put it on.

“Semalem, I woke up, but Mas wasn't next to me. I think Mas went.” Anjani continued her sentence and Andrew's expression changed slightly, a little clumsy.

“When I went to my room, you slept well. I woke up this morning, you're like the undead can't be built. It's strange that you think I don't exist, when last night I was next to you and you were snoring. Until my head dizziness.” Andrew's response was long, something very rare. Usually the answer is only short and there is no explanation sentence at all. What exactly is Andrew trying to explain to his wife?

“Sorry, I am so sleepy. Not too tired though. I just heard a weird noise last night from Cheryl's room. Last night Cheryl did not Mas?” Anjani dared herself to look at Andrew. His feeling as a wife who spoke that something was not right.

"Just say you don't like it when you don't like Cheryl staying in this house, you don't have to say things that aren't clear and don't make sense." That cynical phrase became Andrew's counterpart. The man looked angry.

"Not so Mas, I'm just not comfortable seeing Mas who is too close to other girls. Me," Anjani stopped her sentence when she realized that her husband was looking at her with dislike. It is true that women can never hide their jealousy, as happened to Anjani today. Not knowing the courage from which he dared to express his feelings.

"I'm going to forbid Cheryl from coming here if it makes you dislike. Satisfied?" Andrew's eyes glared sharply at Anjani.

"Bu-not that I mean Mas." Anjani suddenly stuttered. I don't know how he should explain the confusion and conjecture in his head.

"So what do you want?!" Andrew's voice grew higher making Anjani stunned. "It's too late to wake up and now you're kind of accusing me of having a no-no relationship with Cheryl. Realize yourself Anjani, speak your words. You're jealous for no reason. Remember, you are my wife, but you have no right to rule that I can be close to anyone. You have no right to accuse me of anything. Don't you realize that I've worked so hard for this family, including being forced to accept your presence in this house?" Again, Andrew's voice rose at the end of his sentence. He looked at Anjani sharply as if he wanted to tear himself apart who dared to speak no-no.

Anjani does not chim. From Andrew's long sentence, Anjani can even conclude that her husband is making a defense of something that Anjani does not know exactly sits the problem. This man is playing victim, an action taken when someone is being cornered by a mistake he is trying to cover up.

So, can Anjani conclude that her husband did something?

"Is there anything less clear?!" Andrew's voice broke Anjani's mind. Anjani can only shake. "Next time, think first what you want to ask and talk about, don't just play accuse!" The man closed his sentence firmly while taking the briefcase he put on the chair.

Just this time Anjani did not try to persuade her husband and let the man leave just like that. He was still thinking, which sentence made Andrew feel accused if he did nothing?

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