Wife Revenge Wasted

Watching

“Mas don't eat?” bargain Anjani with her husband who only looks at his wife at the dinner table.

“No, that's for you. That's your favorite food, spend it.” Andrew refused the food his wife offered him.

“Where might I eat alone like this, while you guys just watch? Come on, eat together with me.” Anjani feeds the martabak in her hand to Andrew.

“No need. You are the one who ate.” Andrew brushed Anjani's hand until the martabak in Anjani's hand almost fell. Luckily, the fall was above its place. Anjani was quite shocked by her husband's reaction, but still managed to remain calm, enduring the turmoil inside her chest.

“Udah, Mbak Jani do not have to think of us, enjoyed aja martabaknya.” Cheryl looked really at Anjani. This girl is indeed good at making Anjani feel special with whatever she gives.

Anjani smiled at the girl. Not because of Cheryl's sweet attitude but because of the increasingly strong presumption in her head. Anjani was so sure that there was something in this food that only he could eat it.

“You are so. Too much martyrdom, I'll eat in the back with the waiters. Excuse me,” Anjani packed his food and immediately left with his martab.

“Eh, no need to share Mbak.” Cheryl tries to hold back, but Andrew lets her.

“Nothing,” Andrew held Cheryl's outstretched hand to pull Anjani's hand away. The man nodded at the girl. Andrew didn't want Anjani to suspect there was anything to the food. “Go, take them to eat,” added the man.

“Iyaa, thank you Mas. I'm sorry.” Anjani rushes to the back porch to enjoy this martabak with the servants.

“How are you anyway? That's me who bought special for Ma'am Jani.” Cheryl grumbled in annoyance at the man beside her.

“Emang why the hell if Mbak Jani wants to eat with a waiter?” Carissa asked at the moment. This girl stared at the two people who had since forced once Anjani to enjoy the martabak alone in front of them. “The cart is already owned by Mbak Jani, be free he wants to eat with whom. You think not awward eat alone here we keep watching?” take the young girl.

“Iya, just let her eat the same waiter, it is indeed there where she is the most suitable.” Widi who does not understand what Cheryl means also agrees.

“Iya, Aunt,” Cheryl smiled crazily even though in her heart she was very arrogant because she could not make sure Anjani spent her martab. He also looked at the prospective sister-in-law who looked curious to him, then the girl moved away.

“I go in first,” pampitnya.

“Iya dear, rest yes.” Widi who chimed. While Cheryl just nodded. It was also difficult to get close to Carissa whose attitude was so indifferent.

“Tante also want to rest, you guys please continue chatting.” Widi is moving. His eyes were already sleepy from eating too much.

“Iya Aunty, good night.” Cheryl chimed in sweetly.

“Night,” timpal middle-aged woman as it passed away.

After Widi died, the two men looked at each other. Cheryl gave a teasing smile to Andrew while winking her eyes. His hands grimaced under the table, rubbing Andrew's thighs which made the man's hair bristling deliciously.

“You watch tv?” take Andrew. He needs to buy time to put Anjani into a deep sleep.

“Iya,” Cheryl's voice sounded spoiled in her ears. Both of them moved and moved to the family room. Laugh there, rubbing each other's body parts that make them enjoy the int period!m both of it.

Half an hour passed, the atmosphere of the house was already completely silent. The man went to his room to check on Anjani. His lips smiled when he saw his wife had fallen asleep in their bed. He approached Anjani and wagged his hands in front of Anjani's face to see if the woman had been sound or not.

“Jani, Anjani Andrew called his wife's name softly, but Anjani did not budge. The woman snored quite loudly and flipped her back to Andrew.

Without wasting any time, Andrew immediately entered the bathroom, to clean his body. He whistled in the bathroom smiling at the mirror image of his face. This man was so eager to enjoy a passionate evening with Cheryl without the wife's interruption.

In fact, they have often spent time together in Cheryl's apartment or in a hotel. Cheryl is eager to spend time together at her home. The girl reasoned to want to feel the position of Anjani as a wife who serves her husband at home, without fear and worry. Andrew also did not want to make the wife suspicious that she often stayed outside. The plan must be smooth, so he agreed to follow Cheryl's advice by using drugs that can make Anjani fall asleep.

Once his body was clean, Andrew immediately walked out of his room. This man smiled happily when he saw Anjani still snoring in his place. The best nightgown he took and then he used it. He also sprayed his body with a very fragrant perfume. Once ready, this man went to the next room to meet Cheryl who was definitely waiting for him.

Just opening the door to his room, Andrew was stunned to find Cheryl who was waiting for him at the door. “Honey, why is it here?” Andrew was shocked, speaking in a whisper.

“Mas long ago, I pegel nungunya. She's asleep?” Cheryl is struggling with Andrew. Wraps his hands around Andrew's neck and slightly peeks at Anjani through the door slit.

“Udah dong, he has snored kayak b*bi. Let's go to the room now.” Andrew closed the door tightly and then tried out Cheryl's bok0ng with anxiety. Cheryl chuckled happily as her efforts succeeded.

“Gendong...” The girl whined with her potent expression that made Andrew anxious.

“Okey!” it was with great pleasure that Andrew carried Cheryl's body in his lap. The girl laughed with excitement. Not long he cupped the face of the man in front of him and then cut Andrew's lips ferociously. Andrew racing it is not less greedy and full of passion.

Without them knowing, what they are doing is heard all by Anjani. The woman did not really fall asleep. After saying goodbye to enjoying food with the waiters, Anjani actually threw away the martabak Cheryl bought. He was very sure that the food contained sleeping pills that would make Anjani fall asleep soundly.

Hearing all the efforts of Cheryl and her husband, made her heart throb in pain. There was a sense of tightness that made him wake up and sip a glass of water that he had prepared beside him. This glottic sensation in the throat makes it uncomfortable. Maybe because he had been holding back his crying which in the end really did not want Anjani to overflow.

With all her courage, Anjani got out of bed. The young woman slipped into Cheryl's room with her cell phone. She had intended to gather evidence of her husband's affair with Cheryl, as much as possible.

Arriving in front of Cheryl's room, Anjani sculpts. The door leaf that was not tightly closed made Anjani can see the action of her husband's struggle with Cheryl. Andrew was not wearing his upper clothes, he held Cheryl in front and smeared her lips greedily. Something Andrew never did during a year of marriage with his wife.

The feeling of being devastated as a wife makes Anjani only able to look at what her husband is doing. His eyes were round red and wet, his face deathly pale with limp legs and a trembling body. It was his feelings as a woman that made him have to be forced to stand on his own two feet. The woman held up her cell phone, recording a hot scene between Andrew and the woman she was so fond of. His hands were trembling, the same as his entire body breaking out in cold sweat.

“Hold Anjani, hang on.” Anjani's mind continues to whimper while his logic continues to spin giving him plenty of reasons to finish what he has started.

His legs were limp and trembling almost collapsed, while his heart was already broken, it was already very broken. Tears just dripped without being able to hold, without a sob. Her inner being was very sick to watch her husband's infidelity in plain sight. Anjani was like aware of the fact that her husband had been far from satisfied to have a wife like her.

In this instant he understood, if in fact he had been banished for a long time, then why would he pursue this man again? During this time He was also neglected, not considered a wife, so why did he survive? Moreover, this affair shows that she is no longer needed because her husband needs other women, so why beg? Shouldn't he respect himself? Why spend energy on people who don't care about it?

All those thoughts continued to stir in his head. Love and logic are like war. The woman staggered, leaning weakly against the wall that was behind her. He can no longer be here. Not only his heart, but his ego and soul were wounded.

Anjani walks with gontai towards her room. His limped and pain-filled path made him conclude something.

“You are great Mas, you are good at piercing my heart with a knife you kept for a year.” Anjani said in her heart. The advice of a wife who made her swear not to continue everything. He is so valuable, unfortunately Andrew is not the right hand owner to embrace him, so there is no reason to settle down.

Just like watching the adult scene live for four minutes, Anjani returned to her room with a trembling body. She sat on the edge of her bed, propping up her heavy head with her husband's infidelity scene constantly spinning around in her head.

The whimpering sound came back from the next room and made the woman could only cry while smothering her mouth so that her voice could not be heard. He laid his body sideways and covered his ears with a pillow.

Maybe he should have really eaten the martabak so that his sleep was really sound and the night was no longer this long.

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