After the First Night
Chapter 28's

**Steps hurt because they walk on thorns

Tired of self-pity

Which does not come out of the pit of pain

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"Why are you, Aisyah?" the sound of Arzan coming from behind made Aisyah and Dita surprised. The two turned their heads, staring at Arzan who was standing right behind them with a suit draped in his arm. Seeing her husband coming home, Aisyah rushed to her feet. Pick up the briefcase and the draped suit immediately. Do not forget to mention the best smile to welcome the husband.

"Mas, are you home?" asked the woman with a smile on her face that made Dita fed up instead of playing.

"Yes" he answered briefly. Hearing the cold answer from the sister-in-law made Dita's heart soar. He silently smiled and mocked.

"Want to eat first, or take a shower first?"

"I'm gonna take a shower,"

"I'm ready for the water. Do you want a warm bath or cold water?" aisha asked her husband.

"It's cold water, man,"

Aisyah nodded, then left but Arzan's voice stopped her steps.

"What were you talking about?" asked the man made Aisyah delay her desire to go to the room. He turned back, glancing at his sister who was rolling his eyeballs.

"It's okay, ma'am. We just have a normal conversation" replied Aisyah.

"Sir Aisyah is curious about my boyfriend, brother. He wants to meet her, he said. To the extent that he is, my relationship with him has gone to the point where. Isn't it commonplace in this day and age dating is like that? If not in the ration love, ntar his girlfriend ran away asking for rations to other girls. Yes dong's loss, we. So kudu in love rations continue, anyway 'right so good too. Bikin nagih, who the hell refused to be invited like that? Yes no brother," The girl looked at Arzan, who looked nervous and glanced at his wife who was now also staring at the two alternately. Paying attention to the body gestures of both, looking for irregularities that may be seen.

"I-yes," replied Arzan nervously. He was afraid that the affair of both would be exposed. Because honestly he still loves Aisyah very much, he is not willing to lose the woman.

"Yes, from that, must keep the husband from the temptation of the actor. Because today's actors don't know themselves. No matter how the wife feels legitimate, no matter the mentality of others when she is both a woman. Not afraid that karma will fetch him because he is only pursuing temporary enjoyment. But it all depends on the man too, if he was tempted by the actor means he was just like the actor," the woman hung her words, he looked at Arzan and Dita alternately. Arzan looked nervous while Dita looked at her sister full of hatred.

"Together cheap!" added Aisyah while lifting the corner of her lips. There was a pause of a few seconds before Aisyah moved into the room to prepare water for her husband.

"I'll go to the room first, Mom. I will prepare your needs for a bath." said Aisyah while Arzan just nodded. The woman then moved her feet towards the room. Ride the stairs that become a link between his room and the middle room. Before climbing the stairs, he turned his head and glanced at the two people he left behind. Then continued his steps with his head held high, his face that had been polished by a smile now disappeared quickly. Change with a calm face without a smile.

"So, how long did he go home? I miss big brother." Dita did not hesitate to hug her sister-in-law. Placing his head on the man's field chest while his hands wrapped around Arzan's waist possessively.

"I don't care. I miss the same big brother. Why did you come home so long, anyway? I'm still waiting for my sister, watching tv. Uh even in the omelette of Brother Aisyah," the girl complained to her brother. Arzan frowned, looking at Dita who was in his arms.

"Why is Aisyah nagging? Doesn't she usually grumble?"

"I thought I was messy. You can't do this, that's it. There will be a Sumi MBok that is settled. About her sister's wife, just want to menggomelin me." Arzan glanced at the sofa that was falling apart due to Dita's food. A few packs of Snacks scattered on the floor, it was natural that Aisyah reprimanded her sister. Arzan was uncomfortable to see it.

" Sister when did he kick her out of this house? I don't like him. Somehow I'm jealous that she's Deket's with sister, taking care of sister's needs."

"Sister you're right, why is the meal so messy? Kasian Mbok Sumi, he was tired of cleaning the house" said Arzan. He actually wanted to release the girl's embrace, but Dita's hug was firmer so that both Arzan's hands were stuck on the girl's shoulder. Arzan's answer made Dita look up, he stared dislike at the man he loved so much. He let go of his embrace.

"What's the hell? Why did you even buy him?"

"Yes, you are wrong. Tomorrow not again, yes." he ruffled Dita's hair, in fact he only considered the girl in front of him as a sister. But the events of that day made everything change. Arzan is just an ordinary man who can not resist the temptation of women, especially with the offer of the warmth of the bed that he has not felt. If with Aisyah, he would feel hurt because he imagined that his wife was already in the touch of another man. But if with Dita, he can vent his desires without imagining anything, but in between it he often imagines if Dita is his own wife. In the deepest recesses of the man's heart, he still deeply loved his wife. And now he's stuck in a napkin circle created by his sister-in-law, and he's hard to get out because of the promise of pleasure offered by the girl.

"Bad brother really? I'm jealous of her Belain brother! I don't like it!" The girl sulked, turning her back to Arzan. The man was kneeling his temple, he was already dizzy with the work piling up and on his way home had to face a drama of jealousy between brother and sister.

"I want to take a shower first" said Arzan as he stepped up, ignoring the sulking action of his sister-in-law. Hearing that made Dita gawk, her mouth wide open with glaring eyes. Can't believe that her brother-in-law would ignore her. Not want if he was ignored, he immediately turned around and hugged the brother-in-law from behind.

"Where are you going? 'And I'm still missing" he said trying to shake off his heart's irritation. In the deep redam so that he could reach the peak of victory.

"I'm tired" answered Arzan briefly while trying to release Dita's arms.

"Let me get a massage, yeah." bargained the girl. He let go of his embrace and turned his sister-in-law's body to face him.

"No need. I just need to take a shower and rest." I refused.

"Come, brother. Later Taken a bonus," Arzan raised next to his eyebrows,

"Massage plus-plus." whispered kindly in the ear of the sister-in-law. His feet slightly stepped to get his lips right in the man's ears. Even he bit the man's ear lobe slightly, creating a strange gelanyar that spread all over the man's body.

"Come, brother. I'm also very upset with my sister." The girl kept trying to seduce her. Only in this way could he have the man. When in bed, he felt he had his brother-in-law. He could do anything to her.

"But, Dit. Here are Aisyah and Mbok Sumi. What if we get caught?" Arzan's worried.

"Please, brother. It won't be caught. We both dim our voices, yes. Don't let go." the girl quickly pulled the sister-in-law towards the guest room that was not far from them. The two of them entered the room, closing it slowly.

Behind a wall, a woman smothered her mouth with her hands. Muffling the broken cries. Reorganizing his broken heart. Squeezing his rebellious chest in pain.