Berlianku My wife
49. Caught

"It looks like it's raining again Pah" Bu Rita got up from her seat.

While Mr. Aryo was still sitting on the balcony chair. Mr. Aryo is busy reading his phone. He did not pay attention to his wife, the sound of rain outside was also ignored, even deliberately enjoyed.

"Yes in, Pah. It's cold in here" said Ms. Rita leaving her husband on the balcony.

Miss Rita went into her room. Then turn on the television. Ms. Rita was silent for a moment, thinking about her husband.

"Lately Papah has often ignored me and focused on the phone. But if asked always answer the problem of work"

31-year-old Bu Rita and Mr. Aryo served the household ark. Not a short time to go through. Bu Rita understood very well, Mr. Aryo had never previously ignored his wife for work. More often, Mr. Aryo recounts complaints about work problems with his wife. His wife did not ask questions and give solutions, just listened.

But lately Mr. Aryo just answered the usual Mah. Though clearly - clearly Bu Rita asked first, what is the problem? Who's calling? Just answer me, no papa.

Ms. Rita was getting suspicious and upset. Even on rainy nights and cold weather Mr. Aryo survives sitting on the balcony with his cell phone.

"Actually the same chatter who lately?" Mumbled Bu Rita glanced at her husband still cool with his phone.

"Does papah have a mistress? Is papa old? Ah but papa's stamina is still as strong as a young boy"

"Is it because I'm old and not beautiful anymore? Or less as exciting as it used to be? Even my periods have started to mess up, do you know I'm going through menopause soon?"

Ms. Rita began to guess herself at her husband's attitude. Ms. Rita intends to open her husband's phone. Unnatural things done by the couple as long as Bu Rita and Pak Aryo, suspicious of the husband and spying through mobile phones. Even when she was young, Ms. Rita hardly cared about Mr. Aryo's cell phone. Because all this time Mr. Aryolah was very possessive of Bu Rita.

The rain outside was getting heavier with the wind. Mr. Aryo who was sitting on the balcony came in after his wife and closed the door.

"Watch what Mah?" asked Mr. Aryo to go up to the bed to approach his wife.

"It's usually soap reward, papah don't like it!" bu Rita answered a bit too narrowly still harboring prejudice.

Hearing his wife's slightly different tone Mr. Aryo understood. Mr. Aryo put down his phone and went into the same blanket as his wife.

"It's night, Mah's sleep" asked Mr. Aryo.

Miss Rita was silent. He wanted to vent his suspicions, but Bu Rita prestige to be angry considering his age is not young anymore. But either because Bu Rita entered perimenopause or because of what. Ms. Rita becomes very sensitive and emotional. Ms. Rita was sure that her husband was hiding something.

"Mah" called Mr. Aryo who was already coiled under the blanket.

Ms. Rita still remained silent withholding emotions.

Feeling neglected Mr. Aryo woke up, then wrapped his hand to his wife's body and invited him to sleep. Yes, just invite sleep, no other activities, because the age of Mr. Aryo and Bu Rita is not young anymore, so they only do husband and wife relationships once a few days. But they stay friendly.

Ms. Rita just kept quiet and obeyed the husband's invitation. Ms. Rita turned off the television and slept in her husband's arms like normal nights. But tonight is different. Ms. Rita did not enjoy the warmth of her husband's embrace. Bu Rita's brain and chest rumbled, there were many questions that lit the coals on her chest.

Ms. Rita was silent behind her husband's arms, waiting for her husband to fall asleep. Ms. Rita intends to take her husband's phone and check it. Not waiting long, Bu Rita heard her husband's soft snoring. Mr. Aryo's circular hand felt loosened. And it's true.

"Thriiing" Mr. Aryo's phone screen lit up like there was an incoming message.

Ms. Rita made sure her husband was completely asleep. Ms. Rita moved her husband's hand, no response. Ms. Rita moved her hands in front of her husband's face without any response either. Last bit pinch her husband's nose, Mr. Aryo also did not respond, instead the snoring gets louder.

Convinced her husband had slept, Rita gave away the blanket and intended to take Mr. Aryo's phone on the nightstand. The shadow of Bu Rita there is a photo of a young woman, who seduces her husband. Ms. Rita was very curious about which shameless woman, who dared to gnaw on her household.

Carefully Bu Rita unlocks her husband's expensive phone. Ms. Rita opened the whatsap message that just came in.

"Not a woman's name" muttered Bu Rita, reading the first name of the sender of Didi's message.

"Thit" Bu Rita opened the message Pour Aryo.

"It looks like Young Master is staying overnight, sir. It was raining heavily with the wind"

"The apartment's lights went out, the Young Master was not seen coming out of the apartment"

"Young Master with Miss walked into the apartment"

"Young Master rained with Miss, Master"

"Young Master waited for the rain to subside and was still in the tent stall"

"Young Master looks familiar with Miss Master"

"Young Master enjoyed dinner at the tent stall"

"Haaah" Ms. Rita shut her mouth reading the incoming message on her husband's phone. Bu Rita's eyes widened to read the reports of her husband's men. Especially looking at the photos sent. Bu Rita's hand continued her surfing activities, down her husband's chatter down. Miss Rita's not believing.

Lots of pictures of his favorite children. Mom Rita took a breath still in disbelief. Then Ms. Rita rubbed her phone screen again. She looked at the photo in her husband's chat carefully. Then Miss Rita smiled.

Bu Rita then turned to look at her sleeping husband. Bu Rita's lips looked very sweet.

"Why keep it a secret from me, even though it has gone that far. Papah must explain this!"

Miss Rita breathed her rough breath. But then she looked back at her husband gently.

"I'm stupid, I've been with you for 31 years and still doubt you, it turns out my husband has done many things, my husband loves us, his family"

Ms. Rita looked at the phone in her hand again, then smiled.

"Does this mean that my dream of becoming a grandmother will come true?"

Ms. Rita turned on her husband's phone again, she stared back at the photos in her whatsap message.

"Do they know each other?" Bu Rita swiped a photo of Alya looking to feed Ardi a chicken suiran in a tent stall.

"Even they look very sweet and mismatched"

Ms. Rita swiped her husband's phone screen again.

Lots of photos, ranging from out of the apartment together, the street together under the street lamp, sitting in the tent together. The two of them looked at each other, seeing Ardi smiling.

"Why did Ardi trick me? But for what?" mummified Bu Rita still does not believe in the contents of her husband's phone.

"It's naive of my son. But he's really my son" Ms. Rita muttered again imagining her son's handsome face.

Ms. Rita shifted her husband's phone screen again. Read the messages of her husband's men carefully

"Haha?" Miss Rita shut her mouth.

"So, does this mean that they're now both staying in apartments?" Ms. Rita imagined something happening in a distant place there.

Ardi normal men mature even age is not young anymore, arguably old even. While Alya is a mature woman who has a beautiful face and an attractive body. What would happen if two people of different sex stayed together at a young age.

"No, no, my judgment is never wrong. Alya is not that kind of woman"

"But is it true that Ardi now spends the night there?"

Bu Rita again read the message of Mr. Aryo's men carefully. Miss Rita saw her sleeping husband. Wanted to wake up and ask for an explanation.

But Miss Rita undoes her intentions. Ms. Rita got up and left her room to her son's room. Bu Rita opened her son's room slowly. Miss Rita has to make sure where her son is.

"really. He didn't come home? So Ardi really spent the night alone with Alya in the apartment? Dead lights? Heavy rain? What's gonna happen?"

"It can't be allowed, I have to plan something" muttered Bu Rita walking back to her room.