Berondong Keborangan My Wife
Samsul's Unusual Attitude

Mila's still mute. Her face looked pale as she looked at her husband's face. He took a deep breath with his eyes closed and said.

"Why did Papa ask that? Does Papa not believe in Mama anymore?" reprimanded Mila finally opened her voice.

Samsul's eyes glared at his words. With a cold look, he answered.

"Papa see the love in Mama's eyes. The love that Papa once felt, and the love that Papa saw. When Mama prevented the young man from leaving," said Samsul.

Mila bowed while biting her lips. He admitted it. Deni has made her fall in love. But there's no way she's being frank with her husband.

Samsul then moved from his seat and opened the closet to change his clothes. After getting dressed. Samsul then snatched the jacket hanging near the door.

"Papa goes first to Ma's office."

No more questions. Free, Mila can't possibly admit it. By looking at his wife's attitude. Samsul believes that Mila is in love with the man.

Mila followed her husband.

"Pa. Don't eat first. Mama was cooking," said Mila.

"Papa doesn't taste Ma. Our problem is not finished. Papa will wait for Mama's answer later in the afternoon."

After that, Samsul just left Mila who was standing in front of the door.

Not how long. Mila stepped slowly towards her room. Then take his phone. There was a message on his phone.

Mila opened it. The message came from Deni. The young man told Mila that he had found a rented house just half an hour from Mila's house. Deni also sent a new home address to Mila.

Got a message from Deni. Lost for a moment his sadness.

Soon Mila rushed to change clothes and ordered Gojek online. It didn't take long. Mila's order Gojek arrived. They went straight to the address Deni gave them.

Seen from a fall. A small modest house that was far from the urban center and was behind a fairly quiet market.

Deni also seemed to have been standing there waiting for him.

After paying Gojek fare. Mila immediately hunted Deni and hugged her. They both went inside. Looks like the room is still empty there's no stuff there. There was only a red matic motor parked inside. Deni immediately brought Mila into the room.

Both of them sat on a green carpet. Deni's suitcase is still stored in the corner of his room.

"Den. I'm very worried about you" said Mila melirih.

Deni stroked Mila's hair gently.

"Deni's worried Mom. How is the husband of the mother. Does he know, you came here?"

"No Den. My husband went to the office. But ... "

"Mom, tell me what happened, after Deni left. Deni was thinking about Mom. Deni's afraid of what's going on with Mom."

"He already knows our relationship Den."

"What!?"

Deni was shocked to hear Mila's confession. What she feared all along. Gradually, their affair will definitely be exposed.

"Keep, what happened?" Deni scared.

"Mom doesn't admit it. I can't bear Den. He was hit hard. I don't know what to do, Den."

"Just divorce Mom. Marry Deni."

Deni's words confused Mila. On the other hand, she still loves her husband. But he also did not want to lose Deni.

"No Den. Mom still loves him. I don't want to lose you either, Den!"

Deni rubbed his face rough. He did not know how to convince the woman. That her dark relationship would bring disaster if Mila didn't choose one of them. Deni is ready to marry Mila, as long as the woman has given up her status as Samsul's wife.

"Den. I love you .. " said Mila later.

"Deni knows Mom. Mom loves Deni. But I'm still Om Samsul's wife."

Mila was crying in Deni's arms.

Mila raised her face slightly staring at Deni.

"What's Den?" said Mila. A faint smile rose on his lips.

"Mom loves Deni. Because you need Deni's satisfaction, don't you think?"

Mila frowning.

"What the hell, you mean Den?"

"Jawab Ma'am."

Mila's gaze immediately turned to the carpet they were sitting on.

"Den. I bought a mattress, huh? It's cold Den sleeps on a carpet like this," said Mila diverted Deni's question.

Deni grunts violently.

"No need Mom. Deni can buy it himself. Deni's money is still there," Deni replied beginning to get upset.

"But you'll be cold, later" woo Mila a little spoiled while stroking Deni's cheek.

Deni's face moved to the side. He knew the woman was avoiding the question. And Deni doesn't like that.

"Jawab Ma'am. I just need Deni's body, right? Almost every day, Deni has to satisfy your desires. And Mom enjoyed it very much. What all this time. Mom never thought. Deni is tormented if he continues to commit this sin," Deni explained later.

For a moment Mila fell silent while looking at Deni's handsome face. It was all along. Mila really enjoyed Deni's body. While Samsul was her husband. Always give him more than enough material. That's why. Mila wants to have both. Any way. With Deni he can vent his high desire. Mila admit it. Almost every day Deni had to serve him. Since I knew Deni. His passion he could not control. Not satisfied, if Mila did not enjoy the stocky body for a day.

"Jawab Ma'am. Why are you quiet!"

Deni's words awakened his daydream.

"Eh. That's not the case Den. Mom, I sincerely love you Den," said Mila stammered.

Then Deni got up from his seat. Then say something that makes Mila more confused.

"If you really love Deni. Let go of Mom's husband. And marry Deni" replied Deni firmly.

Mila got up and hugged Deni from behind.

"Alright Den. I'll talk to Mom's husband tonight. Don't worry, do you?" persuade Mila.

Deni turned body.

"Mother seriously ... "

Mila nodded while unbuttoning Deni's shirt one by one. And Deni understands. He must be ready to serve the woman. There's no way Mila would have missed that opportunity, if it was nearby.

Especially the supportive situation. The rented house is now quieter and away from the city center.

For the umpteenth time. Deni had to resign his body to enjoy the woman who knew when he understood his circumstances. Deni just wants to live a normal life. Made Mila his legal wife. Age is not a problem for Deni. Because he loves Mila as much as she is.

As always. That afternoon, Deni sweated sweat to satisfy Mila's high desire.

***

In office. Samsul sat pensively. The phone on his desk. Just in the lyrics since then, then switch to staring at the laptop screen. I would love to call his wife, but for what. His heart still hurts to accept the behavior of Mila, who was never in the slightest bit terbesit in his mind. his wife was so willing to betray him.

Silently intertwine forbidden love with young people.

No more passion to finish the job. Both of his hands were folded under his chin. Angry and hate mixed into one. Still do not believe in the harsh reality of his life. The wound that Mila had inflicted so sharply unsheathed her heart. Until she felt her tears coming back.

"Sir!"

The voice of someone rippled his daydream.

"Eh. Mr. Dadang," said Samsul. Buru-buru Samsul wiped his eyes.

Mr. Dadang furrowed both his eyebrows. Seeing Samsul's unusual attitude.