Dream Womb
Andre Suspicious

(Sweden Andre)

I started to get busy with work. I have a lot of files to check before it's handed over to the boss. Accounting jobs require thoroughness. I don't want to work twice because the boss is angry because there is still a count that misses, or important data that is missed. However, the chatter of some friends while working is quite disturbing my concentration.

I thought the chatter about this affair had passed, but Rista was still talking about it. Set three money, Rendy also although fun in front of the laptop, but occasionally keep chiming in Rista chat.

“You know not? Finally, Ratih sued for divorce from her husband, dong.” Rista started a poisonous chat. For me news like this is rubbish news, but since my room is indeed one with them, inevitably I have to listen to this insignificant chatter.

“Should it be her husband who sued for divorce, Ratih who cheated why even she who sued for divorce? How, anyway? The world's been flipping through times, huh?” replied Rendy indifferently.

His hands were busy typing on the keyboard, his mouth was busy responding to Rista's talk, he was really multitasking once.

Rendy's job is pretty neat, so our boss is also very dependent on her. However, the man talked more often while working. It seems that it is not important chats like this become nutritional intake for his brain.

“If according to the gossip I heard, anyway, now her husband Ratih was getting sick. Not too old yet. Yeah, same Ratih' right, eight years adrift. Well, ever since she divorced with Ratih, there's been nothing to take care of anymore . Her ex-husband is reportedly a burden on the family life and strayed. Anyway pity so.”

This time Siska responded. The woman was brewing coffee near the dispenser, but her ears could still listen to the gossipy material stocked by Rista and Rendy.

“That is, men do not need to be arbitrarily equal to women, turn left alone instantly paralyzed instantly. Already paralyzed body paralyzed mind, who loses try? Yes yourself. As long as the couple is still loyal to us, it should be appreciated. Listen, Rendy, here I am talking specifically for you, let's not be arbitrary with the wife.”

“Lah! What, so I'm being attacked again? 'And I told you, my wife wouldn't. He's a bad bucin anyway. His life is only Rendy one, nothing else,” said Rendy proudly.

“Cih! You're very confident, Ren. Then why this morning you tell your wife cry to go home to her parents and you say khilaf already angry her. If your wife was that darn, she would have received all your treatment" Rista said.

“Eh, but make no mistake. The woman who initially received all the male treatment and was silent could not fight back, it was just a kind of time bomb. One day he will act. Maybe he won't say much, but like a volcano, suddenly .... Duars!!! Emitting lava that can spend everything at once,” added Siska.

Hearing Siska's words, why did my hair goosebumps like this?

Ah, Keysha can't be like that. My wife can't possibly cheat, nor will she be able to get a divorce because without me, she wouldn't have any power.

“Sometimes I, tuh, like to come home if the wife is sulking, you know? So not spirit. Did I tell him not to work, huh?” ask Rendy to ask her friends' opinions.

Rendy's marriage age is almost the same as mine and Keisya's. The difference is, Rendy already has one child while we have not.

His wife works too, not a housing woman like my wife. Actually I've long heard them bickering because they're both selfish and suspicious of each other. Sometimes Rendy suspects his wife is cheating, sometimes his wife doubts Rendy's loyalty. They were like two little children learning to go home, so ridiculous.

I am the only one who rarely tells stories because of what? There is nothing interesting about my life. My household with Keisya is fine.

They just knew that our married life was going the way it should be. About the absence of momongan, I always say that we have decided not to have children. Isn't that a reasonable reason?

“You want all day gossiping like this continue or want to work? Later if suddenly the boss comes and your work has not been done, keep asking for help with me. Denger, yes, I will not help you if the work only gossip from morning,” my hardik.

They instantly fell silent for a moment.

Despite trying not to remember it, in fact the chatter of Siska, Rista, and Rendy was still affecting my mind until I arrived home.

Seeing me coming, Keysha's attitude relaxed. Though usually he would welcome me warmly, but why is he so cute today?

Keysha is more interested in arranging his food at the dining table. Yes, even though I asked him to prepare dinner, so that I became intrigued to eat at home. However, seeing it more fun with food I feel eliminated.

“Udah ready, Mas. Sorry, yeah, I'm just cooking simple. But good, kok.”

I turned to the dining table and found a sultry chicken that from its appearance was quite tempting to taste. There is also complete lalapan, still added cassava leaf vegetables. Everything looks good. I can't wait to get the rice.

While eating Keisya busy with his phone, but usually only I was busy with the phone while eating. If I'm reasonable because of the office's many affairs.

Actually it's not an office business either because I scroll more often social media, seeing videos is not important to distract, so as not to be disturbed by Keisya. For me he was disturbing the view because when he saw him it just pissed me off.

But now, while she's busy with her phone, she still makes me resentful of being more concerned with cell phones than her husband. Only I can play with my phone while eating.

I almost choked when I saw Keysha smiling at her phone. Isn't this what Riska said? One of the signs of a woman cheating: she is more engrossed with her phone and then occasionally smiles. This is true, Keysha smiled though faintly and tried to hide that smile from me.

I kicked the table quite hard, making Keisya flinch in shock.

“Can't if eat don't play mobile?” I snapped, making Keysha's face instantly paled as usual.

I'm glad he's still listening to me. It must be how to make Keysha afraid and obedient. He could only shut up with a loud voice. We continued to eat dinner, this time no more cell phones in hand, there was only silence and the blank stare of Keysha's eyes.