Dream Womb
The Pain

Andre PoV

The house is deserted without Keysha. From morning I had comforted myself by going out to find food, circling around the complex just to reduce boredom. It's a holiday, but Keysha's not home so it makes me die of style, not knowing what to do. I should be happy because I have more time to "me time."  I can go to the gym, work out, swim, or even fish with friends who share the same hobby. But without Keysha, I would not be eager to do it all.

I was surprised myself, Keysha who had been considered as a display statue at home and always annoying because it was so monotonous life, had made me nervous when he was not there as he is today. Actually, what's going on?

If you want to eat, I just order, even though Keysha provides a lot of food in the refrigerator before he leaves. He only went two days, but the food he made could be for one week.

The house has been cleaned so neatly that I don't need to clean anymore. When he gets home, he'll be happy because I didn't riot anything. There is no scattering of peanut shell waste, nor any trace of food waste. Without him at home, I was very careful to keep clean.

Sleeping alone. Maybe it's new, but hasn't it been all this time, even when he's been around the same? Just one night he left, but it feels like I'm really like a chicken losing a brood. Something is missing, a feeling of comfort and safety.

Somewhat doubt I'm thinking about this security because Keysha could have been messing around behind me. But soon I shook that thought. My only suspicion about Haris is reasonable, but it's only one night, rather, two days, one night that feels long and annoying to me.

I glanced at the watch, it was already 01:00 p.m. Keysha said the show finished around 03:00. That means in two hours he'll be checking out of the hotel. If there are no obstacles, maybe at five he has arrived home, stay a little longer. However, this chest was filled with anxiety that I did not understand.

The tring!

One message came to WhatsApp from an unknown number. I saw a picture of her profile of a woman who seemed familiar. I'm watching him again. My eyes fell on the man next to her. It's Diana and Haris. I immediately opened the message he sent. It turned out that he sent me some pictures that made my knees weak, my chest tight in anger.

Diana sends out several photos from different angles, but the object is the same, Keisha is eating one table with Haris. I close my eyes on the phone screen and I don't see it wrong, it's Keysha and Haris who are eating at one table.

My suspicions are now more reasonable. Keysha's been playing crazy behind my back, and yesterday he used the training opportunity to meet Haris. ******!

Bugh! I hit the dining table. Fortunately, the table was made of wood, if it was made of glass, maybe the glass had been blown apart, but I didn't care. Keysha turned out to be cheating on me. My chest rumbled, my teeth grinding. Many times I held back my wrath by clenching my hands tightly.  It's proof that Keysha really dares to play crazy behind the back.

[Mas Andre, please have permission to share these photos. Hopefully, you can educate my wife not to disturb my husband. Now they're eating, but who knows what happened last night? They probably sleep in one room, right?]

The message from Diana further fueled the anger in my chest. My breathing is irregular as the heartbeat is increasingly racing with this soul emotion.

"Damn! Keysha really asked to be beaten up" I said grimly.

I walked around like a madman. If it was true that he had dared to sleep with that man, I would not forgive him. Keysha, you really don't think about me. My pride is ripped with this. My innocent keysha, rarely left home, and as if she did not know the outside world, was now turning wild.

"What punishment do you deserve Keysha?"

I thought about what I should use to punish him. This time I really can't forgive him. The worst thing about this is that we got divorced. Yes, I will divorce him.

Oh, naw! It's too easy if I divorce her. Haris could have made her his wife, and they lived happily. That can't happen! Keysha is only mine, no one can have it.

Another corner of my heart was pinched. If he's that low in my eyes, why should I feel lost and hurt when he's with other men? But it's my Keysha, my woman! Bothering my woman is like pushing my pride, and I won't let anyone do it. Haris, you picked the wrong enemy.

All this time I tried to stay loyal to her, even though it felt sickening. I swallowed all the disappointment because she couldn't get pregnant. I remained faithful, but it turned out Keysha did not deserve my loyalty. More than that, it turned out that she was just a cheap woman, and this greatly hit my pride as a man.

"Look, I won't let you live a quiet life, let alone have fun with other men. You're all mine, and even to death I won't let you go."

I called Diana, but the woman didn't pick her up. If she got these photos, it meant Diana was at the location where they were staying. So actually, there's nothing I need to worry about anymore.

I finally got that message back.

[So you're at the hotel now? How did they react? I can't wait to see you. Please, you set the time.]

Not only did I have to act, but Diana also had to give the punishment to her husband, so I made an appointment with him to tell my suspicions all along. Yes, Diana must know that Haris is the one who annoys Keysha, while my woman is too stupid to refuse.

Damnit damnit! The three-hour wait is a lifetime. I've decided to pretend I don't know about the pictures. I want to see how Keysha acts as a prostitute in front of me.

Five o'clock less, Keysha's home. I greeted him at the door.

"Mas, I'm home" he said slowly.

I just kept quiet while looking at him. If I see her now, I feel like I want to slap a hard slap on her cheek that might have been stained by Haris' kiss. Then those lips, did Haris kiss her lips as well? I can go crazy just by imagining it.

"Mas, why look at me like that?"

"Come in!" cold spoken.

I desperately tried to dampen the anger in this chest. I want to teach him a lesson now. Yes, I'd better give you a punishment!

I pulled her hand hard as Keysha had placed her suitcase in the corner of the room. " Are you tired?" my many.

"Yes, Mas, I'm a little tired," he replied, bowing his head.****** this does not dare to look at me.

"Go take a shower!" I let go of his hand.

Keysha probed with his gaze, I just kept quiet. Slowly the woman headed to the bathroom, and this was a good time to teach her a lesson.