Dream Womb
Gossip

(Sweden Andre)

Keysha received a call while we were having dinner. His attitude was quite strange as he immediately rushed to receive a call from Ayu. More surprisingly, why should he take the call on the porch, not at the dinner table? I can still listen to his talk.

It didn't do that often, so it didn't really catch my attention either. Keisya is not going anywhere, so what should I worry about?

His life had been only at home and the furthest place he could reach was the hospital. All this time he had no power whatsoever to resist my power. The wife is weak and can not have children, how can against the husband who has provided for her by working from the morning home at night? Keyshaku will be fine at home.

I just got home this afternoon. Keysha as usual, greeted me with her sweet smile. People say, my wife has a charming smile, when I think she is mediocre. There are still many friends in the office who have a prettier face and they are also good at dressing up, to make anyone who sees it become interested.

Dressed in a knee-length midi negligee, Keysha picked up a briefcase and placed it on the table.

“Today I cooked Mas Andre's favorite grilled gourami. There is also a soy sauce. Want to eat now?” asked Keysha, when she saw me coming out of the bathroom and threw a towel carelessly over the bedsheet.

Without saying anything, Keysha picked up the wet towel I threw, and immediately dried it in front of the bathroom.

In the past, Keysha repeatedly reminded me to dry the towel I used in front of the bathroom. There are special clothes towels available there. But if I have to do it myself, what does she do as a wife?

Without answering, I immediately stepped onto the dining table, which gave off a very appetizing aroma of grilled fish. Keisya is good at cooking, I have to admit that. Our monthly spending budget never swells because Keisya is very good at managing, even from the monthly money is not how much I give him.

I'm not good at counting either, but she can still go to the gynecologist for a routine check-up. In my opinion, it's just a waste of money.

“You still come to the hospital and see that stupid doctor?” ketus.

Usually Keysha would timidly look at me while bowing his head.

This time he just nodded without turning his head towards me, without even saying anything.

“How many more times do I have to say, no need to come to that doctor again, just a waste of money. Have you dared to argue yes?!”

I always say that to tell Keysha, that today it is not easy to make money. We must be good at frugality, especially if only to be given to an obstetrician who since the first time he came until now, never showed meaningful results.

“Iya, Mas. Sorry.”

That's all that came out of Keysha's mouth. Usually he would answer, but this time it seemed like he was lazy to respond to my words, no matter what happened to him.

After we had dinner as usual, Keisya also immediately cleaned the dining table, washed the dishes, and continued cleaning the kitchen.

Several times I found Keysha sitting on the living room couch holding her phone. My wife smiles every now and then and then types something on her phone. I think he was chatting with his friends because lately Keisya is quite active in communicating with his High School friends. In fact, a few weeks ago he also had a small reunion.

Out of curiosity I approached Keysha.

“Who are you chatting with?” my many.

Keisya was shocked to see my arrival.

“So teacher tutoring? Just be right! If you have to give tutoring out, then what about this house? Who will take care?” my many.

I recently told Keisya that he has to work. At least he should know how difficult it is to find a job outside, so that woman will not want to waste my hard-earned money from my work.

However, if now he says he will become a tutor, it means he will be outside the house more often. Why is it as if I'm not willing if he's outside the house?

“Take it easy, Mas. I'll clean up the house. Anyway, if I was later accepted as a tutoring teacher, there would be no abandoned homework. I'll keep cleaning and cooking as usual. I will also remain at home when Mas Andre comes home.”

I haven't had a chance to argue, Keysha has entered the room and closed the door.

There-is alone, how could he possibly get a job as a tutoring teacher in the near future? Who would accept him as a tutor? I just laughed at Keysha while chugging the cold beer can I took from the fridge.

This morning, I went to the office as usual. It was still early in the morning, but there were already many employees who had gathered, huddled like they had new gossip material.

“Halo, good morning all.”

I greeted them one by one with a fake smile. It must be so, we must show that we are the happiest people in the world, in front of office friends who are already famous for their fake world.

“Morning, Andre. It was so bright his face. Yes, Rendy. Like Andre, dong, a kind and loving husband until now. Although his wife has not given children, Andre never messed around, tuh,” said Rista one of the culprits of gossip in this office.

“Iya, yes. Until now Andre has no mother. Poor too, yes, same him.”

I who do not want to be pitied by them, answered aloud. “You all don't, I don't want to have children because I still want to date Keysha,” I replied.

“Yes, but you also have to be careful. You know not the story of Ratih, the marketing boy who cheated the same office boy next door? It was also because her husband could not give her a child, therefore Ratih was looking for an escape outside. I don't want to heat up, just worry. Afraid you will end it so, Ndre,” said Rendy.

That guy is a bitch, always taking care of other people's business. Even though he himself has not been well.

“Beda Ratih different also Yosi. If he had proven barren, he could not have children. Already moved to the obstetrician as well, the diagnosis remains the same, she can not have children and now also want divorce from her husband,” said Siska.

Actually I was lazy with the early-morning chatter that only talked about other people. After all, where could Keysha be cheating? That woman is too weak. Even to determine his own attitude, he could not. Who wants Keysha? A woman who can't have children and still depends on me.

I immediately avoided the conversation and walked towards my desk.

“Just, Ren, you should from now on be more sensitive. If your wife has started to be engrossed in her own world continues to not care about you, little she holds HP, sometimes she smiles herself, it means your wife has started to have signs of cheating. Well, think about it, all this time your wife's attitude is so not?” Rista's voice sounded again. The woman is indeed the most good if it becomes a stove for her friends, guaranteed the fire is immediately hot to the heart.

“Do not compose Rista! Attacked my wife since. There's no way Keysha's cheating, she's dead love with me. If you come to my house, you will see. She's so bucin, if I haven't come home yet she's waiting until midnight.”

“Surely he hasn't slept until midnight because it's waiting for you? Don't-don't-don't he's busy chatting with another man.”

Although it unintentionally insinuated me, but Rista's remark really made my chest rumble.