Handsome Husband Wife Unapparent
Guests have no morals

"Mas Riko is there? Who are you? New maid, huh?"

In front of him stood a beautiful, tall and sexy woman. White skin is smooth and looks very well groomed. Wearing a knee-length light purple dress, sunglasses, and high heels that add an elegant impression. A bright red sedan was parked in front of his house.

"Hemm .. sorry, Ma'am. I'm Naila, Mas Riko's wife." Naila tried to be friendly to her guests who looked at her with a condescending look.

"It turns out Riko was married. The news that is going viral is not just gossip. And now I'm really proving the truth."

The woman said as she walked into the house. Naila looked at her behavior. Even as the hostess, she had not been at all welcome. However, the woman casually directly preceded him sitting on his living room sofa. Naila was standing near the door, waiting for how far the guest behaves there is no morality in front of him.

The still dizzy head and weak body, made Naila just silently pay attention. Slowly, Naila tapped at the phone that was still in his grasp. Trying to make a video call to her husband without a sound. Walk slowly towards the table in the corner of the room. Put his phone in the position that is expected to be right facing his special guests. Lucky Riko immediately accepted it. Before Riko said her greetings, she fell silent at the voice of a woman other than his wife.

The woman sitting haughtily was busy picking up a cell phone from her luxury bag. He doesn't even realize what Naila's doing. Taking off the sunglasses, making her pretty face look perfect in Naila's eyes.

"Do you know who I am? Don't be proud even if you're Riko's wife. In seconds, I can get Riko to divorce you. True they said, you are very inappropriate to accompany Riko. Good-looking husband, wife not handsome. Regretting that I stayed away from her, if she got a woman like you."

Naila just shook her head looking at the beautiful woman's behavior in front of her. There was no rain, no wind, suddenly many interfered in his household. It is as if marriage can be broken. Naila just looked on without any intention of arguing with the woman she herself did not know what her name was.

"You know, I used to be one of Riko's lovers. I was wrong to leave him for my career. But I promised her I'd come back if I was ready to get married. And now that I'm ready, I'll take Riko away from you. I'm sure all this will be easy. It won't take long to get rid of a woman like you."

One of Riko's lovers? How many ex-boyfriends is her husband? Naila admits that she has no idea about Riko's past and Naila has no intention of questioning it. Naila smiled, moving her feet towards the sofa. She did not want to be influenced by the words of the woman who claimed to be her husband's ex-lover. Naila was sitting quietly even though her body began to tremble due to fever and dizziness in her head.

"How do you want it now?" tanya Naila was trying to be polite.

"Mbak ... mbak .. village base. My name is Clara, don't wear it. Even though I know your age must be way below me, just call me my name."

Naila let out a long sigh hearing the words of the woman named Clara. Beautiful name, charming face, but no ethics. Recalling Riko's words at that time, I need someone good to give birth to my children. Not a woman who does not have an adab who can only dress up, shop and show off her face and body with sexy clothes and luxury bags'. Maybe her husband meant one of them was Clara.

"Yes, now I repeat, what do you want and how, Clara?" ask Naila who is still trying to be patient.

"I'll wait until Riko comes home" Clara said casually.

"Sleep if you want to sleep, I'll stay here until Riko gets home."

Naila began to feel tightness in her chest, holding back the emotions in the middle of her increasingly weak body.

"You're beautiful but there's no courtesy. This is my husband's house, and it's my duty to look after him if he's not home. No one else can enter without his permission even if it's his old lover."

Naila tried to speak firmly despite her body trembling. Not because of fear, but because the body wants to be rested.

"Hey .. I'm not someone else. I used to be free to go in and out of this house." Clara could not accept Naila's words, who continued to try to expel her.

"But that was when I wasn't married to him. Now it's different dong, I'm the mistress in this house. Even if you don't accept it, it's your business. Remember that! I am Madam ... N-Y-O-N-Y-A. And you have no right to force it here if I don't let you."

Naila is not a cowardly woman. Although she was from the village, Naila was not a weak woman. He would try to fight back if anyone would bully him, let alone he was completely innocent. Her parents educated her to be a brave girl even from outside Naila looked meek. Her innocent face made people judge her as a helpless village girl.

However, for now Naila feels threatened. Naila felt this was the last time she could speak loudly to the woman in front of her. His body was becoming more uncompromising. Even his head was getting dizzy and started to turn.

Clara unexpectedly, the woman who was considered a village and looked weak dared to fight him. Even though he was not afraid, but what Naila said was true. Now she's not Riko, her ex-lover. Clara stood closer to Naila who was still sitting looking at her. And Clara is sure that Naila is not feeling well right now, looking from her increasingly pale face. Smiling made Clara think cunningly. He didn't have to bother hurting Naila physically.

"I know you're sick, so you want to take a nap, don't you? I'm gonna knock you unconscious, and I'm gonna dump your body on the street. No one will ever know, and your husband will be mine."

Naila just kept quiet no longer fighting back. Even to make a sound, it felt like he was no longer strong. And the woman in front of him knew now that she was sick. Naila was just resigned to her body that suddenly grew weaker. 'O Allah, help your servant, protect me from this woman. I'm not strong anymore, God. My body was very weak and trembling and my head felt spinning. Help me, O God.' Naila kept praying in her heart hoping that someone would help her no matter who. The surrounding residential complex was very quiet during the day like this.

"Look at your increasingly pale face. I'll wait for you until you're dying. Hahaha .. It turns out I came here at a very good time."

Clara grabbed Naila by the shoulder and forced her to stand up. Naila who was already very weak, this time could not fight him anymore. Naila's head turned increasingly and Clara pushed her body violently.

Bruuk!

Naila. He also fainted from a stifled illness.