Imperfect Wife
CHAPTER 7 THE SHEEP

Ahead of the dinner, I was ready to appear in a fancy dress in red. With a low cleavage to display the sexiness of my upper body as well as, the long satin silk dress closes until the eyes are split above the knees really display the impression of elegance on my body that is ideal sexy.

I took a step in front of the mirror while wearing 12 cm silver heels. The bun hairstyle with several unraveled parts adds to the perfection of my make up.

I was ready and just waited for Mas Prasetyo who was in the bathroom. While waiting for me to re-correct my appearance, tonight I have to look perfect so as not to disappoint Mas Prasetyo in front of his business partners.

My mind floated when I remembered our scene on the bed this afternoon, a second later I chuckled crisply because my two children kept pressing the doorbell while me and Mas Prasetyo were on the way to the hot.

It felt like I was pounding to do such an intimate thing with the man I loved the most from the past.

New and unfinished desire makes Mas Prasetyo must finish his solo game in the bathroom. While I was accompanying my son Arsya who wanted to buy ice cream.

"After this adek same brother pinter ya in the room, play first with the aunt while mother works. Don't fuss, son." I said as I drove the two back to the room escorted by a bodyguard sent to guard.

"But don't forget tomorrow we walk ya buk." said Asrya with a sweet face.

I assented and kissed their heads one by one. After feeling enough I went back to the room and found Mas Prasetyo who immediately fled to the bathroom earlier .

"Mas ! Is it inside ? I'm in, right ?!" I opened the bathroom door and just walked in.

"You've been the Goddess for a long time, the child has returned to the room ?" tanya Mas prasetyo who was agitated sat near the sink with a half-naked condition.

I said that the child I have overcome, while walking closer to my monkey love man I deliberately let go of the cloth attached to my body.

"It's less than two hours, right ? What are you waiting for, let's take a shower. "I pulled Prasetyo's hand under the shower.

We bathed together, yes I also deliberately teased a masculine man with his innocent body in front of me. Then as always, I will help Mas Prasetyo get a release quickly.

Sshh ahh Dewi~ hot concoction Mas Prasetyo when I satisfy her.

I woke up from my daydream when suddenly a hand slapped my shoulder slowly, I gasped and turned to look it was Mas Prasetyo who had appeared neatly in a navy suit.

"Dreaming what is heum ?" tanya Mas Pras .

"No, I'm here to help you make your appearance." ask me politely.

I helped mas Prasetyo make a performance before we were both equally ready to step out of the room to the location of the event.

I groggy when following Mas Prasetyo step into a hotel ballroom designed super luxury .

The guests had come a lot, a waiter drove us both to the table provided. Mas Prasetyo and I sat for a while, but when from a distance, several pairs of businessmen approached me and Mas Pras greeted and chatted with them

If I don't remember wrongly these businessmen were the ones who came to the club with Prasetyo. Apparently they all have a family but why still like snacks at the club ?

Is this what the money among the elite is ? Guess their wives know her husband's behavior, don't you ? Or do not do their wives' behavior is the same ?

Meanwhile, somewhere else,

Sari was enjoying a soaking session when the sugar daddy went out to meet the client. Sari is playing her phone while soaking. A well-known account in the social media application with a camera logo appears to be doing a live broadcast.

Sari followed the live broadcast because it was one of the prestigious events among elite businessmen. When the live broadcast took place accidentally Sari saw Kumala Dewi was with one of the richest businessmen in the country.

"Loh, this is it ?" Sari asked herself.

Sari's face is not too happy because her best friend can be with a man who is much richer than his daddy.

"This can't happen. Kumala Dewi couldn't be more fortunate than me !" Sari who did not like to think of a plan.

Sari deliberately took some screenshots featuring Kumala Dewi being with Adam prasetyo. Then after getting some clear pictures, Sari sent to the number of someone who was none other than ,

"Let's see, what would your husband react to if he knew you were a hahaa mistress !!" a sly grin adorns Sari's face.

Sari was silent deliberately kept the mobile number of Heri Santoso, the husband of her best friend. At first Sari only intended to help Kumala Dewi hack the phone of the husband who at that time had no news.

Sari said that time if Heri Santoso chat with other women and several times dating together. Kumala Dewi who is clumsy of course believe in the talk of Sari. While Sari himself deliberately did this so that his sabahat would work with him as a mistress or mistress.

What a two-faced friend this Sari. He who plunges him is also unhappy.

Not bad every month Sari can get rations from Kumala Dewi, apart from the money he spent as treatment capital.

But when he finds out if the sugar man is his best friend is much richer than his daddy then, Sari must seize the man no matter how.

One of them is by pitting sheep between Kumala Dewi and her husband.

Tringg~ sound notification minutes after photo and video recording sent.

A sly smile flips as Sarj shifts the green button on the screen and says "Hello, "

At the end of the connection there was the voice of Heri Santoso who wanted to confirm the news sent to him.

Of course with a little poisonous spice the husband of his best friend was bound to be provoked and angry.

Heri wanted to confirm this because there was no way his wife in the village could perform the semetropolitan let alone with other men who seemed much more climical than him.

"Braven you are Kumala Dewi, you useless wife. Not that ngurus kids even sell themselves sam male bras nose !!" Heri does not accept his wife's behavior.

In Heri's heart, of course, emotions and it was very exciting to go back to Java and approach his wife's child.

Heri can only vent his own frustration because the bond of employment contract with the oil palm plantation owner is still not over.

Heri continues to imagine the beautiful face of Kumala Dewi and her appearance is hundreds of times more perfect than when living with her.

"At any time I wouldn't be willing to have another guy playing with your body !!" Heri is getting emotional and chaotic, she can not focus on working because the face of the wife's ayu continues to dance in her mind.