Infidelity
28. Increasingly Friendly

Excel was busy taking care of her twins when she was six months old. Together with his son Al, the twins took a walk to visit the Mall with the beautiful Marsha.

Excel holds baby Fatih and Marsha holds baby FAIHA.

Both are busy choosing the needs of the twins because their rapid growth makes their clothes start narrow.

While his son Al visited the bookstore because Al also likes to read textbooks from different publishers.

They promised to meet at a restaurant that serves steak meat that has become a subscription for the family.

Inside the counter, Excel and Marsha are separated as the two take turns looking for their individual needs. The twins began sleeping in their arms.

Marsha, who asked for permission to visit a branded bag counter, accidentally runs into Farah, Cal's ex-wife.

"We finally met. I heard you're married to a tycoon businessman.

I guess you're just good at snatching people's husbands, it turns out you're also good at seducing great widows like Mr. Excel." Farah's sarcasm makes Marsha look calm and unmoved by Farah's words that continue to demean her.

Marsha continued her steps trying to avoid debate because she was in a public place.

"It's satisfied now to destroy my family now that you can produce a child from that widower. Did mister Excel marry because you were already hamili by him?" Farah continued as if not satisfied with humbling Marsha.

Marsha kept going even though Farah kept following her from behind. Not long after he shouted as loud as possible to lure others in order to humiliate Marsha even further.

Just wanted to mangap, two guards dragged his body and secured to the security post in the Mall.

"Sorry madam! You we hold because it disrupts public order. The police have come to pick you up.

You will be charged with a layered chapter of unpleasant deeds." The security guard's words made Farah blanch.

"No. I didn't make the mistake you accused. It's just a private affair between me and that mistress." Farah said.

"You'll keep us processing Mr. Excel's report for publicly humiliating his wife." Continue the security guard again.

"No ..! Please don't do that to me. I did that because his wife was once an actor until my fate ended up being a widow." Farah defended herself.

"That's your personal business. We're just running errands." Said the security guard silencing Farah's mouth who kept begging to be released.

While Marsha wiped her tears with such a broken feeling. He was so embarrassed because it had become a spectacle of people.

Again, Mr. Excel as usual plays smooth to avenge his wife's heartache that has been done by Farah.

Furthermore, Hugo's task is to secure the mobile phones of visitors who try to record Farah's action.

"Darling....!" Call Excel pretending not to know what happened to his wife.

He wants Marsha to be honest with him without him having to figure it out by interrogating his wife.

Marsha wiped her tears again and turned her body to see her husband coming. He then smiled sweetly with a chest that was still beating fast because it held in anger.

If possible he wanted to grab Farah's hair and break the neck of the big-mouthed woman.

But he is self-conscious because he has tempted the husband of others to satisfy his pent-up.

"Have you got the stuff you like?" Ask Excel.

"Nothing suits me. If there is anything new. Most of the models are already on the market and I don't like them the same as everyone else." Marsha's lying.

"We'd better go straight home, Cell. I'm a little tired and can stand for a long time."

Marsha said because her snoring was still trembling.

Excel contacted Al to go home immediately and the young man never protested.

Upon arrival at the mansion, Marsha lays her baby in the crib of her twin baby bed as well as Excel.

Marsha went into the bathroom to soak her body while recalling Farah's face that could insult her.

Marsha was crying in the bathroom. He felt very sorry for his mass actions. As hard as he tried to forget, those past wounds continued to torment him.

How does he not feel tormented, if Cal just take advantage of his unstable feelings and also his biological needs and finally he entered into the trap of the man just enjoying his body.

Nothing two get out of that relationship other than humiliation. The pseudo-love Cal offers is just a wound built up in a marriage notch that has been tarnished with betrayal.

Excel knocked on the bathroom door because it was an hour Marsha was still in the bathroom.

"Marsha ... Marsha..honeyang...!" Call Excel trying to turn the door knob.

Apparently Marsha fell asleep in a bathtub with full water almost drowned her body.

"Marsha.....!" Strangle Excel while removing the bathtub cover to remove water that is too full.

Marsha opened her eyes and saw Excel trying to pull her body.

"What are you doing Baby...? You almost drowned in this tub...!" Snap Excel.

Marsha came out of the bathroom wearing her bathrobe. Her face still looks moody and swollen to make her husband immediately embrace her and bring Marsha to bed.

"Darling ..! What the hell happened to you?" Ask Excel.

"Excel.....! Why would you marry a dirty woman like me...? I was so humiliated when I was the wife of my late first husband.

I was an actor who destroyed another woman's household because of me. I'm an cheat-man. I'm cheap.I'm nothing more than a whore."

Marsha's words are trying to make Excel feel very claustrophobic.

"You don't think I know any of that? I know all about you, but with all I know about you, I'm just gonna back off and let go of the woman of my dreams?" Excel looks sad..

"I'm dirty Excel. I can't be a good wife." Marsha.

"I don't mind all that Marsha. You have a reason to do that and that's normal.

Every human being has made a mistake even beyond the limit but, do I deserve to punish for your stupidity?" Ask Excel.

"But your reputation will be ruined if everyone finds out that I'm your wife Cell."

"I will restore your good name. No one should insult the wife of an Excel Alexander." Excel is full of emphasis on the sentence.

"I'm sorry Excel. I'm so sad at the moment." Marsha said, but Excel did not respond.

He opened his wife's bathrobe and began to clench Marsha's soft lips while exploring her hands in a narrow gap that offered a million favors down there.

This is the best form of entertainment from Excel to stop his wife's complaints.