It turns out my husband was a Gigolo

It turns out my husband was a Gigolo
S2-15. (pov Alan) Pebinor failed


Well, the money that I have saved some time is not left alone because I bought a cellphone.


Just become a girlfriend, Lingga asked me for this. Ah, it turns out that Nesya is the best woman I have, but I was wasted. Had I realized sooner, maybe Nesya would not have escaped me.


However, what can be said, rice is already porridge. He looks happy with that man now. Aaah, this is so sickening. I don't want you to be happy with him. You should be happy with me.


I looked at the photo in my wallet. There's a picture of me and Nesya still dating. When Nesya was chasing me.


Yes, this stupid me, because I was too young, couldn't be the best husband for the best woman I've ever had. Can only cheat, exploit, and hurt him.


"Daddy, can I still have you back? No one understands me better than you."


I hope, Nesya hears what I pray for every time. I never stopped wishing you would come back to me. Remembering the times when we were together. Do you still remember it?


The phone on the nightstand vibrates indicating a call from someone. Ah, Lingga again. Why did he call early in the morning? He shouldn't have been in college. Or maybe, he wants pocket money for me?


"Haloo, Iyaaang." said across. Looks like he's on campus.


"Hmmm, her college is diligent. Be careful also the phone, do not fall, do not get into the water, do not get lost. It's expensive."


The look on the face of the phallus that had been bright, changed immediately. Why change? Is he angry? Hmm, whatever. I'm no longer interested in him.


"Yes" she answered briefly.


Then his attention was diverted. Looks like someone just came. A face suddenly appeared on my phone screen for an instant. That face, Nesya's face? Aaah, I miss you.


But why just for a moment? "Shoot Nesya's face again dong?" my door.


The look on Lingga's face turned sullen and closed my call. Huh, this is a child why the hell? I'll ask him through the phone I bought him. Is that the time he doesn't want to?


I finally decided to visit my servant's Laundry. I want to see Elena. His replacement was exactly mimicking his mother's face. At least, when I saw my daughter, I could imagine seeing her mother in childhood.


However, the hope of meeting Elena was dashed. Elena is being cared for by her grandfather and grandmother from the hamlet. How'this? Mr. Nesya has warned me not to see Nesya too often because Nesya belongs to someone else.


To avoid slander, I was forbidden to visit if her husband was not around.


Aah, I just want to see my son. It might not matter if I just meet my son. However, I stopped my footsteps again.


Suddenly my heart became shrivelled unprepared to speak directly with Nesya's parents, my former in-laws. Looks like I'll just wait for his parents to come back. Maybe two or three more days they've returned to the hamlet.


Aaah, I have an idea. How do I ask Lingga to take Nesya for a walk? Later when they walk, I'll stop by.


Then I expressed my wish to Lingga. With the lure of treating them, the Linga finally fulfilled my request.


I finally went to the location we agreed to. Although Lingga had said that Nesya was difficult to get permission out of her husband, Nesya finally got permission as well.


I took out the remaining money I had to prepare for all this. After all, I will soon receive a salary from Vina as her babysitter.


Actually Vina has often asked for a reference to me, but for the past that we have both passed, I feel I can no longer live life to be a husband-status lackey for her. It really dropped my pride that I had built up to sky-high.


By using the best clothes I have, capitalizing on changing the hairstyle that makes my charm even more out, the luxurious perfume Vina gave when she was her husband first, I was ready to make Nesya turn back to me.


When I got to the location, I took my clothes back and made sure the fragrance really made the hearts of all the women flower, with full confidence I stepped in looking for that face, the face of my ex-wife.


After wandering around, I finally saw Lingga and Nesya both talking about something that sounded very exciting. I also walked to their table.


"Haaai, long wait huh?"


"Hi, Honey. No, we were cool to talk without knowing the time." said Lingga reply to my greeting.


But my eyes did not move to see that face. She really looks pretty. It was very different from the last time I saw him. Suddenly, I felt a pain in my arm.


The phallus pinched me putting on a pouting face. I stroked Lingga's hair so she could be tame again.


Nesya did not pay attention to me at all. He waved at someone who had just arrived.


Cueup


The newly arrived man kissed Nesya's lips.


"Have you waited a long time, dear?"


The man immediately sat beside Nesya, embracing my ex-wife as if making an announcement she was forbidden to approach. Being guarded by a fierce handler. Eleven-twelve with her sister, who she said attended college in the capital.


"Why did my wife meet you?" ask the fucking guy.