It turns out my husband was a Gigolo
S2-38-C. A failed show

My husband stepped on the brakes abruptly, making my body flinch almost crashing into the front dashbord of the car. Luckily Mas Aren had held back my body that had not had time to put a seat belt.

"Why are you talking about status?" He pulled the seat belt on my left side.

I pushed her hand to put it on myself. "I'm bored! When can it change? You're not a kid anymore!" Finally, I threw my face to the left side of the window.

I could only hear his long breath. The vehicle returned to move again, but the quiet atmosphere between the two of us, made the trip feel very long.

Arriving home, I forcefully opened the seat belt and opened the car door and closed it back violently. The legs were quickly raised and did not have time to greet Kak Vina who had greeted me with a smile.

I immediately climbed the stairs, without waiting for Mas Aren who might still be busy with his equipment during the trip.

Upstairs, it turns out that Father and Mak put on anxious faces. "Where did you disappear in the morning? You don't have a phone with you." asked Mak.

I lyric Father who is silent, but I know how he feels no less anxious like Mak. The footsteps that I had once memorized began to be heard climbing the stairs.

I also did not have time to answer Mak's question, moving into the room. I'm sure, the Mother and Father who did not know about my pregnancy became confused because of my behavior.

"Assalamualaik." My husband's voice came into the house and probably kissed my parents' hands.

"Greetings, have you come home?" ask Mak who sounds a little happy. I immediately headed into the bathroom and locked myself in there.

From outside the bathroom I heard the sound of some things that he placed carelessly. His footsteps could not be heard, maybe he had taken off his shoes when he entered earlier.

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There was a knock behind the bathroom door. "Darling? You're still inside?"

Whahuh? He asked, 'Am I still a long time?'

For a long time I became even more upset. Finally I curled up behind the door without giving a single answer.

"All right, I'm sleepy." A while later I heard nothing more. The atmosphere outside the bathroom was quiet.

While I, who was looking forward to her persuasion attack, was forced to swallow a bitter pill against the mosquitoes that were lodged in the bathroom. I don't know how long I've been in this bathroom, I finally got tired of picking myself up and opening the door.

Outside this bathroom, right on a king-size bed, a man was lying on top of it. It's so good that he can sleep after pissing me off to the top?

I shut the air conditioner down immediately, I covered her body, let her know that the embers in my heart are hotter than the air temperature in this city.

After that, I opted out of the room. Oh yeah, I just realized! I haven't seen Elena since I arrived.

"Elena where's Mak going?" I sat next to Mak who was watching TV.

"Oh, he went to the back house." Mak looked at me and shook his head.

"I don't think why you just came and rushed into the room. You seem to be kebellet again? Though Mak sepet worry you and Aren why."

Now I understand why Mas Aren is acting like that. He didn't want to make my parents worry. But I was really upset with him. My anger is considered a figment.

"Where is your husband? Have you eaten yet?"

Mak's new question made me realize that we both haven't eaten anything since. "Mas Aren is like a soybean trip home driving alone Mak. So, she fell asleep while I was in the bathroom earlier. We both haven't eaten anything."

"What do you want to eat?" ask Mak from the kitchen.

"No need, Mom. I'll be with Mas Aren eating it."

"Yes, let Mak masakin first. What does your husband like?"

I also moved towards the kitchen, looking at what Mak was doing from inside. Mak has been dismantling the contents of the refrigerator removing frozen meat and some types of vegetables.

"Wouldn't you cook some beef soup?"

Mak glanced at me. "It's true."

"Well, it's not just him who's gonna like it. Elena would love that too." I started helping Mak weed some of the vegetables that were there.

"Yaaa, good then. One oar, two three islands exceeded."

However, when I cleaned the onions, it made my stomach churn violently. I shifted towards the empty sink and spewed out the empty stomach contents.

Mak helped rub my back. "This is because you're late to eat. So early in the morning, at least you fill your stomach first. It's disappearing early in the morning don't say."

Mak repeated the exact same speech. This was usually because Mak was very worried.

"Yes, Mom. Excuse me. Last night, I had a nightmare. I dreamed Mas Aren died, so I woke up and immediately panicked.

"So you dreamt your husband died?" reiterate Mak make sure to return.

"Yes." Yeah."

"Well, you should pay more attention to your husband. Fear of the dream as a premonition of one particular thing that it hides." Mak's face looked so serious when he said that.

"I mean Mak?"

Mak shook his head. "May it be just a sleeping flower. Hmmm, you better start today you should pay more attention to Aren."

I want to say my heart's frustration about him to Mak. But it seems like it was not a wise choice. Mak must have defended his son-in-law. I was told to pay more attention.

Mak looked at my face carefully. "You better take a break. Let everything Mak do. You must be sleep-deprived, so it looks so pale."

"Actually, I'm pregnant, Mommy."

The look on Mak's face, instantly turned round his eyes and mouth. He closed his mouth and laughed. "Oooh yeah, why don't you think you're pregnant?" Mak laughed fondly stroked my stomach.

"Well, you don't have many children. My mom and dad will help you guys look after them."

"Hmmm, am I just wearing a babysitter?" my spoken.

"Don't! Lately, many caregivers are excited. Would you like Aren, Mak's handsome son-in-law to be trusted by your nanny?"

My head's reflexes are shaking. "That's enough, Mom. Don't come to this second marriage, my husband was taken by the actor again."

Mak frowned grasping my arm. "So that brat betrayed you?"

Mak rolled up his sleeves. I never told her the reason for our divorce, accidentally it came to light, and made what I feared come true.

"Be aware of him later if you meet him downstairs! Mak has refrained from his mother's behavior in the hamlet. However, when she finds out she betrayed you, Mak feels unwilling."