Love for Adita
Love For Adita 35

After being satisfied enough to vent my frustration by crying, I slowly walked out of the room. I want to peek at the Goddess's activities.

I'm looking for the Goddess like a thief. Even the road until it does not make a sound. There's nothing in the kitchen, so where is he? What's in the back?

I decided to look at the Goddess to the back of the clothesline.

" Athaghfirullah.ay Allah..." I can't believe the view in front of me. Really this?

Goddess is gone, I'll call the cctv installer immediately

It wasn't long to wait for him, because we had discussions before.

I told the places that Dewi often used to take care of Tristan's clothes. In the laundry and drying, in the ironing place. Yes, I believe that place is a place to vent all the deviations of the Goddess.

It didn't take long, finally a hidden cctv was installed in my house.

I can't wait for the Goddess to arrive.

To the extent that I went back and forth standing on the porch of the house to make sure the Goddess came home.

And finally.from a distance the Goddess came home with various kinds of goods ordered by me. " It's good." My mind is self-serving.

I saw the Goddess kissing the blemish*a in Tristan's, my husband's. There was a disgust that made me nauseous and want to vomit.

The goddess was so sedentary, as if the blemish*a in Tristan's property had its contents.

After all, from the beginning to see the Goddess, somehow excessive dislike appears.

I prefer to stay away, away from the Goddess's vision. Not yet when I tell Tristan or mama if I don't have accurate evidence yet, it could be that my relationship is deteriorating with Tristan and Mama.

I'm also sure, the Goddess is not a fool. Don't let me even lift my feet from this house.

" Stupid..." I regretted my stupidity for forgetting to bring a cell phone. I should have been able to directly video the deed of the profane Goddess. So he doesn't have to be here long.

What am I supposed to do? My brain thinks hard. I don't want the Goddess here too long. Just look at his face I've already ilfil. " Amit-amit..." I rubbed my stomach many times. Afraid of being too hateful to the Goddess, could - could look alike. Even worse, the nature. Oh. I don't want that to happen to me.

Yep. I have to install CCTV in this house. Tomorrow is the right place. I'll get Dewi to go shopping for vegetables.

As fast as lightning I took the phone. Then start looking for reliable CCTV installation info. My guests will install CCTV in secret. I also have to keep this a secret from Tristan or anyone else in order for my mission to catch the Goddess's strange behavior to be revealed.

Cctv already got, tomorrow you just tell me that Dewi has gone shopping.

" Look at the Goddess..." Umpatku annoyed.

To discard the sfor, I chose to open an all-know application, who else if not the mbah susel. I typed a sentence.

Well. immediately appeared, it turns out that the Goddess suffered from a disease of Fetishism. Where a person has an abnormality *** and will feel satisfied with other objects. But..to know isn't that a lot of men? The Goddess? Perhaps the Goddess is one of the thousand women who exist on the face of this earth.

***

Feeling hungry, I decided to order instant food instead. I feel disgusted if I have to eat the cuisine of the Goddess.

The order has come, I'm taking it to the room. Things I never did before the Goddess was here.

" Mom wants to eat? Goddess ready?" Bargain to me

"Necessary. I can do it myself." Ketus.

The goddess tapped my shoulders so tight that I spontaneously almost clawed the face of this bitch.

" Don't be a woman, mbak." He said with a sly smile.

" If I wanted to, I could've kicked you out of this house today." Jerky Goddess.

" Oops. Are you sure of what you say?" I don't believe it.

" Look at it. Ma'am Dita has flown the war flag in this house." He smiled cunningly.

" I'm waiting!" I waltzed away leaving the bitch.

My appetite is almost gone. I enjoy rendang rice with a decoction of cassava leaves and my favorite green sauce. Goddess is not important at all, my health and my son is everything to me.

The meal was ready, the stomach was full. It's time to drink pregnant milk and take a nap. Enjoy what I deny again.

I threw out the trash, I just put the dirty dishes in the sink. Then make some milk and bring it to the room. Since there was a Goddess, the room became my favorite place.

Trings...

One message came in from Tristan, (Dita do not fly the war flag with the Goddess

The goddess is a good woman. )

Chum... Disgust read the message from Tristan. I pressed the block button. " Let's know the taste. I'm going to go crazy, Tristan."

I lay my body on the bed.

" No stress, Adita... You must be healthy, strong, happy." I'm suing myself.

***

The night had come, I woke up when the room lights were turned on.

Tristan is home, standing looking at me. " When do you want to be?" Said slowly.

I woke up, there was silence between the two of us. " Tristani.. Tristan, just a few days here Goddess, you almost never defend me a little. What if he's been here for a month? Maybe you'll kick me out of this house." I took a towel and chose to go into the bathroom to clean my body as well so that my brain was fresher.

Be honest... I'm back in the painful phase. I was in the bathroom long enough. The knock from Tristan ends my shower tonight.

I looked down, hiding my red eyes. I don't care about Tristan for now. Until I can prove who the real Goddess is.

After the shower, I continued my sleep. I don't intend to eat. To my knowledge, Tristan doesn't eat dinner. He was lying next to me.

All I know is a soft snoring from Tristan that indicates that he is asleep.

I turned towards Tristan. Very sorry my husband, he had to be affected by the problems that occurred.

I stroked Tristan's cheek which now looked unkempt.

The fine hair that we usually call a sideburn or mustache began to grow on his face. Though this face is always smooth like the face of many Korean opa-opa in Gandrungi teenage children.

" I'm sorry, Tan." I whispered softly while peeping at her cheeks.

" I'm sorry dear.."

" You haven't slept?"

" Already, but there feels something."

I'm embarrassed to be found sorry for Tristan. Didn't waste time Tristan pulled me in his arms.

" Don't be angry, don't be sad, yeah. I'm on you." Said Tristan while chipping my forehead slowly.

Tonight I fell asleep in Tristan's warm embrace. Comfortable.until I sleep in the cradle of happiness.

***

The morning has come. Not wanting to make trouble, I am suave to the Goddess. I was also not angry when Dewi poured rice into Tristan's plate.

I just laughed in my heart.

" Look at it... In a moment, Goddess. Enjoy what you want to enjoy. " My inner voice laughed with gusto.

After the meal, I drove Tristan away, "be careful, baby." Saying mesra.

" Tumben is in a really good mood this morning. Is there no equivalent of a goddess?"

I smile with falsehood, but I still make it as natural as possible.

I waved to Tristan.

The huft! It was good to see Tristan leaving for work. Now it's time to get rid of the fleas.

" Dewi..!" Call me.

The goddess comes with her arrogant face, "shopping dong!" My orders while giving money and grocery lists.

" Why now anyway? I'll take a shirt first."

I was silent for a moment. Worry if the Goddess hariis nyuci clothes first before I put a cctv.

" Em. I want some fruit. So the fucking poop." I'm looking for an excuse.

The goddess stomped her feet on the floor. Wonder me, who the hell is the real mistress?

The goddess went to bring a shopping cart. He pulled out the motorcycle I used to wear.

" In a moment .." I'm excited to imagine that.

I can't wait for the goddess to come home.

Up from a distance, the Goddess seemed to have difficulty carrying my ordered goods. " It's delicious." I mocked in my heart.

The goddess entered with a sour face.

He immediately arranged the groceries.

I pretended to sleep in my room.

I was watching him in the room.

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