Married Ex Wife
72. Don't Be Here!

The sun has been swallowed by the night, as soon as the earth darkens accompanied by water spills over the land. The noise from the clatter and branches made Carnations unable to sleep. He turned his body to the right and left looking for a comfortable position for his body.

But not because of this. Not because the pillow is not fit to be a backrest. Nor is it the wrong bed that creaks every time he makes a movement. Moreover, the wrong blanket that covered part of his body from the cold air.

He could not sleep despite yawning many times, even since his eyes were closed, but his mind was awake.

The woman also opened her blanket. He looked at the little boy who had been sound asleep at the side while hugging the green dinosaur doll. For a moment he landed a kiss, then switched to the window of his room.

The view of the back garden and the precariousness of the neighboring house stretches from the window of the Carnation room. He's the one who's nervous tonight, but the tree branches out there are bobbing.

Brak!

The sound of something falling from the trees. The object is invisible, but adds to the level of anxiety felt by Carnations.

He looked at the clock.

At 22:00

“She hasn't come home yet,” muttered the woman.

A sweater hung at the end of the room. Carnations open the door slowly so that his voice does not make the baby wake up. He closed the door again and rushed to run to the first floor.

Precisely in the living room, while looking directly at the cellphone, the woman was waiting for someone. No other than her own husband.

When in the room he could not close his eyes, but when in this room drowsiness really disturbed him. He looked at his cell phone, surfed on social media looking for anything that might keep him awake.

His finger swiped the screen up and down to see the short video that was there, a collection of hoax news, unimportant tips, even useless tutorials walking past his home page.

Until the sound of the car is heard.

Bruuum

The girl's eyes opened wide as her body returned upright.

He walked towards the window, then peeked over there. Her smile expanded as soon as she saw the man she was waiting for getting out of the car and walking towards the inside of the house. The woman opened the door and showed her face.

“Kok not sleeping?” asked Dylan who was surprised to see the face of Carnation.

“Assalamu’alaikum,” said Anyelir with a smile.

“Wa’alaikumsalam. Just want to say hello,” timpal Dylan who felt insinuated by the speech of Carnations.

The woman closed the door as soon as Dylan walked into the house. She walked behind her husband and headed to the second floor together.

Dylan who walked first looked back, he looked at his young wife's face smiling to himself since then. “Why you? Like a very pleasant feeling,” said Dylan while staring at the woman.

Carnation shakes. “Ngak,” says.

Arriving on the second floor, Dylan walked straight to his room, while Carnation opened the door of his own room.

But suddenly, Dylan rewinded his steps and clasped his wife's hand. “Where are you going?”

“Mau .. back to room.” She answered the husband's question while opening the door to her room.

“Come,” said the man as he rolled his eyes.

Instantly the red hue radiates to the cheek apple to the ear of Carnation.

Carnations were completely embarrassed by the question posed by Dylan. But .. in the end he answered. “S ... already.”

Dylan's smile expanded so wide, he immediately narrowed his wife's hand and brought to his room near the balcony overlooking the front of the house.

The door of the room was open, the lights were turned on and both of them went in there. Dylan was in a hurry to save his bag. While Carnation, still silently pecking behind the door.

The man whispered in the ear of his young wife. “I take a shower first, yes. Watch out don't run away!” Even he still had time to threaten Carnations before entering the bathroom.

Dylan disappeared into the room. The door was closed and there was only the sound of water splashing from outside.

Consciously, Carnations looked back at the room for the second time. Still the same as before, wedding photos, honeymoon and even other moments were plastered in the room.

The pain still pierced his heart, although millions of self-consciousness had confirmed his thinking, but the ego was still there. The feeling of wanting to have is what makes him feel hurt just because of the portraits of their togetherness.

“Aware, Carnation, sober,” whispers to yourself.

Carnations turned around and did not want to look at the back of the bed, because there was a picture of Dylan's wedding printed with a very large size. But changing the direction of his view did not make any impact, Anyelir still saw a photo of the two of them.

He moved south, north, east, west to southeast, still what he saw were photos of togetherness. Until Anyelir also felt Dylan's room was so narrow and could not accept him.

The woman chose to sit on the edge of the bed. He looked down and decided to look at the floor.

So is this jealousy limited by self-consciousness?

He wanted to be angry but realized he was the third person.

He was eager to slam the portraits and throw them in the trash, but he also realized that he had absolutely no right to do so.

Especially if she says it openly to her husband. Who her? To feel like I can do that.

Yeah, he knows, he's just a third person. She was the second wife of Dylan Bagaskara. Also just a honey for Andin. For that Carnation can not do anything and just stay still while holding all the tightness in his chest.

The sound of the water tap stopped, until shortly afterwards the bathroom door was opened. A handsome man came out with wet hair and a towel surrounding his lower body.

“I try to be fast,” said Dylan who was greeted with a thin smile by Carnations.

“Anyelir,” call Dylan as he approaches and kisses his wife's vanilla-flavored neck nape.

Carnation groaned, but she slightly avoided her husband.

Without a second thought, Dylan pushed the Carnation even though his body was not completely dry yet.

Drops of water from the man's hair even wet the cheeks of Carnation. But .. the woman did not return her kiss.

The man lifts the body by using both arms as a buffer. Now he looks at the face of ayu who has been blushing since, but this time it becomes a saying.

Carnations returned that gaze, with a smile. Smile while throwing your face away.

Dylan finally frowned, he realized that there was something different about the female smile inside his cage. When he asked what was going on? At that moment he saw the look of Anyelir's eyes trying to avoid something. Dylan immediately looked at the source who made that mistake.

Portraits of her being with Andin in a frame.

“Anyelir.” The man tried to call back this woman below him with a sensual whisper.

But this time the Carnations restrained his body. She looked at her husband firmly. “I can't do it here.”