My wife's a fraud
Unaltered

Gita thought after that night, Arki would come back as usual. Apparently not. Arki even more often overtime and leave early in the morning. Rarely eat at home and no longer ask Gita to make provisions.

The strangest thing of all, Arki has never touched the Gita again.

Not asking to serve him is new and surprising. Gita should be happy. Now the scary days that Arki vented all her bed fantasies are over. I suppose.

But Gita felt sadness suddenly hitting her hard. It has been more than two weeks to feel the loss of the figure of Arki who usually circled around him. In the past, even though Arki never let go from sight.

Arki always comes home late at night, over ten o'clock. Seemed exhausted and a lot of burden on the mind. After cleaning himself, he would just lie down on the bed until he fell asleep. Even sometimes the Gita has no chance to ask anything.

Could it be that Arki had finally gotten tired of him?

Why does she still maintain her marriage?

The more days Gita increasingly eroded deserted and hurt feelings that he turned out to feel suddenly. His mind was getting worse and worse, Arki was punishing him. Making the Gita depend on her figure and deliberately now ignore her.

Should Gita ask Arki to release her first?

In the growing excitement and fear. Gita feels unwilling to end the relationship. Not because he would lose all facilities and comfortable life, but now Gita did not want to lose the figure that accompanied by his side for almost 6 months.

Living alone with a gaping loneliness turned out to be scary. Gita felt she could no longer live alone. Although their communication is considered bad for a relationship, but the existence of Arki alone has made him calm.

Gita gets off an online taxi in front of Mia's food stall. Another oddity that Arki showed was never to pick her up again and allow her wherever she liked. Arki loosened all his shackles on Gita.

“Wuidiih, not yet a month to open already recruit employees. Smooth effort huh, Sir?” joked Gita when she entered and saw two people were helping Anwar, Mia's husband.

“Y... So far the rame goes, Git. Juan often recommends to his friends to eat here. Great also tuh son acquaintances many.”

“Iya, it used to be a sign for class events. A lot of connections,” said Gita then sat in one of the empty seats near the cashier. “Mia where? How do you keep the stall alone?” Gita was surprised Mia did not welcome him.

“After another break. I was vomiting.”

“Why? Sick? Food poisoning?” gita asked in shock and worry.

But Anwar instead answered her with a smile and made a movement in front of her stomach. A sign about his wife's condition.

“Pregnant?” Gita guessed and rounded her eyes.

Anwar nodded happily. “Iya. Yesterday I checked directly to the doctor when I saw positive in testpack.”

“Happy bestie! New Ponakan is ready to slide, apart from Kak Nia.”

“Great am I, Git? Tokc! Not in vain his father Mia always chekokin me chicken eggs almost every day,” said Anwar proud of himself.

“Iyee great, great. Udah ah I want to meet Mia,” said Gita hurriedly walked to the employee rest room behind the cashier.

Upon entering there, Gita sees Mia lying on the sofa. His face looks tired and pale. Maybe he was vomiting badly before. Gita pulls the plastic chair up near Mia. Awakened by Gita's arrival, Mia quickly awakens and sits on the sofa.

“Cieee who wants to be mamak-mamak. Congratulations, My Love!!” gita hugged Mia.

Mia smiled and could not hide her happiness. He hugged his best friend. Although it looks less healthy, Mia is still as happy as usual.

“Wah crazy anyway I jerked again so young mama. Didn't expect to be given a gini. Though his intention to honeymoon first in Bali during the reunion event,” said Mia joking.

“Thankful. Lo means already trusted and given sustenance.”

“It is, for sure. I'm so happy, Git. Pas yesterday check the USG, even if new form a circle of small items doang, I already love it very much he.” Mia sparkled as she explained it.

“Mana see dong by lo,” pinta Gita curious.

Mia took her bag and began to search the contents for something to show the Gita. A photo of an USG and a two-striped testpack.

“My collaboration results with Anwar. Hopefully saucy yes later the result,” said Mia handed the object.

“Aamiin. I hope Pevita Pearce models are girls. If model guy Kim Taehyung time yes.”

“There are many requests! My face is the same Anwar type of Depok boy where there is a Pevita Pearce exit, especially Kim Taehyung. But you have hope, Git. Husband lo modelan koko-koko China handsome, who knows the child lo cakep.”

Gita who was looking at the photo of USG Mia happily immediately shed a smile from her lips. He was stunned for a moment. I never thought about conceiving an Arki child. Even now Gita still diligently taking the contraceptive pill, even though Arki no longer touch it.

Gita just smiled, not knowing what to reply. Suddenly his heart felt claustrophobic filled with envy at the sight of his best friend. Maybe Gita used to have dreams like that too. A husband who loves her and carries her child. Unfortunately, that desire will never come true. He won't be able to get that from Arki.

Mia continued to chatter cheerfully about her pregnancy, while Gita listened with a running mind. Recall the days when the wedding began. Arki was so concerned about her fake pregnancy. Although now Gita knows she was also at that time playing the role. But Gita wants to imagine it happening again, and it's not all a lie.

Why was his heart suddenly piqued with something like this?

Does the Gita want a child from Arki? Perhaps this loneliness and inexplicable feeling incarnated into the most absurd and grandiose desire Gita ever asked for. Loved and pregnant with Arki's child.

“Lo not picked up with Arki, Git?” tanya Mia felt strange when Gita ordered a taxi online.

“Ngak. He's in business, playing golf together.”

That's what Gita heard when she asked permission to come to Mia's place on the weekend. He allows Gita to go anywhere without a care, because Arki is busy attending a golf invitation from the CEO where she works.

It's always been like that for two weeks. Every day I come home late at night. On weekends he will go out. The Gita is increasingly afraid to look forward to this kind of relationship.

“Mantap golf. I'm most off playing PS or mabar PUBG. Your husband is from a different world than ours. Be careful you can not follow the tastes and habits of the rich, Git!” Anwar.

“Lo should also join nemenin, Git. I'm hearing her caddy is cute and sexy. Watch out later fish catches lo digondol people!” added Mia jokingly.

Gita once again just returned with a makeshift smile. The longer his feelings and worries stacked up not because of him. All of Arki's behavior that eludes him may be a sign something is going on with him. Bosskah? Or ready to release it?

Gita swallowed the bitterness that was concerning her tongue. The crazy desire for love and children that he had thought of, running around when caught by a real sign, that Arki was trying to avoid it. Be prepared to make up his decision to unravel their relationship.

Gita will wait until the summons from the court for their divorce hearing.

...**********...

“I'm dating you now with Amanda. Really it, Ki?” asked Damar while watching Arki hit the ball into the hole.

“Ngak. Says who?” arki said he didn't care.

“Amanda told me. She looks really cool can be the same you.”

Arki smiled disdainfully. “I never said we were dating. He was too hopeful.”

“Ck... Don't do it, Ki! Pity the children of people if given false hope like that.”

“Kepedean aja. I'm just saying I want to consider a relationship with him, not accept being a girlfriend.”

“But you every day anterin he comes home, right?”

“Spirate angkot if intercepted will also anterin us home, Bang.”

“You're seriously not the same Amanda? If only to play around mending do not need to give hope to all. You give her assurance and divorce your wife.”

Arki looked at Damar for a moment then looked back at the ball at the end of his golf club. Preparing to hit back, again stalled in the rough a few times. Game suck.

“I will divorce my wife, but not necessarily the same Amanda.”

“Loh, why?”

“Nothing. I'm again just a selection who is suitable to be my next wife.”

“Udah choose Amanda. Later you even choose a low-class girl again like the first wife, which is not necessarily the origin is good. She must be a bitch to you too, right? Draining money and feel proud to be married to our rich macem. Amanda has everything from birth. You only live doang love, udah.”

Arki raises the eyebrows. “Now be the success team Amanda yes, Bang?” sindir Arkite.

“Inget, K. You must have a partner equal to you. His family, his finances, his education and his habits. Although your wife can pursue in terms of education, but she was born from an ordinary person. It will be different mindset with us. Moreover, you will later become your father's successor. Must find a companion who can help you as well.”

Arki throws his golf club to the ground. “Udah ah. Males, talk about that. I won't want to be the successor of the old man. I'm home first, Bang!”

Arki then set foot leaving Damar who shouted calling him from the golf course. He's lazy to talk about anything about Arya Wibisana or Amanda. There was not a single intention of his to have a special relationship with that spoiled girl.

He will divorce Gita and seek her replacement. Not when. He keeps procrastinating. Avoiding the decision he had to make immediately, because his heart rumbled and was noisy when discussing the separation with the Gita.