My wife's a fraud
Feel Back

Aditya was aghast from his sleep, he was like hearing terrifying mystical sounds. He woke up and looked around. The living room was dark and suddenly just saw a figure sitting on one of the living room sofas as well. Staring sharply at him.

Almost Aditya shouted, if only Adrian did not immediately flap it with a used magazine. Awakening the long-spirited man to wake up from his dream.

“Dog! Just be surprised!” aditya was upset. “Ngapain anyway, Dri?”

Adrian pasted his lipped index finger. The man with glasses told Aditya to shut up and sharpen his hearing. Sobbing and calling sounds rang out. Aditya immediately approached Adrian and hugged him.

“Cuntilanak? Takuuut,” said Aditya tightened his embrace.

“Not, t o l o l!” adrian exclaimed annoyed, getting rid of Aditya who was attached to him. “Maybe we should let Arkian see his wife for a while. Just look at it, from a distance. Let him not believe gini continue,” he continued.

Adrian checked Arki's room. The man cried and called his wife's name even while sleeping. He did not understand what it was like to lose or fall in love with a woman. He never felt it in his wife Nabila—calon. Their relationship was established because Arya told him to date Nabila, to glue business cooperation between families.

“He's again being watched. You so follow b e g o what the hell, Dri? Our plan could fail if Arya suspects Arkian the same. He must continue to be a submissive boy and hang out with Arya, so that I can freely move,” Aditya refused.

“I know. That's why we're helping him not to get caught. The boy g o b l o g already suffered greatly because his wife was said to have died. Do you know how it feels to be left behind? I don't want him to continue, even later his behavior makes no sense because he can't help himself to meet his wife. As if we were the same, the people of Basuki could we divert his attention.”

“How?”

Adrian took off his glasses. Hair-climbed edge becomes like Arki. “Udah looks like a boy g o b l o k bucin yet?” he said he was underestimating. Exactly like Arki's expression when humbling people.

“Y.. Similar anyway from a distance.”

Adrian has always hated being compared to Arki. Not just because of his achievements. Rather than her face being almost similar to her, they were actually very similar to Arya. It's just that people more often say Adrian expressionless and stiff. The way of speaking is also not as fluid as Arki. Adrian is not a kid who likes to hang out a long time ago, as is Arki or Aditya. He looked more serious and ambitious than the two of them.

Unlike Aditya, she looks more like her mother. Although at first glance the three of them will be similar to each other. But Aditya has a soft touch behind his macho body. It looks flamboyant and friendly on the other side.

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Arki smelled the smell of cooking when he woke up from his sleep. Climbing himself, thinking that Gita is back home. He immediately ran out of the room, only to find two creatures that made his eyes hurt were in his kitchen. Adrian is cooking food and Aditya is busy tidying the dining table. Truly the strangest sight Arki has ever encountered in his lifetime.

“Morning, Princess!” aditya said welcoming Arki with a ignorant smile.

“T a i lo!” reply Arki upset. “Who let you cook in my kitchen carelessly?”

“Not allowed also no problem anyway. Is it important that your permission?” adrian said that serves fried rice on a plate.

Arki is tempted to see fried rice and omelet cooked by Adrian. Finally sat down despite having to thicken his face because of embarrassment already exclaimed resentfully at them. But it seems Adrian and Aditya don't really care either.

“We want to help you meet your wife,” Adrian said when they finished eating.

Arki who was drinking instantly choked in shock. “Why? How did you suddenly get good? Got a virus, are you?”

“We feel sorry for you. I lived like a homeless man at home no one was convinced, left behind by his wife, and now have to hold back. Though Abang Arki kangen hug beloved wife,” said Aditya mocking.

“We divert the Basuki people. I also told my men to keep an eye on their movements. If it's safe, we'll leave now for Bogor.”

Adrian took off his glasses. Arki knows what he's thinking. Given how they are often mistaken for twins. But Arki always believed that he was more handsome, more dashing, and taller than Adrian. They're actually not that close. Arki hates.

After shower and get ready. Adrian was dressed in Arki's clothes, then left the house and used his car. Followed by Aditya, and also Arki who has super neat style with glasses like Adrian, get into Aditya's car.

They could see the person watching them like a common neighbor. Husband wife who looks harmonious. The man also prepares to leave when he sees Arki and Aditya's car coming out of the parking lot.

Adrian continues to drive the car, while contacting his subordinates to find out if anyone follows him again other than the neighbor. He also continued to monitor whether anyone was trailing Aditya's car. Adrian's confidant says everything's safe.

However, to beware of being followed. Aditya doesn't go straight to Gita's place. He turned the car into his apartment. Quiet for a few hours, until Adrian's men believe that Aditya is not being watched. Until finally they continue their journey to Bogor.

During the trip, Arki just sat in the back seat. Mute looking at the streets. Aditya is also busy concentrating on driving while hearing reports from Adrian as well as his man.

Arki must have felt very lost and devastated when he found out his wife died in an accident. As devastated as he was then, hearing the same news about his mother. A few hours before that, his mother promised that they would go abroad. With James, her mother's new boyfriend, who will release them from Arya's clutches.

Aditya did this for Ela, not for Arki. He owes his stepmother a debt of gratitude. I don't know how wide her heart is, to want to extend a hand to help her husband's cheating son. Take care of, finance, fight, and share a little of his love. Among those who did not care, even her own grandparents viewed her as a family disgrace, there was Ela who defended her.

As an adult, Aditya finds out that Ela is injured. Because of her existence, the children of her husband's mistress. Because of Arya, who was getting crazier in women until reportedly to the ear of Ela. In her silence, Ela still buried deep her love for the man b e d e b a h it. Bizarrely. How quaint. Moreover, Aditya heard it himself spoken from Ela one day.

Aditya wants to destroy Arya, so that she can avenge her mother's death. Aditya wants to destroy Arya, so that the love that Ela buried is also buried forever. An inappropriate man destroys two of his beloved women.

They had arrived at the tavern that was meant by Danu. Aditya parked the car in the area. Among the empty shophouses, it says ‘ rented’.

Visitors came and started to rush into the store. The average is a university student not far from there. They kept watching for up to an hour. But did not see the existence of the Gita appear.

“Maybe he's not in the serving section of times. Not visible from here,” said Aditya who was getting impatient.

“Hmm... Maybe she's in the kitchen. Cook again. The cooking is good. It deserves the rame,” said Arki sound weak. But his eyes were always watching from afar.

Aditya chuckles. Seeing Arki so focused. “You like her cooking?”

“Ya clear lah.”

“Wake me up when you see your wife out. I'm going to sleep first, tired of driving.”

Aditya immediately closed his eyes. Letting Arki focus on observing from afar. He just let his brother do that, anyway will not be caught also by his wife. Their car glass looks dark from the outside. Arki can casually spy until the longing and curiosity is complete.

Lunch time is almost over. Students and visitors began to recede from the store. Only a few remained. Arki was wide in disbelief when he saw the figure of Gita appear in front of the store, cleaning dishes and bowls dirty former customers. His face was happy, a smile did not disappear from his face when talking to the person who helped him.

Arki could say nothing but be glued to his place. Tears and a feeling of relief descended suddenly. The gita he knew. The Gita he loved. Live, breathe, and move freely. He remains the same as he remembers. No. gabe. The Gita is prettier, more charming, more voluptuous than the last time Arki saw her. Is it possible because the Gita is now living free and happy? Without her clutching and hurting him?

She looks fuller and sexy. Arki could almost feel her soft skin in her grasp, as she often did back then. Arki never knew that he mentioned this to the Gita. I wanted it too much to be almost crazy. If only sanity did not hold him back, then Arki also wanted to run hugging Gita. He wants to apologize and ask Gita back.

Aditya realizes that Arki is looking down, where a beautiful woman is cleaning the tables. Not bad for Arki's taste either. Aditya had only seen it firsthand. His sister-in-law. It looks sweet and soothing, like an ice melon on a hot day. But not Aditya's taste, she prefers sexy and challenging women.

“Mas, can you ask for help, no?” call Aditya to lower the windshield, on a student who happens to pass in front of his vehicle.

“Yes? What's up, huh?” said the student was confusedly approaching towards Aditya.

“Please buy food in the store dong. The best seller menu deh tanyain,” said Aditya.

The student looked even more confused at Aditya's request. The distance between the car and the shop is no more than 200 meters. He could have come down and ordered directly without telling anyone else.

“I have to take care of my sister, afraid of mosquitoes,” whispered Aditya aware of the strange gaze of the student. “She ODGJ. Just look now again cry,” he continued.

The student glanced at the back seat of Aditya's window. Arki looked pitiful, staring straight at the tavern with tears falling down her cheeks. Only then did he agree to the strange request. Of course with promised money in return.

“What do you mean ODGJ, Setann!” arki said annoyedly clapping Aditya's head.

“Propa. Patience. It's part of the scenario. You want to eat your wife's cooking again, right?”

Not twenty minutes later, the student returned with a bag full of food. After being given a hundred thousand dollars, he left with a bright smile. Aditya hands the bag over to Arki. After plucking the potato wedges and feeding them into his own mouth.

“Nih eat! I hope you can stay in Kangen for a while. After this we focus again the same plan, we go home now.” Aditya started the vehicle.

Arki doesn't want to leave. The Gita is no longer in sight. He could look at the shop all day. Hope Gita shows up again. But Aditya was right, he had to refocus on the plan. In order for the time to reunite with Gita, she is completely safe. Without the pursuit and threat of Aryan.

“Hmm. Your wife's cooking is delicious too. Bucin pantes. Well worth eating, not like Adrian.”'s cooking Aditya commented while focusing on driving.

Arki finally focused himself on the pouch he was holding. Smiling smelled the fragrance of Gita cooking. He tried one of these foods. It feels really like he remembered. Moreover, the favorite seafood fried rice Arki. He chewed with a smile and a growing longing peaked in his heart.