Neighbor's Blanket
Chapter 13

Going from Mas Dirga's office, I stopped by the shopping mall to buy lingerie. After making sure Mas Dirga was really overtime at the office, I thought about staying as warm as ever. While I have not seen it with my own eyes, it is unfair that I continue to think badly about it until it finally makes me lazy to make out with Mas Dirga.

But that doesn't mean it will keep me quiet, for the next few days I will continue to investigate Mas Dirga.

I went into one of the stores that specialized in selling women's clothes such as lingerie, lingerie and other sexy clothes.

Picking up some lingerie, I rushed her to the cashier.

It was late in the evening, so I decided to leave the store to go home. But immediately the foot stops stepping when passing a woman who has the scent of vanilla perfume. The smell made me remember the Mas Dirga shirt. The wit is really similar, even exactly the same. I remember the aroma well even though the vanilla perfume that Mas Dirga bought me had not been able to wear.

I decided to leave the store. I soon followed the beautiful woman who had just entered. I silently watched her, staring at her face to remember.

The woman who came alone stopped at the lingerie section. My chest was suddenly painful, if the owner of the perfume that was attached to Mas Dirga was the woman, it had been the extent of their relationship. She even bought lingerie.

Hurrying home, I don't want to make that woman suspicious. Moreover, the woman seemed to know that I was watching her.

Most importantly, I remembered his face.

Although there is great fear and strong premonition, there is always hope tucked away. Hopefully Mas Dirga doesn't play with that woman, or any woman.

I know Mas Dirga is a loyal type of man, he will never double up and hurt his partner.

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Despite trying to think positively, in fact I still associate the woman with Mas Dirga. I know the owner of the perfume with the scent of vanilla isn't just that woman, but somehow I'm pretty sure she's the one.

The sound of the house bell breaking my daydream, I grabbed the cardigan before coming out to intoxicate the door. It's time for Mas Dirga to go home, so I'm already wearing lingerie. But someone who just pressed the bell couldn't be Mas Dirga.

"Mas Agam, why.?" In the midst of his heart, I tried to carve a thin smile for Mas Agam. I don't want to show my worries in front of others.

"Dirga hasn't come home yet.?" Ask. I shook my head.

"Say he'll be home soon. Last said it's still in the office 'cause it's not done yet."

"Mas Agam there needs to be with,,"

I haven't finished my words yet, Mas Agam already cut them.

"Are you sure he's in the office.?" The question posed by Mas Agam forced me to think again to Mas Dirga. But why could Mas Agam ask such a question.? Does he know anything about Mas Dirga.?

"How do you mean Mas.? I don't understand." I looked curious.

"But Mas Dirga was really in the office." I said sure. I made sure of it myself.

And what makes my chest even more crowded is the figure of the woman who was with Mas Dirga. I remember who that woman was. The clothes she was wearing were still the same as the clothes I saw 2 hours ago. I met her while I was buying lingerie.

Then the little boy.? Why is he so close to Mas Dirga.? Even Mas Dirga to bribe him.

My eyes were hot, my vision began to blur due to tears that began to pool.

"Bia.? You okay.?" I felt Mas Agam's hand holding back my almost collapsed body. My world felt dark.

If it were true that Mas Dirga had a relationship with that woman, it would be that Mas Dirga betrayed me and our marriage.

My feet no longer have the power to support this fragile body. Mas Agam until I get inside and sit me on the sofa.

"Sorry Bia, I didn't mean for you to be like this. But Dirga's gone too far, I accidentally saw him at the mall and they're very familiar." Mas Agam's voice was filled with regret. Maybe it was because I became helpless like this after she showed me the photo.

"Even this isn't the first time I've seen your husband go with them."

The description of Mas Agam makes me even more convinced that Mas Dirga has an illicit relationship with the woman.

"So Mas Agam has often seen them together.? Why are you telling me now.?!" There was a tinge of disappointment that just came out. I don't think that Mas Agam is just another person and just a neighbor who can't be too far to interfere in my household affairs. Like I did not dare to tell Mas Agam when I saw Sister Karina making out with another man.

I smiled wryly, my fate and Mas Agam were completely similar. We are like stupid wives and husbands because of the madness of our respective partners.

"I don't think there's any right to interfere with this. But because I see it too often, I can't bear to cover it from you." Mas Agam looked on me with pity. What saddens me is my reaction after knowing the rottenness of Mas Dirga.

I slowly took a deep breath and threw it away. I can't look weak and pathetic in front of anyone.

"Bia has been suspicious of Mas Dirga lately. Just haven't seen their interactions directly."

"For this photo, Bia please don't tell Mas Dirga. Don't tell me Bia knows all this." I begged Mas Agam.

By pretending to be stupid and not knowing anything in front of Mas Dirga, I want to see to what extent Mas Dirga will betray me.

"You'll never say to Dirga."

"You better have a drink and rest, I have to go home." Mas Agam carves a smile while rubbing the shoots of my head.

"Not to cry for your husband, he will cry someday for betraying his wife as well as you." Mas Agam's words excited me and determined not to cry for Mas Dirga.

It's not my fault that Mas Dirga cheated, because all this time I've been a good wife for her. It was Dirga who was not grateful.