Neighbor's Blanket
Chapter 40

"Bia," My heart momentarily stopped beating as a burly hand suddenly hugged me from behind.

"Here you go, you go home alone." Mas Agam whispered spoiled. I swallowed the saliva with great difficulty, trying to wet my dry throat. The heart is beating fast at this time, I think Mas Agam can feel my heart beating is not because of this.

My mind and heart can still be a little sane, but what a force, this body seems to force to stay.

I've gone too far over the line with Mas Agam. Even a few minutes earlier we had just had a hot kiss after dinner together. And that kiss became our third kiss.

I seemed to close my eyes with my status which is still the wife of Mas Dirga. Or maybe it's dark because it hurts too much for all the lies that Mas Dirga did. Then try to find an outlet by doing the same way.

Looks like the demons are starting to possess my senses. I was silent when Mas Agam locked the door and kept me here.

The sound of rain was heard.

Mas Agam walked over, he took my hand without any rejection from me.

Mas Agam took me into one of the rooms I knew was not the main room. My heart rate is getting out of control. The nervousness enveloped, coupled with the mind that looked far away, imagining things that would happen after Mas Agam closed the door of this room.

"Bags,,,!" I held back my steps as I approached the bed.

"Aren't we getting too far.?" I was agitatedly staring at Mas Agam.

"I just want to sleep with you, Bia. Promise doesn't go away." Mas Agam answered with complete confidence.

In the end we lay on the same bed after Mas Agam turned on the air conditioner at low temperature.

Mas Agam hugged me from behind, buried his face in the recess of my neck.

"I just want to be like this, sleeping while hugging someone who makes me calm and comfortable. Makes me forget for a moment the endless problems." She shrieked with a deep voice that sounded choked.

For the first time I felt that Mas Agam was at his weakest point.

I closed my eyes, enjoying the calmness and comfort that I could also feel in the arms of Mas Agam.

This feeling is certainly wrong, what I did was also wrong. But it cannot be denied that we both need calm and comfort.

“Do not keep thinking about the things that make you sick and disappointed, Bianca. You deserve to be happy with your life." The embrace of Mas Agam is getting tighter.

"Forget all the pain of your heart, not just for tonight, but every time you're with me."

"I just want to look at your cherry side, so don't show any more sadness in front of me because it makes me sick."

What Mas Agam just said sounds sincere. I was silent, confused as to what to answer.

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

That morning when I woke up, I almost screamed because I was shocked to see the face of another man who was holding me.

Fear and anxiety instantly enveloped. I've made a big mistake sleeping in one bed with a man other than my husband. Although we did nothing but Mas Agam who just hugged me.

For a moment I stared fixedly at Mas Agam's face. Although in a state of deep sleep, his charm and charisma did not fade in the slightest.

I won't deny that I really admire her.

I slowly removed Mas Agam's hand, I got out of the bed and rushed out of the room. The clock is showing at almost 6 a.m. I intend to make breakfast before going home.

...*****...

"Why didn't you wake me up.?" Ask Mas Agam when opening the car for me.

We were ready to go to the office.

"No need to wake him up. I think it's really pules." I answered while getting in the car. The chat was interrupted until Mas Agam followed into his car.

"I've had trouble sleeping for a long time, usually sleeping at midnight. I wake up often." The answer. Behind the serene look on his face, I somehow felt that Mas Agam was harboring sadness when telling that.

"By the way, thank you for breakfast."

"So I was surprised, I thought there was a new wife because there was breakfast when I woke up. But it turns out the neighbor's wife." Mas Agam said flatly, but he seemed to be trying to hold back a smile.

"Anyone who puts a neighbor's wife in the house can be shocked." My answer is a little bit of insinuation and lips are throbbing.

Mas Agam finally chuckled, as if unable to hold back his laughter.

"You're too adorable," Mas Agam ruffled the tip of my head while glancing at the glance because he was focusing on driving.

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

"Who.?" Tanya Mas Agama, makes me reflect to put my phone on the sofa where we sit.

Currently, Mas Agama and I are discussing a meeting with colleagues that will be held after lunch.

"Bak Sita, Temen Bia time in the old house." My answer is to focus on the file on the table.

"It's revised this point Mas," I showed the file to Mas Agam.

"Why not lift.?"

"Hahuh.? Can it.?" Between enthusiasm and confusion, I reflexively asked like that to Mas Agam. And it seemed like my facial expression was so embarrassing that Mas Agam could not hide his smile.

"No papa, just pick it up." He said as he rubbed my head.

"I'm going to the toilet for a minute too." Mas Agam.

I did not waste time and immediately called back Mbak Sita.

"Hello Ma'am, I'm sorry that Bia didn't pick up the phone." I said when the call was connected.

"Bak Sita how are you.?" I was too enthusiastic because I had not communicated with Mbak Sita and the others for a few days.

"Good Deck,,"

"You're in Jakarta again, huh.? Why didn't you tell me.?"

"Who was the boy in Dirga's arms.? Just a few months moved to Bandung, you have brought a child."

"Just come home from the mall you have to stop by the loh to the house of Ma'am.!"

"So Mbak called you the same Dirga but it's not as horrifying, instead hurried to leave."

"Now my mother is home."

"Inget yes, you have to play here.!"

I was fixated, my thoughts were immediately directed towards Mas Dirga and the woman and the boy.

Mas Dirga was really outrageous, he went to Jakarta with the woman, but using the reason of work affairs.

"Hello Deck Bianca.? How did diem.? You're a cry, right.?"

"Ehh, yes Ma'am. We rushed Mbak, had to go back to Bandung. I promise to go to Jakarta later this week."

"He's sorry he can't play now."

For various reasons, I tried to make Mbak Sita not suspicious.

Fortunately, Sita could understand.