Only a Debt Relay Husband
Debt Relay Husband 09

Ratih let Watik who did not go to the store. It has been 3 days since he returned to the store but Watik also has not seen the trunk of his nose. Every contact is always not picked up. Want to complain to Hari, Ratih. He chose to be quiet and let it go.

While waiting for her husband to come home from work Ratih was determined to cook. For several days since the fainting incident Ratih did not do much homework. But this time he was going to eat soto rice. Therefore, Ratih before returning home has stopped by the market first to buy ingredients for making chicken soto.

" Haha, this must be delicious. I want you son, be patient, I cook first."

Ratih rubbed his stomach gently before starting his activities. He then took out all the ingredients and started concocting the seasoning. But a loud shout was heard by Ratih from the front door of his house.

" Relove ... Train ... It's mom."

Ratih left everything he was doing and walked towards the door of the house and opened it. " O mother, come in mom."

Ratih wants to grab Sarti's hand but Sarti ignores Ratih's hand. Ratih's heart melos even his mother-in-law also changed his attitude. At least that's what Ratih feels right now. Sarti's gaze was no longer as gentle as it was before she got married.

Haaaah, Ratih exhaled his rough breathing. But he still tried to smile in front of his mother-in-law.

" What what's mom?"

" You are Tih. Your mother did not enter work ndak asked, ndak in the look. Kebangeten."

Ratih took a deep breath and threw it away slowly. The best smile he displayed before responding to the words of his mother-in-law.

" Previously sorry ma'am, Ratih has called Mbak Watik, but absolutely ndak appointed. Ratih wants to go to mother's house, but Ratih's body lemes. Mas Hari has told me for sure that Ratih is pregnant."

" Halah, being pregnant is no excuse. Ibuk this lho pregnant era Watik same day used to be strong even ibuk first can sell in the market. Don't be spoiled, your son will be spoiled. To the house I'm waiting for, persuade your mbakyu."

Sarti breezed away from Watik's house without permission without greeting. It really made Ratih's mood ruined. He again did not think that Sarti behaved so, or whether it was his true nature like that and all this time was just a pretense.

" What I don't know is this."

Train urung to make soto. his taste is immediately lost. What he was so hungry for now suddenly felt full. Ratih changed clothes and headed to the mother-in-law's house. Though it was dusk and soon magrib but Ratih still left. He did not want the problem to get longer. Better to give up for a while.

Trained to ride the bike slowly. As she passed by a boarding house she immediately saw the figure of Hari, her husband. Whether it is a sharp feeling of a wife or not but even though only as fierce as she was sure that it was her husband.

Ratih finally stopped his bike in a place a little away from the boarding. She did not go to her mother-in-law's house. This matter is obviously more important than Watik.

Train walking settles, to a minimum as possible to make a sound so as not to be caught.

" What is Mas Hari doing here?"

Chest Ratih rumbling. A prejudice was already on his mind. The closer to that place the faster Ratih's heart beats. Even suddenly Ratih's chest gets tight.

" Aah mas .... This ... ."

" How dear, do you like it?"

" I've always loved everything you've done to me."

Ratih silenced his own mouth, his eyes widened, the free-falling tears from there grew more and more swift and swift. In that, the man who was groaning so vigorously over the body of another woman was truly her husband's Day.

It was a heartache like being slashed by a dagger. Yesterday seeing her husband making out was already very sick. This she saw her husband making love, it felt like the world of Ratih was destroyed instantly.

Ratih dropped his body on the board. He, sobbing, adzan magrib reverberated as if reminding Ratih to rise and remember he still has his God.

" Astagfirullahhaladzim ... Astagfirullahaladzim."

Train slowly got up from his seat and passed walking quickly back towards his bike. He turned around, went back home. Bodo is very much the problem of his brother-in-law. His body is now more primary. There are more lives living on it.

" Yes Allaah, what should you do now. Dissective. Yeah, I should ask for that farewell. What a disgust, their behavior is really out of bounds.'

Ratih strengthens his heart, although it breaks his heart he must try to be strong.

When Ratih tried to hold back his tears all the way to the house, then today is hugging the body of Cita. The two people who had just been coiled in the heat looked so exhausted. But Day then got up and turned off the lights. He forgot to do that.

" Why is it turned off?"

" Fear someone is looking at it from the outside. Even though my bike is parked in a mini market over there, and the shoes I put people in can see through the window, right?"

Cita nodded and smiled. He agreed with what Hari did. He also enjoyed it. Every single one of his body was touched by Hari always making the woman float.

At this time Cita has started to feel the body of Hari again, making the desire of the man rise. " Do you want any more?" Cita nodded spoiled. Hari really likes this kind of action. He also felt that the body of Cita was always opium for him.

" Are you not getting from Ratih mas?"

" Oh come on, baby, don't talk about her while I'm doing this to you."

Cita was already shouting when Hari did the action. Hari silenced Cita's mouth with her own lips, so that the voice did not come out louder.

At a time like this Cita really forgot if a few days ago he had received a proposal Ridwan. Even Ridwan's ring was coiled around his ring finger. I don't know what's on those two people's minds.

One side of Hari is a married man and his wife is pregnant. On the other hand, a woman who is committed to a man says she can build a relationship to the serious level of marriage.

But what they do is beyond normal. Both immoral and equally mindless. Married should Hari be able to think further, should the man be able to think mature. 28 Is not the age of a brother who is still thinking about fun.

" Okay, Cit. I have to go home before Ratih suspects. It's 9 o'clock. I should have come home by 5 o'clock."

" Halaah, you still seem to be afraid of your wife."

" Not afraid, but we have agreed to wait until he is born. So wait a minute."

TB