
After getting a moment's opening intake on Faizan's lips from the wife as a mood booster to leave for the meeting place, Faizan finally left for the agreed place with Mr. Ronald and the team.
The great who had been waiting since before Faizan's room, was clucking.
"Mr Faizan has started to suffer from bucin syndrome and doyan ngamar," Agung's mind is crammed because he was like clothes clothes clothes clothes clothes clothes as if waiting for clothes that were originally wet to dry dried just.
At first, Aisha did not want to leave the hotel. It is better in the room to worry if he goes out, the husband will return to the hotel sooner. But after two more hours the departure of the husband and now the clock has shown almost eleven o'clock at night. Himself was bored.
Finally Aisha decided to take a short walk on the street not far from the hotel where she was staying. She had previously been given permission to leave her husband. Aisha decided to take a walk to breathe the night air in the city commonly called Paris Van Java.
Bandung city since the afternoon was hit by rain but still in low intensity until nine p.m. By eleven o'clock in the evening, the rain had subsided leaving several small puddles on the side of the road.
The atmosphere of the streets of Bandung is still quite crowded even though it is late at night. Because there are still many cafes and restaurants that are still open until the early hours even twenty-four hours.
Of course this makes many young people enjoy the night life for photographs, beautiful coffee or just chatting with friends in the park or cafe area.
While walking down the street Hayam Wuruk not far from Gedung Sate, Aisha suddenly stopped stepping. He saw the husband chatting with a young woman whose age seemed not far from Faizan.
Then Aisha from afar turned her gaze to the right and to the left around Faizan sitting with the woman to look for Agung but she did not see her husband's secretary.
"Didn't he just meet with Mr. Ronald? Why meet with young women? Cook that Mr Ronald's wife? But not possible. Mas Faizan said, Mr. Ronald is fifty years old and his wife is also not much different age even they already have three children who are quite large," said Aisha monologue.
Finally Aisha who was being burned by the fire was jealous and upset to see the familiarity of Faizan with the young woman decided to step away from there to return to the hotel.
"Who was that beautiful woman? His age was also as young as the age of Mas Faizan. Where the two of them are as familiar as I just saw, huh! Know gini better I'm in Jakarta alone, "inner Aisha dongkol.
An hour later,
Chequek...
The door opened but seeing the dark room without lighting finally he put a smart card in the right place to turn on the lights.
After the room was brightly lit, the clattering of steps of the shoe sole slowly stepped inside and saw the watch in his hand already showing at twelve o'clock at night. But he did not see his wife's nose.
"Darling," called Faizan as she stepped towards the bathroom.
He did not find his wife either in the room or the bathroom up to the balcony. Where'd his beautiful wife go all those nights? Finally Faizan reached into the cell phone in his pocket and he saw no messages or calls from his wife before.
Then he pressed the contact dial of his wife but not Aisha who answered but the operator who said,
"The number you're going to is off or out of range. Please call me a few more seconds."
"Aisha go where huh? How the cellphone tumben is not active," said Faizan monologue fret.
When Faizan stood up from the bed and was about to step out of the room to find his wife, suddenly the door of his room opened displaying the figure of his soulmate whom he had been worried about.
"Darling, where have you been? How do I call your phone not active? You're okay, aren't you?" cecar Faizan who is very worried about his wife is not just a stale or playful.
Aisha looked up at the husband at a glance after she had just lowered her head in lethargy. She took her husband's hand and kissed him with reverence.
"Sorry, my phone was lowbat. So do not know if Mas call me," replied Aisha lirih.
Faizan was a little surprised to see the face of the wife who looked lethargic. It was as if he was keeping something that was being harbored but he did not know what it was.
Faizan is a pretty sensitive figure. Especially his soulmate. She already knew the character of Aisha from what she saw during her sister's wife.
Even living together these few days has made Faizan quite understanding of the nature and character of his wife. Aisha has a cheerful and loving nature. If Aisha is silent or irrit talk means her heart is in a state of turmoil which must have happened a problem she is facing.
Faizan tried to be patient and did not rush to find the wife back. He let first until later the wife will tell him or ask him something.
After taking off his foot, he, Faizan was made to slip because suddenly Aisha walked towards him who initially looked down now looking at him directly as both hands Aisha quickly released the entire wrapping cloth on her own body which automatically makes Aisha's body now in plain condition without a thread.
"Sa_yang," said Faizan suddenly stuck his throat dry treated the body of the wife who he had long craved.
Degs...
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