REPLACEMENT ROLE
Part 1's. REPLACEMENT ROLE

"Lucy.....!" Long exclaim from the figure of a man who is now drooping after performing obligations as a married couple.

Besides, a beautiful woman can only smile wryly while covering her body with a blanket. He shuffled over the bed still with a smile.

"I'll prepare warm water. It's best not to sleep again because it's six o'clock" he said before walking to the bathroom.

Once again made the woman again a small smile right in the bathroom doorway. The handsome man who had just wrestled with it was indeed irritable to talk, it could even be counted so irritnya.

The woman could only sigh violently. And finally entered, completing his bathing ritual. She does not want to be late to take care of the needs of their husbands and daughters who will go to school.

While preparing the warm water the woman was pensive, considering all the treatment of the husband. Every time they wrestled their hearts and their feelings were broken, there was no enjoyment at all. Every time she wanted to reach the top, she screamed for someone's name, not hers. Which wife's heart was not scratched full of wounds accepted such a bitter reality.

"What are you doing? Is the bathroom a place to daydream?" The baritone voice full of affirmation made the woman's daydream scatter, even the water in the bathub has spilled full. He quickly turned off the faucet, then rewinded his body.

"A-i-i-"

"Get out! Get my gear ready!" his word is undeniable, there is not the slightest tenderness as a husband to a wife as it should be.

The woman could only nod with a wry look. He also immediately came out of the bathroom because his chest was so tight if a room with a manly man who was now soaking in the bathub without even turning to him. As if the sweetness was thrown away, that's a sentence that deserves to be pinned to him.

As usual every waking up he prepared an office suit, a briefcase, shoes, a tie that was placed on the sofa. After everything was sorted out, he came out of the room, heading to the second floor to the room of a six-year-old little boy.

Clamps!

"Good morning, beautiful."

"Mommy! Why didn't Mommy accompany Angel in the shower this morning?" great-great-granddaughter and worried about it with pursed lips.

"It's your Daddy, baby" he grievances in his heart.

"Mommy, don't you love Angel anymore?" The joint is still with pursed lips.

"Sorry, Honey. Mommy's bad luck waking up so late. Mommy promises that tomorrow-tomorrow will wake up in the morning to be able to bathe this chatty daughter of Mommy," he said while hugging the loving body filled with it. "Who told you that Mommy doesn't love Angel? Angel knows that Mommy loves Angel very much!" he nodded while pecking at Angel's head.

"Angel also loved Mommy more than he loved Daddy" he said so innocently, even comparing his affection between his parents.

"Shhhh. Angel can't discriminate Angel's affection for Mommy and Daddy. As a good and devoted child can't be-?"

"That's it....." Angel reconnects the words of the Mommy while peeping the cheek of the woman who is holding it.

"Smart kid!" While rubbing Angel's long hair. Angel's words made him touched, where the little boy expressed his feelings.

They walked out of the room to the ground floor joking. Walking towards the dining room, from a distance already sat a handsome and dashing man was sipping his favorite ginseng coffee.

"Good morning, Daddy," said Angel cheerfully, while giving a kiss on one of the man's cheeks.

Now the dining table is occupied by the residents of the Mansion. Only three people and the rest are servants.

"Darling, what do you want to eat? I'm sorry that this morning Mommy didn't have time to prepare breakfast" he said with a guilty look as he knew that Angel didn't really like the waiters' cooking.

Angel did not answer. The boy just stared at some neatly arranged breakfast dishes on the table.

Both parents looked at each other and soon turned to look at Angel who was silent but his gaze to the breakfast menu.

"Next time don't ignore it. You know for yourself that Angel doesn't like the food served by the waiters!" The sound of the baritone next to her made the woman clench her hands under the table there. Wasn't it because he woke up late, not even had time to prepare breakfast.

"Honey, Mommy is sorry," he said in a pitiful tone, he was forced to do so in order to melt Angel's heart.

"Yes, Mom, it's okay. Daddy, don't be mad at Mommy. Mommy is also a human being who does not escape mistakes," he chanted like an adult.

His parents looked at each other with meaningful eyes.

"Darling....."

"Said Angel's religious teacher, Mommy. Haha...." Angel laughs while closing her mouth. Angel is not only beautiful but she also has the intelligence to always win class during PAUD-TK and now occupies elementary school at the age of six years.

The woman smiled happily. Seeing and hearing Angel's laughter and cheerfulness warmed her heart. The presence of Angel makes himself able to survive, life into a cold man's partner.

After breakfast, Angel said goodbye to both parents. Angel was picked up by a private driver and also a nanny.

"Wait for me to talk" said the woman until the man next to her undoed his intention to get up from the dining chair.

With a frowning the man glanced at a glance. "Want to talk what? I don't have time, it's too late!" he said full of affirmation.

The woman took a breath, mustering up the courage to say something that might be considered so ridiculous, considering their relationship was so cold.

"Today is our second anniversary, I mean want-"

"You're just a surrogate!" after throwing a spicy sentence and smothering the chest and heart he went from the dining chair without feeling guilty, without feeling guilty, heading to the family room to pick up his briefcase without caring for the figure who now looks down silently accepting the truth.

With tears in her eyes the woman looked at the dashing body until it disappeared from her sight.

"Luna, relax. Accept the real reality. Don't expect much because you're just a surrogate role, just a surrogate role, nothing more!" he murmured while wiping tears that could not be dammed anymore.

For some reason one month ago her heart began to be trapped by the figure of the man who has the status of her husband.

During the two years of their marriage there was only a sense of intimacy when performing the obligations of the husband and wife relationship. There is no pleasure at all because there is no love from both.