
Prologue Rara
In the morning at about 06:00 Rara woke up from her sleep, she opened her eyes.
He looked to the side, where he fell asleep he frowned and sat on the bed. She was shocked because her husband was not there.
Rara got down and walked over here.
She searched every corner of her room, even she saw the pillow that her husband often used to stay neat usually the pillow looks messy when her husband was asleep.
Rara went from her bed to the bathroom, she forgot to pray because she slept late last night thinking about her husband.
Now Rara is dressed neatly, with a long dres of ash color old ash head cover.
Rara went down the stairs to walk downstairs, looking around which her husband could not find anywhere.
Rara approached the dining table, which already had a maid making breakfast.
"Did Radit not come home?" Rara Gumam.
Rara tried asking bi Ira who was cooking.
"Bi ... Where is Radit?" Ask Rara.
"Auntie ... here from this morning but did not see Mr. Miss" replied bi Ira.
"Hmmm it turns out that Radit did not go home where he was? Did he go to the mama's house but he wouldn't leave without me" murmured Rara.
Rara thought about her husband who didn't come home last night.
Rara thought positive even though she was untouched by her husband, she continued to do her activities as usual.
Rara tried harder because all it took process including trying better in terms of household.
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Prologue Raditya
In a hotel room there were two women and a man wrapped in a white blanket covering his body. They sleep with each other.
One of them woke up a surprised man who opened his eyes and spoke.
"Astagfirullooh .. what happened to this?" Radit.
On Raditya's face he looked surprised after seeing his body without clothes.
He is none other than Raditya Rara's husband.
Radit turned his head to his side to see someone next to him who seemed to be definitely not his wife a woman without clothes sleeping beside him.
Because Rara is always closed even though she is sleeping, she wears a closed nightgown that does not show her body.
The woman beside him wriggled open her eyes looking towards Raditya and smiled.
"Are you awake, honey?" Ask the woman.
"Why can you, Amora?" Raditya asked in wonder.
"Hmm .. instead of you last night wanting me, you're so naughty" he said spoiled.
"Then, why don't I remember anything? I just know that we go to the restaurant and drink one glass" Raditya said.
"You're very violent and I like it very much" said Amora as she held her hands around Radit's neck smiling.
"really?" Raditya asked in wonder.
Amora nodded and directly pressed her lips against Raditya.
He kissed Radit intensely until Radit's mind drifted.
"This is the kiss I've been waiting for, so why not Rara?" Inner Radit.
Radit always imagined doing everything intimately with his wife, during the week after their wedding.
But without any courage in him he never dared to touch Rara.
Though Rara always asked first at length in order to continue to the intimate path.
But Radit was very shy and did not dare to start first.
That's what happens when an inexperienced couple dating directly married do not know anything just awkward each other.
Amora is hard.
Because Radit's hard drive makes something belonging to Amora visible to Radit's face without being covered in blankets anymore.
Radit sees her, he is shocked by what he sees and swallows his saliva Radit repeats his vision when Amora does not close it back.
Obviously Amora smiled with Radit's cat-like behavior looking at the fish.
He thrust his unclad body in front of Raditya which even made Radit surprised and spoke in wonder.
"Why with them?" Ask Radit.
Radit who saw a red mark surrounding the two, he swallowed his saliva again with his heart pounding.
"Haha, this is what you do dear" said Amora while laughing.
Radit turned to look at the face of Amora the beautiful white girl with a high posture.
"Be .. really, did I do it?" Radit asked in disbelief.
"Hmm... Did you try again?" Challenge Amora tease.
Obviously Radit could not refuse because this is what he had been waiting for a thing that his friends talked about.
And also what he had always wanted with his wife but never did because of the small courage in him.
They had been in love all day in the hotel room.
Without remembering his wife who was restless without any news from her husband. Radit and Amora looked exhausted after repeated contact they seemed unsatisfied.
Radit doesn't even want to take off the woman he's been in at all times for a whole day.
Raditya never even thought of letting his wife know at home.
He is in a drunken craving with his secretary who keeps Radit's heart and mind shut without thinking about the consequences.
If he stays with his treatment that ignores his wife at home.
Amora seemed to smile cunningly when she found Raditya reluctant to go all the way from her like an addiction to Amora's body.
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the house of Radit.
Rara was silent in her room, she was struggling with her thoughts.
Rara thought of her husband who had not come home yet.
Rara looked towards the dres hanging behind her Lemariya door.
Rara recalls the ridiculous thing she did.
He who goes to the shopping center, chooses clothes that are open, soaks the body with fragrances.
Her husband didn't even look at her at all.
Rara clucked up agitated and upset at her who could not make more just to be with her husband.
"Huh, he didn't even glance at me," Rara grumbled.
Rara takes her phone, she sees her phone hoping for a message asking her about her husband.
But there was no message at all.
Rara repeatedly gripped fretfully.
"Did I make a mistake with my husband, to make him not come home or do a lot of work in his office" Rara murmured.
Rara diverts all her negative thoughts by playing her handphone repeatedly in her daily life.
When tired of playing the phone that has absolutely no news from her husband.
Rara took a walk and fell silent in her front yard.
The troubled heart that he felt was now turning into nothingness.
Guilt is also sadness.
For days Rara like this repeated every activity even though she felt bored but still saw her cellphone that did not sound incoming messages at all.