Secrets With Inpar
Question by Haris

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"Know about what?" ask someone behind Fitri's back, and make the woman immediately turn around and round her eyes when she finds out who the person is.

Fitri saw Aunt Dina who was standing in the doorway, the woman became very nervous, even looking deathly pale.

Aunt Dina was curious about the meaning of her daughter-in-law's words, then she approached Fitri. "Know about what, son? What do you mean by what you say?" asked the woman while looking at her daughter-in-law.

"That's Mah .. anu .. I ..." Fitri looks very nervous, making Aunt Dina even more suspicious.

Somehow he felt Fitri was hiding something big from everyone, his feeling said like that.

"Why does your face look so nervous? Is something that's a negative thing?"

"It's not like that, Mah. I ..." Fitri really doesn't know what to say.

'Oh, die me! What am I supposed to say to Mama? What answer should I give him, so that he does not suspect?' batin Fitri is thinking about the right answer so that Aunt Dina does not feel suspicious.

While her in-laws are currently staring deeply at Fitri, when they see the nervousness in both of her daughter-in-law's eyes.

"Fitri, why are you quiet? Whatdoes thatmean? If you don't hide anything, you should be able to answer your questions?"

"That's Mah, actually I .. plan to give a surprise to Mas Haris. I want to buy his favorite sports bike. Because he really likes GP motorcycles, so I want to buy them" Fitri replied in a slightly nervous tone.

Aunt Dina was silent while staring narrowly at Fitri, making the woman even more nervous, even her hands were picking at the ends of clothes.

"Geez! Mama guess what? You shouldn't be nervous like that, baby. Mama supports it, after all what you say is true, Haris really likes the bike," said Aunt Dina while rubbing Fitri's shoulder.

The woman breathed a sigh of relief as it turned out that her in-laws believed her words. Then Auntie Dina left from there leaving Fitri who continued watching television.

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After arriving at the restaurant where she had made a deal with Harlris, Fitri went inside and it turned out that her husband was waiting.

"I'm sorry, honey, it's been a long wait, yes" said Fitri with spoiled as usual.

"No, for my wife even 1 year of waiting is no problem" replied Haris.

"Basic gumbal "

"I'm not dreadful, baby, seriously. Even if you want a long time, one or 2 years even years, I will still wait for you. As long as your love is for me. But as long as that love is gone and you betray me, let alone for a year, an hour or even 1 second I will leave you."

Hearing that Fitri was silent, she felt insinuated but there was guilt in her heart for betraying Haris.

Looking at his wife's composure, Haris chuckled, "Oh my goodness, honey, I'm just joking around. But what I said earlier is true, so never betray my love! Because I love you so much, and I wish we could age together."

Haris kissed Fitri's hand, while the woman simply smiled as she nodded her head.

He knows Haris is a good man, loves him sincerely, but unfortunately Fitri can never repay the man and he loves Darius more.

Indeed the woman entered into the life of Haris just because he wanted to be with Darius, because he did not want to lose Darius for a second timex and it turns out that the man also still loves him very much.

Before long the food came, and then they had lunch. But Fitri recalled Haris who invited him to lunch because there were things he wanted to talk about.

"Oh yeah baby, you said on the phone there was something to talk about. What's that about?" ask Fitri.

"Take the food, we'll talk!" Haris replied while chewing his food.

Fitri nodded her head, she was really very curious about what her husband would say, because somehow Fitri felt it was not a good thing.

'What is my guess, if this has anything to do with this morning? I hope it doesn't. May it be just my feeling, ' Inner Fitri guessed.

After lunch, Fitri is currently eating his favorite ice cream. She looked at her husband as well as Haris.

"So .." said Fitri hanging his words.

"So, honey, yesterday it was a few days ago I went to his office Brother Darius kept me finding a shoe belonging to a woman. But ... This morning I found the exact same shoes I saw in his room Brother Darius. Why are those shoes in your closet?" ask Haris carefully.

"Shoes? Mean you?" Fitri was pretending to be confused.

Though actually his heart is currently beating fast, like it will be dislodged from its place when he heard a question from Haris. How not? The shoes meant by Haris are the ones that almost caught them cheating.

'Stupid. Why until I don't hide those shoes. You know what it was like I threw away his shoes.' Inner Fitri cursed himself.

"Dear, sorry I didn't mean to accuse you. It's just, I feel astonished. Are those shoes you were given by Darius's brother, or--"

"This one is - there is. How could Darius give me shoes? After all, the shoes even though one brand but not only take out one, it will certainly be a lot of series Mas. Maybe Darius wanted to buy it for Amanda's mom, but it turned out to be the same." Fitri shrugged both of his shoulders.

"Yes, you're right. Indeed, at that time Darius said that he wanted to buy it for Amanda, but it did not fit and he said he wanted to be given to Kim Ma'am, so I was surprised how it could be in your closet?"

"That's it, maybe it's the same. These shoes are not just one. Do you think I'm playing with Mas Darius?" Fitri looked at Haris with a narrowed gaze.

He tries to corner the man so that Haris does not keep pressing about the shoes.

"Sorry baby, I didn't mean it that way. Sorry if my words offended you. Absolutely never thought, after all how could this beautiful wife of mine cheat with her own sister-in-law? Like I have no shame. After all, you are an educated woman, where you may become an actor in your own sister's household, and become a cheap woman. Moreover, that Darius is my real brother," Haris chuckled while shaking his head.

"Well, that's you know. Yes already, now we go to your office yuk! I haven't been in your office for a long time!" invite Fitri to shift the conversation so that Haris' mind is not fixed on it constantly.

The man smiled, then they moved from his seat after paying and went from there to Haris' office.

'God! Now that Mas Darius and I have to really play pretty, otherwise we'll get caught before we get the inheritance. I also do not want to live destitute.' Inner Fitri.

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