Sharing Love: Love Me Once Only
Of jealousy?

“Why can you be here?”, Dirga smiled looking at Gita's surprised face.

“Do I bother you?!", instead of answering, Dirga asked back

Gita looked a little suspiciously at her boss, this park was far from where she lived. It's impossible by chance that Dirga is here, right?.

“You haven't answered my question!”, ask Gita again

“I happen to pass!”, replied Dirga casually. The man was pouring mineral water on

The Gita.

"Your reason is absurd!", he answered, receiving Dirga's water and drinking it

“You're thinking something?”, guess Dirga

“What does it look like?”, asked Gita back

“Not really, you're more likely to be holding back sleepiness. Have you been up all night?”,

“Hm, a lot of mosquitoes in my house. So I can't sleep!”, that beautiful woman's alibi

“This luxurious complex has many mosquitoes?. Oh, naughty mosquitoes you mean?. Like the sound of two lovebirds so?!”, Dirga seductive, Gita grunted annoyed, how could Dirga immediately understand the meaning of his words.

“Already, why even discuss mosquitoes!, I will go home now!”, said Gita and stood up

“You don't want to accompany me somewhere?”, bargain Dirga

“Sorry, today I want to enjoy my day off. Next time yes!”, push it fine, Dirga

nod and let the woman go.

Without them noticing, Danar looked at them from his car. The man just

taking Tari to the airport, while passing through the complex park, he accidentally saw

Gita and Dirga together. For some reason, but Danar did not like to see their closeness. The man grabbed the steering wheel and drove back to his car.

****

Gita walked leisurely into her house. In his hand there is chicken porridge that he just bought near the park earlier. The girl went straight to the kitchen for breakfast, her stomach started to protest. After putting her breakfast on the plate, Gita ate her breakfast voraciously.

“Why don't you bring your affair here!”, cynical Danar

“Thank you for giving me permission, next time I will bring it here!”, replied Gita

relax while continuing to eat his breakfast

Danar growled in annoyance,

“If you dare to do so, I will drag you out of the house!”, he threatened

Gita stared at Danar cynically,

“In addition to not having a heart, you are also a wishy-washy man. Are you not the one yourself

told me to bring him here. Why are you angry now!”, replied Gita

“This is my house and you're my wife. Never bring another man into the house

it's!”, Gita laughs lightly

“Now you acknowledge me as your wife?”, Danar freezes, he just realized her words, “Isn't your wife just

one?”, the man is back in silence

“Wife?. Why does it feel like that word doesn't deserve me. My husband remarried secretly, even his attitude was so cold and indifferent to me. Am I worthy of being called a wife?. I am indeed a wife, but it is only limited to status!”, continued Gita sad

The woman left Danar still frozen. Danar himself was also confused, why he was acting that way to Gita. Could he be starting to sympathize or even

having feelings for his first wife?, no, his love is only for Dance, only a Dance.

Danar stared at the empty dining table, his stomach hungry and there was nothing to

eaten. Since he left early in the morning, he had not had time to eat breakfast.

His feet were walking towards Gita's room, his hands were knocking on his first wife's door. He seemed to forget that they had just argued.

“What's the matter?”, Danar gulps when he sees Gita who only wears a tanktop and

hotpan. Her body looks so smooth and seductive.

“I'm hungry!”, he said slowly

Gita went back into her room, a few minutes later, she came out with a more closed house shirt. The beautiful woman walked towards the kitchen regardless of Danar who was still staring at her.

Gita deftly took some groceries from the refrigerator. He sliced onions and other ingredients. Danar just observes what Gita does, without

he realized the man was raising his lips. His heart began to warm, he felt like a husband waiting for his wife's cooking. Hahz isn't that. Gita was also his wife, apart from whom he never considered her a wife. Gita is different from Tari, she is good at everything including cooking. Dance alone never cooks for her, because all this time they always enjoy Gita cuisine. Even lunch is always Dance between not his own cuisine, but ordering from a restaurant

their favorite.

After a few minutes, there are two favorite menus Danar. Sob ribs beef and chicken seasoning

Balinese. Gita arranged it on the plate and prepared it at the dinner table. Don't forget the Gita

she also prepared rice for her husband.

Danar kept staring at Gita who was taking rice and side dishes for her.

“Segini enough?”, asked Gita while giving the food to her sum

“Quite, thank you!”, Danar ate his food voraciously. Gita was about to leave the kitchen, but the man prevented her

“Company me eat!”, Gita just nods and sits at the dinner table. The woman was silent, occasionally glancing at Danar who was voraciously eating her cooking. His heart was delighted that Danar was eating voraciously. If only their relationship like most people, of course Gita will be very happy.

****

“You've been waiting a long time dear,?”, asked the middle-aged man who came along with a woman.

“Papa, mom, I miss you guys!”, Dance hugs those who turned out to be her parents.

“Not her mom just came home to visit you. He even left papa alone these few days!”, complained the middle-aged man

“Hahahah, papa can't live without this flirtatious woman!”, Tari's taunts make Tania glare

“Already, we should eat first. After that, we will discuss the design

your boutique!”, they go together happily.

Not a woman like Tari told her husband. Apparently, the architect

Dance is her own father. More precisely, a stepfather who loved and loved her like a real child.

****

Four days passed and four days Gita prepared Danar's needs. Relationship

they cannot be said to be progressing. But Danar is no more

it's as cold as it was on the Gita. The man even always happily accepts when Gita takes food for him. Like tonight, they're having dinner together.

“You want to add more mas?”, bargain Gita

“Bby!”, he answered while giving away his plate

Without them noticing, behind them stood a woman who looked at them with annoyance. He squeezed the suitcase he was holding.

Brazen, brave woman approached my husband when I was not around. Cih, don't expect me to let that happen. Until whenever, Danar mas is only mine. Say it in the heart.

“Honey, I'm home!”,

Deg

Danar froze, he stopped eating and turned and looked at Tari who was smiling towards him. But not a sweet smile as usual, but a smile that signifies dislike. Danar was a little misbehaved, was Tari long behind him. Did he see everything?. Not wanting to add to the increasingly chaotic atmosphere, Danar immediately stood up and approached his second wife.

“You're home, baby?. Why didn't you tell me?. I will be able to pick you up at the airport!”, Danar said as he led his wife to sit down.

Dance looked at Gita in annoyance. He wanted to scratch and grab women

who became his rival.

“I just want to surprise you. But it seems like I was the one who was made surprised!”,

Danar immediately looked at Dari anxiously

“It's not what you think, baby. Gita's just preparing dinner

for me, and ...,!”

“No problem honey, I believe nothing happened between you. Besides, you can't betray my love!”, Dari smiled mockingly at Gita

“Of course. Em, have you eaten?. Let's eat together!”, take Danar but Tari shook her head

“I've eaten baby. You're done eating, right?, let's go to the room, I miss you so much!”,

Danar immediately welcomed his second wife's invitation. The man just passed by without

remembering Gita. Again Gita had to resist disappointment, she smiled wryly. What did he expect?. After all, everything will never change.

The two lovebirds are now in the room. Dance pushed her husband rough. He stared mischievously. Honestly, Danar misses his wife's wild behavior. Dance can always drive him crazy.

“I miss you so much!”, he said spoiled

Danar wasted no time. He pulled the slender waist of his beautiful wife and kissed her favorite opium lips.

The house was again filled with passionate voices and ****** which sounded out to each other. They shared sweat and spent such a long night. While one other occupant must hold his heart scream.

****

As usual, Gita's been at the dinner table this morning. He was enjoying breakfast

his toast. Danar came soon, but alone. The man sat down and took a loaf of bread not forgetting to rub chocolate jam on it.

“Honey!”, Dance comes with her sexy nightgown. Don't forget the cleavage

it is almost visible. Also some red marks on his neck and chest.

“You are not ready?”, asked Danar

“I feel so tired. It's been a few days that my body feels uncomfortable!”, Danar stood up and checked his wife's forehead

“Not hot!”, Danar said staring at his heart lover

Gita's chest rumbled, her premonition saying that her honey was not an ordinary pain.

“We should check with the doctor!”, Danar said worriedly

“No need darling. Actually, there is something I want to tell you!”, obviously the sexy woman

“What's the matter?”, asked Danar curiously

Dance glanced at Gita who also glanced at her. The woman smiled meaningfully

“I ..., pregnant!!"

Deg