Sharing Love: The Forbidden Desire of My Husband
Let's Just Split Up

...Sometimes it is the circumstances that can make him survive or give up....

...~Almeera Azzelia Shanum...

...🌴🌴🌴...

After all the work is done. Bara immediately turned off his laptop and left his study. The time had already shown at six in the afternoon and made him want to get home soon. 

"Ren, let's go back!" bring Bara who just closed the door of his room. 

The figure called spontaneous standing. "Tumben is really hungry."

Reno, his best friend and secretary can certainly adjust himself. If at work, they will be formal. However, if it was just the two of them and at Bara's request, they would be relaxed.

"Yes. I have a promise with Meera." 

"Airra?" reiterate Reno can't believe it.

"Yes, Men. Why are you so shocked on your face?" 

"I was astonished. Tumben very much Lo take him out," said Reno as he spread his shoulders.

Bara sighed tiredly. He has not told anyone about his wife's nature. He doesn't want his household tempest to be known to everyone. To distract her best friend, she leaves Reno. 

"Gue go back, okay. Jan chatty!" 

"Basic Boss Laknat!" reno's shout that made Bara's laughter sound before the man disappeared behind the elevator.

Slowly the car started to walk away from the parking area. Breaking through the crowded streets to invite a tongue crack from Bara's lips. He looked at his watch which showed six o'clock more than forty-five minutes. Time is running out due to the heavy roads. 

The man tried to be patient. He occasionally glanced at the brown envelope placed in the passenger seat. It was the rest of his salary for Almeera and he would give it straight away.

Bara imagines when he gets home. He will be greeted by his wife's beautiful face. He will be greeted by a smile and his wife who is ready with her makeup. 

Although Bara realized during having children, his wife never dressed up. However, her beautiful face was undeniably still very tempting to all the men who saw her. Therefore, for tonight, Bara wants Almeera to dress up. After all, there is himself who will keep his wife from the sight of other men. 

After passing through traffic jams. Finally Bara's car started to enter the courtyard of the house. He immediately got out of there holding a briefcase after stuffing a brown envelope inside his bag. 

"Assalamualaikum," said Bara when he had just entered the house.

He immediately took off his shoes and put them in place. His eyes rolled and looked at the atmosphere of his current home. Until faintly, Bara heard a very familiar voice in her ear.

"Father!" bia shouted who saw the arrival of Bara.

The little boy was watching television with his brother. He immediately ran over and hugged the body of the papa tightly. Bara accepted it and she immediately carried her daughter with a happy face.

"Ahh Papa's son is getting bigger," Bara's seductress who makes Bia giggling. 

Somehow seeing her daughter's laughter made her tiredness disappear. Moreover, getting a hug from Bia, the problems in the office he slowly forgot. 

"What are you doing?" 

"Watch TV with Abang" said Bia pointing to the figure sitting behind the sofa right in front of the television.

"Did you?" reworked Bara who answered a nod of the head by Bia.

The man lowered his son from the sling and took his hand to approach his first son. 

"Abang," Bara said, glancing at a glance, and Abraham went back to watching television.

"What a polite fly!" the Bara that made Abraham cluck.

"Yes?" 

I let out a heavy breath. He did not want to get angry in front of his daughter. Bia is a sensitive child. If Bia heard anyone fighting, the little girl must have been scared. 

"Which mom?" tanya Bara distracted her.

"Mama's in the room, Papa." It was not the voice of Abraham. Except for the voice from Bia's little lips.  

"He's eating, "is he?" 

"It." 

Bia immediately returned beside the brother and sat quietly there. After that, Bara immediately stood up. He walked towards his room with a big smile. He can't wait to meet his wife. 

Bara thinks his wife must be in the room. He realized that a woman would linger for a long time to dress up. Before entering the room, he sighed softly. Prepare to see the beauty of his wife.

After it starts to calm down. Slowly he opened the door. His face was so bright with happiness. However, suddenly the smile disappeared upon seeing the dim state of the room lights. However, his brain was still trying to think positively. 

He circulated his gaze until he saw the figure he was looking for lying on the bed. Yes, Almeera, the wife he thought was getting ready was busy lying down. The hope that he rooftops high turned out to have crashed into the bottomless abyss.

His heart ached even deeply disappointed to see Almeera's behavior. His once submissive wife, began to turn into a dissident. He even seemed deaf to what he said. 

"Almeera," cried Bara walking closer. "You're okay, aren't you? Are you sick?" 

When Bara was about to touch his wife's forehead. Almeera distanced her body. She refused to have physical contact with her husband. 

"I'm fine" Almeera said quickly.

"Keep if you're all right. Why not get ready? Didn't I take you out to dinner and watch?" 

"I'm tired!" sahut Almeera with his flat face.

The words certainly made the emotions of Bara suddenly rise. He who is tired turns out to have disappointment from his wife. 

"What, Ra? Tired?" exclaim Bara did not think out. "I wish you were beautiful and ready to come out since the journey home. I'm the one who thinks we can cake first again. Apparently futile?" 

"Sorry." 

"I'm sorry?" Repeat the Bara by holding its pulsing head. "Why don't you appreciate me, Ra! Why?" 

"Because I'm not a good wife" Meera said, dropping her legs on the floor and standing up. 

"Don't use fabricated excuses, Ra. I don't take your excuses!" 

"Don't I ask you to take Narumi, the wife you love," Meera said.

"Meera!" The sound of the Bara rises. His breath goes up and down with his head beginning to be controlled by emotions. "I'm taking you, not someone else." 

"But I'm lazy!" 

Bara ruffled waist. He ceaselessly beristigfar in his heart so as not to be more overwhelmed with anger.

"Why have you changed, Ra? Where is my good Almeeraku, my submissive and cheerful Almeeraku. Where's my Almeer who always put her husband and son first." 

"He's gone missing without a trace. Almeera, who was gone" said Meera, with her head looking up, daring to look at her husband. 

"I'm sorry, Ra. I'm sorry, dear." 

"It's all my fault it's not your fault" Meera said with reddened eyes.

He hated himself who always relied on feelings. However, Almeera tried her hardest not to cry. 

"I'm sorry that I can't make you happy. Forgive my flaws that are unlike Narumi's. I'm sorry I wasn't as pretty as Narumi until I lost my husband whom I loved so much." 

"What! Don't say that, Ra."

"We better end our marriage" Almeera said, staring at Bara's face. 

"IT WILL NEVER AND WILL NEVER HAPPEN, RA!" Press down firmly.

"But our marriage relationship is not healthy" said Almeera with his shoulder.

"I'll never divorce you, Ra. Until then."

~Connected

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