Temptation Sexy Neighbors
Refusal

Fandi looks very angry to see his wife Inggit laughing happily with other men in his house. He was familiar with the man, his next door neighbor who always acted pretentious every time he saw Inggit. Radar misgivings in him detect if anyone wants to take Inggit from his side, of course Fandi will not let that happen. Although Fandi does not love him, Inggit is his wife, his. Fandi couldn't accept that another man was after his own wife.

"Heh, you! Why did you enter the house of a woman who already had a husband? It's rude, it has no ethics!" asked Fandi while pointing towards Dalvin with a gaze full of anger.

"I'm the one who let Mas Dalvin in. We're at work. Mas Dalvin is helping me photograph my work. Now we're doing a photo shoot, Mas" Inggit replied before Dalvin answered Fandi's question.

"At the house of someone's wife? In a state of no husband? Where's your manners and common sense, man? This is my house, you have no right to enter my house at will!" Fandi ignores Inggit's explanation and continues to fend for Dalvin. Fandi's tone of voice sounded so trivial Dalvin.

"We're at work, doesn't it matter?" reply Dalvin casually. Dalvin held the camera around his neck as he felt his work was done.

"Dude, use his brain dong. If I report to RT, you'll have a problem. Why try you alone at someone's wife's house? Wanna cheat? Go there! You have no ethics!" Fandi walked over to Dalvin while saying his best.

Dalvin was about to reply to Fandi's words but Inggit quickly held him back. Inggit did not want to have a commotion at his house. "Sorry Mas Dalvin, I think our shooting session this time is enough. Dalvin better just go home, let me take care of the problem here."

"Seriously it's okay?" dalvin asked with a worried look.

Fandi saw how Dalvin looked at Inggit. A worried look was like a lover worrying about his own lover. Dislike in him. He did not accept that he was treated that way by other men. Inggit is his wife, his!

"What's wrong, Mas Dalvin take it easy. Thank you for your help today. Hopefully there is good news from the results of our hard work today." Inggit smiled and helped Dalvin clean up his things.

Dalvin won't force Inggit. He also did not want Inggit more involved in the problem of defending him. Dalvin relented, he brought his photography equipment. He passed by Fandi and gave a hostile look that was not hidden at all. Dalvin doesn't like Fandi. A foolish man who has wasted a wife as good as Inggit.

After Dalvin left, Fandi approached Inggit and blocked his wrist. "Aw, it hurts, Mas!"

"Who is he? What is your relationship with him? You're cheating on her?" cecar Fandi's.

"Please put my hand!" inggit replied while enduring the pain. Fandi's hand grip weakened but left a pain that still Inggit felt.

"Who is he? How close are you to her?" ask Fandi again.

"He's our neighbor. You already know, don't you? We like to meet while jogging. Wh why? Mas don't like it? Never mind, Mom, don't be so damn concerned. Usually, I don't care if I get hit even though. Don't act like a husband who cares about his wife, Mas don't fit to behave like that!" After saying that with a sharp word, Inggit tidied up his artwork and put it in a room that Inggit deliberately used to store his art.

Fandi couldn't accept Inggit saying that to her. He followed Inggit and replied to his words. "It's only natural that you don't like it. You're still a legitimate wife, Mas. You talk so loud as if you don't care about you at all. I care, Git. The proof is that Mas invites you to move so as not to be urged by Mama continues. They always meet your needs. Don't you say as if Mas is an irresponsible husband to his own wife" Fandi replied.

Inggit stopped his activities and turned to look at Fandi who had been not far from him since. "Oh yeah? So that I am not urged to be with Mama Olla or so that the secret of Mas who never fucked me was not revealed by Mama? Yes you gave me a material living, what about an inner living? Don't say as if you care about me when in fact you are indifferent. Your acting is not good, Mas!"

Inggit's anger doesn't just go away. Inggit back to work. Fandi's clothes that he had washed and ironed, he left in the laundry room. Not put in the closet. As a result, Fandi began to be confused to find the goods his needs.

"Git, where are my socks, where aren't they in the closet?"

"Git, where's my black shirt?"

"Git, where'd you put my gray pants?"

Inggit didn't answer Fandi's question. He paints and covers his ears with earphones. Inggit is also still carrying out his angry actions by not cooking for Fandi.

"Aren't you cooking anymore, Git? I'm hungry!" Fandi held onto her stomach while looking at Inggit with a hearty look.

"Online agents only," replied Inggit coldly and passed by Fandi just like that.

Fandi looked at Inggit's back with a different look. He felt Inggit really changed and the change of Inggit was very disturbing him.

Even in the office, Fandi did not concentrate on working. He thought of Inggit who ignored him and never took care of him again as usual. There was fear in Fandi. What if Inggit goes with their handsome new neighbor? What if Inggit falls in love and prefers that damn neighbor over him?

"The egg can't go. I have to take Inggit's heart. Don't let him choose to leave by my side for the sake of that man! I'm not gonna let that fucking neighbor take my wife!" determination Fandi.

Fandi began to change his attitude. Fandi hopes his change of attitude will melt the anger in Inggit. Fandi came home to bring food for them to eat together. "Git, let's eat together! I bought some food!" take Fandi with a big smile.

Inggit glanced at the dining table and rejected Fandi. "Thank you, Mum. I'm still full."

"Darling dong food. If you don't eat, you'll be redundant. Let's eat together?" bujuk Fandi, the thing that for 3 years of marriage never Inggit heard.

"I'm still full. Just spend it." Inggit then went into his room and left Fandi who was rejected again.

Fandi scratched his non-itchy head. "Huf ... How do I make Inggit not mad at me anymore?"

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