Temptation Sexy Neighbors
The Hands of Others

He stared at the clock on the wall in his room. It's 12 o'clock at night. The big house he lived in felt so quiet. Fandi apparently didn't come home tonight. Fandi didn't even know Inggit fainted this afternoon. How to know, sending a message to England never. Inggit felt tired of having to keep begging for Fandi's attention, even though Inggit was Fandi's legitimate wife. Where is Fandi who said he used to love Inggit so much? It turns out that everything is fake. Want how else, everything has happened, the poor must continue to seek attention in front of the rich so that the rich want to glance at a little.

The next day Inggit gathered up all his courage. Inggit intends to go to Fandi's office. He must continue to approach Fandi and make him fall in love despite having to throw away the self-esteem he has. He ordered a taxi online and waited in front of the house until the taxi he booked arrived.

"Young, Inggit. How are you doing? Already healthy?" ask Dalvin who just finished running in the morning. Dalvin wears a sleeveless shirt with shorts. His burly arm muscles always fascinated Inggit. A thread of sweat was seen wetting Dalvin's shirt and forehead. It was sexy to see.

"Thank God be well, my dear."

"Thank God. Don't stress anymore, okay? You must take care of your health. Where you going? How neat is that?" dalvin asked while paying attention to the appearance of Inggit who looked beautiful.

"Yes, Mas. I'm going to Mas Fandi's office. Bring food and change of clothes" replied Inggit honestly.

"Well, it's lucky that your husband has a wife who is very considerate. He always ignores you and rarely comes home" Dalvin said.

Dalvin knows very well how the situation of the Inggit household. Dalvin secretly notices how Inggit is unhappy with his marriage and is always lonely because of Fandi's neglect. According to Dalvin, Fandi is a foolish man who wastes a wife as good as Inggit.

"Udah, Mas. It's still morning, don't start the lecture" Inggit replied. "My witness has arrived. I'll go first, Mas Dalvin!"

"Yes. Be careful on the road!" Dalvin waved his hand with a smile. In Dalvin's heart pray that Inggit's husband this time appreciates the effort that Inggit did.

The arrival of Inggit certainly made Fandi surprised. He did not expect that Inggit would come to his office. "Why did you suddenly come to my office without any news?" asked Fandi with an annoyed face.

"Sorry, Mas. I'm just worried about Mas Fandi's situation. Last night I didn't come home. I'm afraid Mas Fandi doesn't have a change of clothes, so I brought it for Mas." Inggit took out a paper bag containing a change of clothes and handed it to Fandi.

"I have a change of clothes, take it easy" said Fandi coldly. The origin of the paper bag giving inggit.

"Mas has breakfast yet? I brought you some food too. Want some breakfast now? Let me prepare," asked Inggit gently.

"No need. I'm full!" Fandi stood up and turned his back on Inggit. He did not want to see Inggit who would come to his office without permission. Fandi has tried to avoid Inggit by not going home, eh Inggit himself who came to his office.

Fandi thought, Inggit will come home soon after seeing his attitude that blatantly rejects him, apparently not. Fandi then pretended to stare at the scenery outside the multi-storey building owned by his company. Fandi was startled when Inggit suddenly hugged her from behind.

"What do you want?" asked Fandi coldly.

"I miss you, Mom. Why the hell is it that we go home tonight? Last night I didn't go home at all. Is it natural that I miss Mas Fandi?" inggit said with a tone made rather spoiled. Inggit watched the drama and practiced how to seduce her husband from the results of watching.

Fandi let go of Inggit's hand and turned around. "Why do you hug me all? You've come without permission and now hug me!"

"What are your rights? I've given you a monthly allowance. I've also given you a comfortable home to live in. What else is lacking?" ask Fandi with a little emotion.

"You are lacking, my. Ever since we got married, you haven't touched me. What the hell is my lack? If you say so, I will try to correct my shortcomings. We are husband and wife, Mas. Why won't you touch me at all?" urge Inggit.

Inggit approaches Fandi and touches her husband's handsome face. "What's wrong if I want to ask for my rights, Mom? My mom checks my pregnancy every month. How am I supposed to get pregnant if Mas never once had anything against me?"

Fandi brushed aside Inggit's hand violently. "Don't touch me!" said Fandi coldly.

"Why, Mas? Don't you like girls?"

"Don't you just talk!" cut Fandi.

"Then why won't you touch me? We're legitimate husband and wife, Mas. Halal for us touching each other." Inggit again approached Fandi who continued to keep his distance from Inggit.

"I don't want to. Go home, before we hurt more!" said Fandi coldly.

Inggit exhaled deeply and closed his eyes. Letting a circle of warm tears drip down her face that polished thin makeup. Wasted all his efforts today. Fandy refused. Fandi seemed disgusted at him.

"Am I not worthy of you, Mom? Didn't you say that you wanted to marry me because you love me, Mas?" Inggit opened his eyes again and looked at Fandi with his sad eyes. Inggit felt the insults from Fandi's attitude that rejected him blatantly.

"Have it, don't talk about the unimportant, let alone about love. Go home! I'm not going home tonight, don't wait for me! One more thing, no need to bring me a change of clothes. I can buy it at the Mall directly!" Fandi went back to his desk and ignored Inggit.

Fandi doesn't care about Inggit at all. Inggit's tears didn't look at all. Inggit also left Fandi's office carrying feelings of humiliation and deep heartache.

I kept crying on the way home. Her angry heart had been treated like a despicable person by her own husband.

When he got off the taxi with tears that could not stop dripping, there was a neighbor next to his house who greeted him kindly. "Hi Inggit, you why? How do you cry? Who hurt you?"

The cry of Inggit grew louder. When a hand hits his hand, another hand reaches out to Inggit.

"Mas Dalvin, huaaaa ...."

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