The Betrayals

The Betrayals
Man in a long conversation


I don't know how long they chatted together, spent time talking about the past and talking about the future, where Dru kept hugging Tiffany, letting her into his arms, drown yourself until drowsiness creeps in.


dru's right palm slowly stroked Tiffany's back, allowing himself to continue to comfort her, they still talk about some things until finally he can see the eyes of the wife slowly began to dim carried by time.


"Are you sure I'm just a housewife and I don't go to the company?"


When Tiffany asked that question, Dru could see Tiffany's eyeballs began to dim, like a light bulb that only 5 Watts left.


"He em, just focus at home, sit sweetly and serve me and the children of God if it has come the windfall"


Dru spoke softly, looking up at Tiffany who started to move her cheeks to Dru's chest, she squirmed like a kitten who had found her most comfortable home.


"Hmmm so too. good"


When Tiffany said that, to be honest, she was already between her conscious and her not, no longer focused on their conversation, her eyes were sleepy as Dru continued to gently massage her back while rubbing her like a mother rubbing their children's backs while wanting to sleep.


The man was able to make her drown so deeply, forget the nightmare that disturbed him earlier and now slowly want to fall asleep again after a long chat that occurred between them.


the yawning time and time again was finally able to deliver her to her dream world once again.


Dru who saw his wife begin to close his eyeballs instantly stumbled on his smile, staring at Tiffany's expression which was now increasingly immersed in his sleep.


He let his wife completely drown in her sleep, waited long enough and confirmed if Tiffany had really entered into his dreamland


"Tiff?"


One call with no response at all.


"Tiff?"


Both times he tried to build the woman, and Tiffany did not respond, make Dru sure if the wife really has drowned into his sleep and may have entered into the most beautiful dreamland.


The man slowly restores his wife's position, letting Tiffany lie on her cushioned pillow where Dru begins to shift her arms and chest.


after confirming that Tiffany had drowned on her predominately white padded pillow, the man slowly kissed her gently on the forehead and lips alternately, long enough to finally let go of the kiss, then slowly with a very careful movement Dru chose to come down from the top of his mattress and inching from there.


He slowly grabbed his phone, moved towards the veranda of the room, trying to contact someone on the other end.


Long enough the call happened, until finally the call was connected and the voice of someone was heard across there.


"Hello?"


Dru spoke while closing the door of his room terrace.


"Tell me, how's Jessica doing?"


And he started talking straight to the point.