The End of a Marriage

The End of a Marriage
1. Dark Relationships


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My name is Sania Fortunata, commonly called Sania. I am a twenty-eight year old woman while my husband Dirga is thirty-two years old. Our marriage has been going on for eight years. Married to Mas Dirga really makes me very happy let alone happiness that increased when two weeks after marriage I tested positive for pregnancy.


I'm pregnant with a daughter and she's seven years old.


Undergoing the housewife with Dirga mas for eight years is really fun, especially Dirga mas is a husband who has a good attitude, attention and compassion for me and our children.


But all that changed since the arrival of Mawar, my half-brother who came from the village. Rose and I often meet, even almost three times a week. Every time he met her, Roses always told or complained about her household problems. According to Mawar, he often quarreled with his husband because of the economic conditions that were morat marit increasingly day. Rose's husband named Arif was indeed a few months ago affected by a disaster that resulted in his leg broken and declared temporarily paralyzed.


As a big brother despite being a half-sister, I try to help as much as possible. I suggested Rose to work alone in my husband's company who happened to be looking for employees.


The initial rose refused, because he thought that if he worked in my husband's company the distance from his home was very far.


Without thinking bad, I just asked Roses to stay in my house for a while. And when I told Dirga everything, Dirga did not mind if the Rose lived in our house. Even Dirga asked that Roses immediately work in his company. Replacing employees who have recently resigned.


Six months passed after the Rose worked in my husband's company and lived in our house. I have never suspected the Rose. My step-sister was very friendly and very fond of my son named Lalita. Even at home, roses are very diligent. Almost all of her homework was done, even though I forbade it. Well, eight years married to Dirga mas, we never once used Art energy.


Like this morning, as usual we will have breakfast together. Seemed calm, there was no strangeness in my husband, my step sister. In front of me they behave like a sister-in-law and sister-in-law.


After breakfast, Dirga immediately say goodbye to me and Lalita as well. As usual, Dirga would kiss my forehead before leaving.


"Mas, go first baby!" tell me Dirga.


"The rose also goes first, brother!" keep Roses.


Well, Dirga and Rose's every work will go together in one car.


After they left, I immediately prepared to take my daughter to school. Sometimes I drive my daughter because the distance from my daughter's school is different from the way to my husband's office. I also want to shop weekly because I see the stock in the kitchen is running out.


POV Dirga's.


While this hand was driving, it occasionally glanced at the Rose sitting beside me. I don't know what the reason is, the rose this time just silence without a word. Even I who was so curious asked him.


The rose then turned to look at me with an annoyed look. I wonder what exactly is it?


"Don't know why when I see you kiss the Rose's forehead, I feel jealous." Say it flat.


I just smiled in response. Then I told him that it had become a habit of mine since Sania and I were dating.


But still, the rose did not seem to accept what I said. Even the ten-year-old woman threatened me if I kept doing that then she would end our affair.


Well, unbeknownst to anyone even my own wife, I did have an affair with the Rose. Ever since the Rose lived in my house, I somehow fell in love with my own sister-in-law. Her sexy body and her tiny body size really make my lustful desire revolted as if to desecrate it.


Like a flower that has just bloomed, but it has been picked by people, that is what deserves the name of my sister-in-law. Even though she has a husband and is not a virgin anymore, but her body is still very good. Not like my wife, Sania. Sania's body used to be very good as a Spanish guitar, but since she gave birth to our son Lalita, the body has changed drastically. Like an elephant going to have a baby. I thought it might be because of the effect of the Pill being used.


But even so I love my own wife very much. After all, he was the one who accompanied me from Zero until I became successful until now.


After asking him to understand me, the Roses finally complied. I rubbed the Rose's head and then I rested his head on my shoulder. I give this gentle way so that the mood of the Rose is a little calm.


Before long the car that was driven with the Rose was even in trouble. I rushed down and opened the car door for the Rose. After that, we walked side by side to the elevator. While waiting for the elevator door to open, Aldi suddenly stood right beside me. Aldi is my best friend and my right hand.


"So good," said Aldi teasingly as he saw my hand clutching the hand of the Rose. I was shocked to just let go.


"You're just surprised!" I said divert the conversation.


The elevator doors opened and the three of us went inside. In the elevator I immediately discussed the work with Aldi. Because I didn't want him to respond to what he just saw.


Out of the elevator, Rose and I separated. Aldi and I went to my room, while Rose went to her room.


Sania POV.


I have arrived in front of my son's school. I rushed down and opened the car door for Lalita. Before entering the school, do not forget Lalita say goodbye to me. Until my son's back was not seen, then I went back into the car and rushed to the nearest Mall.


It has become my habit to go shopping to the mall by myself because lately dirga mas is always busy if invited. I don't mind myself, as long as he's really busy.


Arriving at the Mall, I got out of the car and went straight inside. Don't forget I took the trolley first for my groceries later. I kept walking while pushing the trolley and arrived at me in vegetable products, and fruits.


Just as I was about to pick vegetables, suddenly a female voice called out to me.


I get the direction of the source of the sound which is none other than the voice of my own friend named Rani. I don't know what a dream it's a coincidence that I met him, friends who haven't seen each other for a long time.