The Fruit of the Heart for my Friend
A miss?

This morning Andika was really very sweet, even when she got into the car she even pulled my body and sat me on her lap.

Without a doubt he reunited our lips, the lips that felt warm and wet seemed to merge into one in a pleasure that seemed to provoke desire.

"Have not been fishing, mending you go!" I said after the pageant we were released.

"Yes, take care of yourself." Andika kisses my forehead lovingly.

After that, I immediately got down from Andika's car. Then, I waved my hand as she started to drive forward her car.

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Ever since that day I never saw Andika again, nor did she ever meet me in the luxurious apartment she gave me.

I also never tried to meet him, I never even chatted or called the man who had become my husband.

Since I had forgotten to ask for her phone number, there was a sense of disappointment that burst into my heart. Because he never came at all.

But there is also pleasure. Because that means I don't have to serve my best friend who is now my husband, even though sometimes I miss his gentle touch.

However, on the one hand I also feel happy because it means that if one day I part with my husband, there will be no dependence and there will be no unwillingness to let go, hopefully.

Sometimes you will ask me where the man who married you is. However, I can only answer if Andika's mas might be busy.

He was busy with his job, he was busy taking care of his wife who had done the uterus removal surgery. Maybe Andika is also busy taking care of his wife.

Two weeks have passed, two weeks have I not met my husband. My husband, I want to laugh if I say that.

Should I call myself my husband? Because in reality I married a married man.

A miss?

Of course I feel a longing for the man I loved so long ago, even he took my virginity, my crown.

However, I must immediately dismiss that longing. I'm afraid I'll get sick because I think too much about him.

Besides today there was an important meeting with a client, I had to join a meeting with Mr. Jaka at one of the hotels not far from where I work.

Actually I find it strange, why the client this time asked to meet at the hotel. Not good impressed, I think.

However, Mr. Jaka said that the hotel was owned by our client. He was in charge of the hotel and could not leave because there were still many tasks to be done there.

Mr. Jaka just said, this is a big project. We have to obey what the client said, because if this project is loose then the big profits that are in sight could be released.

"Oh my God, from after dawn you bengong mulu anyway, brother! I don't have a lot of thoughts, breakfast. After that you left, afraid you were fired because of the bengong mulu," said Adisha who suddenly came and patted my round quite hard.

I was really shocked to get such treatment from Adisha, it might be true she said, if I daydreamed too much. So that it made me not realize the arrival of my beloved sister into my room.

However, no matter what he behaves like, I cannot say anything. Because my sister was always like that, but her heart was so kind.

"Yes, I'm ready. Breakfast, and then it went. Oh, yeah, are you okay?" my many.

I feel very lucky because Adisha lately is not so much work, she can even go home on time.

"Yet, Mom's condition is better. He looked healthier, even he had started to be able to walk on his own. If he wants anything, he will take it himself" replied Adisha.

I can really breathe a sigh of relief with what Adisha said, because it turns out that the mother's spirit to heal is very good, so that she can heal even if not completely.

Although I know very well if the age of the mother may not be long anymore, because the doctor also said that the mother will only be able to extend the time alone.

However, the disease continues to grow. Because of the disease that the mother suffered can no longer be cured. Brain cancer that the mother suffered is late stage.

One thing I want to do for my mom, the rest of her age I want to make my mom happy. It seems I have to rearrange my work schedule, so I can spend a lot of time with mom.

Or maybe I have to make up for my busy Saturday and Sunday to take my mom for a walk, so she can feel happiness. Although there is not much time I can give.

Actually I could have stopped working, because with that would be a lot of time I give to mom.

Because the money given by Andika alone is very large, but I can not rely on that alone.

If later I had separated from Andika, I would have needed a lot of money for me and my mother.

"Thank God, let's have breakfast. Same with my mom, too" I said.

"Yes, I've been waiting since in the dining room. He's hungry, you've been bengong mulu from earlier. Mouthful man thought!" adisha said as she left my room.

I could only round my eyes with disbelief within me, she could have said that to me.

Although Andika is a husband of people, but she is also my husband. Yeah, although no one knows if I'm his wife.

I'd love to chim in on what Adisha said, but I think it will only make a long list of debates.

Finally I decided to shut up and immediately get out of my room, then I immediately stepped foot into the dining room where there was a mother and also Adisha who was now sitting with a henchman.

"Breakfast first, honey. He said today there's going to be a lot of work" Mother said.

"Yes, after the meeting is over. I'm going straight to the field to check the location" I said.

"Then have a lot of breakfast, let's not get sick" said Mother.

"Yes, Mom." Without saying much more, I ended up going to breakfast with my mother and Adisha.

There was no serious chat between the three of us, only occasionally Adisha teased me. My sister was so happy to tease me.

"Inget, work the right way. Don't look at people's husbands anymore" Adisha said as she ran.

"Astagfirullah, the boy's mouth!"

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