The Heart You Injured
Chapter 68. Whose Ex?

Dinda is still in a riveted mode when she sees a notification coming from M-banking on her phone. A notification in which there is money of six million into his personal account. Who else if not from the master. Believe it or not, but the nominal is what is on the screen of his phone. For Dinda himself, the salary given by Erlan was very much.

Dinda's behavior was cut short when she heard the footsteps of someone who entered the apartment. Dinda linked her gaze to the source of the voice and it turned out that the master came home at three in the afternoon like this.

"Well, sir's home yet?"

"Yes, six o'clock I have a dinner invitation with a relationship so I decided to go home early and get ready to go to the dinner."

"Oh, like that. Do I want to make you coffee or maybe tea, sir?"

Erlan shook her head. "No need, Din. Coincidentally before I came home, I was already tee-teaing in a store near the office." Erlan spread her gaze toward the corner. "Jenica left?"

"Yes Sir. Shortly after Mr. left, non-Jenica also left. He said he had business with his friend."

A rough breath sounded out from Erlan's lips. Again there was no figure of a wife who welcomed his return. Boro-boro dispelled the tiredness he felt all day by welcoming his arrival, showing that his nose was not done by his wife.

"Oh like that. All right, no problem."

Erlan swung her leg intending to enter her study. As usual, after returning from the office, he always took the time to stay in his personal space.

"Sorry sir, I'd like to ask you a question."

Erlan's footsteps that had been swayed, immediately stopped. He turned his body a little. "Yes, what do you want to ask?"

"Sir, is the salary that you gave me not wrong?"

"No, not so sir. The salary you give is just too much for me. Is it not wrong for you to give a salary?"

"Oh I think less." Erlan just shrugged her shoulders slightly and responded casually to Dinda's question. "No, I think that's nominally in line with your work. So far I'm satisfied with your work."

"But sir, I think that's too much. I think ...."

"Already, already, for me the nominal salary that I deserve to give you. So, you just enjoy."

Without wasting much time, Erlan again stepped foot into his study. Leave Dinda who can only look at the back of the master with a million flavors tucked in his chest.

Mr. Erlan is really a good man. All that is said by mbok Surti is true, that Mr. Erlan was indeed kind-hearted. It was fortunate that non-Jenica could be his wife. May all your good be avenged by Allah, sir.

Dinda could only monologue inwardly, admiring the kindness of her master. He did not expect if it would be in the work at the residence of a good man like Erlan. Dinda returned to the kitchen, continuing her unfinished work.

While in the workspace, Erlan still seemed to dissolve in his own mind. He stood behind a wide window while staring at the expanse of the afternoon sky above. Instantly his memory was fixed at the moment where he was going to make love to his wife this morning.

I saw some red marks on Jenica's nape and back. Just like a kissmark left by someone in my wife's body. And definitely not a kissmark from me. Did my wife fuck another lalaki last night? If it is true, who is this person?

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