The Injured
Imitation Gems

Actually Radit is only close to a woman, has not reached a deeper level. Just often meet and talk. He is also still sane and his love for Echa is huge. Especially when his children seem to know what their father did with other women. Even if only walk together and talk.

However, the woman's heart was very sensitive. What her husband did would have been sniffed. Same with Echa. When he felt that there was an awkwardness, he chose to complain to the in-laws. Luckily Echa has in-laws who love her very much. Addhitma finds out everything and what Echa feels is awkward is evident. From there Addhitama began to be firm and protect his daughter-in-law wholeheartedly.

"You don't worry. If your husband is being stupid. You will be the one who will defend Papih with all the abilities of Papih."

That is why Echa chose to be quiet because her husband was only close. She also knew that her husband was still keeping his distance from her. Amazingly Echa, he was able to behave normally in front of his family until they all did not know the problem Echa was facing.

One month after Radit decided to change his phone, he was getting spoiled for his wife. Don't want to be away from his wife for a second.

"Couth, yeah. I want to be accompanied by you" Radit pinta very spoiled.

"I have an important meeting, Ay."

Echa is still focused on her face because she is wearing skincare during the day before the move.

"Go straight to my office. I'll have the driver pick you up" Radit said.

A rough sigh escaped from Echa's mouth. He looked at Radit with a panted look.

"You're not alone. This woman"

Radit silenced Echa's lips with his. Gentle pecking of the wife's sweet lips.

"I'm no longer in touch with him, honey. Your phone is also connected to my green messaging app. All chats that come in or out of my phone can definitely be monitored," Radit said.

"It's just in the online world. I don't know how you're in the real world working together" Echa replied.

Women are historians. No matter how small a mistake a man makes, he will remember until he closes his eyes. Rough breaths came out of Radit's mouth. His wife's mouth was indeed forgiving, but not with her heart that still held a hint of grudge.

"Dear, please! I want to enjoy this day both of you in the office."

"I'll do it."

Hearing the answer of the wife who was very thin made Radit give up.

"In that case, I'll come with you. After the meeting you accompany me until the afternoon at the office." Echa just shook her head at the husband's words.

"As you are" said Echa.

Radit realized his words. He waited for his wife to meet until it was over. He smiled when he saw that his wife had left the meeting room. Radit stood up and went to him.

"It's over?" Echa nodded with a slightly grim face.

Radit clasped Echa's hand and took her out of the branch. Echa's forehead shrinks when Radit's car isn't headed for his office.

"Where are we going, Ay?" Radit just smiled and gently rubbed his wife's hair.

"You'll know later."

The car stopped at an ice cream shop they hadn't been to for a long time. Radit continued to hold Echa's hand and took her to sit by the window after ordering their favorite ice cream.

"Why?"

"I know you're angry with me. I know you can't forgive me yet, but when you're feeling tired. Make my shoulder a place to lean on for all your problems" he said.

Echa just fell silent, there was nothing in return from him. Radit grabbed Echa's waist and placed Echa's head gently on Radit's shoulder.

"I miss this, really," said Radit.

It's not just Radit who misses moments like this. Echa feels the same way. Without Echa realizing it, her hands were coiled around Radit's waist. The husband closed his eyes for a moment. Feeling a really warm embrace.

"I'm not going to waste you, honey. I promise." A warm kiss on the tip of Evha Radit's head.

The order they ordered was already on the table. However, Echa's forehead shriveled when she saw only one ice cream that her husband ordered.

"Make you?" Radit just smiled.

"I'm not here to enjoy ice cream, but to enjoy the beauty of your face, dear." Radit's hand rubbed his wife's cheek gently.

Radit looked at Echa with a deep sense of guilt. A very deep regret. He had almost wasted a precious and rare gem.

"You?"

The noisy spoon of ice cream was already in front of Radit's mouth. He smiled and opened his mouth. The sweetness of the ice cream beats the sweetness of his wife's face.

"Get me in the office, yeah, until the afternoon." Echa agreed.

After finishing eating ice cream, Radit revives the car engine and will head to his office.

"Would you stop by for more food?" ask Radit. Echa shaking.

"I'm full."

In the office, Radit and Echa walk hand in hand. The two of them boarded the elevator where Radit's room was. Many times Echa exhales violently. This was the first time he would meet a woman who had almost ruined his household.

When they got out of the elevator, Echa's steps felt heavy to step on. Radit understands this. He was silent for a moment. Warm kiss Radit gives on Echa's forehead.

"I know how you feel" Radit added. Echa is still silent.

The two of them continued walking until Echa's steps were slightly dragged when a beautiful woman was sitting in front of the husband's room. Yes, she's the husband's secretary. Her name is Renita, that's how Echa got the info.

Echa saw clearly that the secretary of her husband was smiling sweetly at Radit. She did not want to see her husband's reaction. As Echa and Radit approached, the woman's smile faded. Moreover, Radit continued to hold Echa's hand very possessively. Also Echa's appearance is simple, but classy. Signifying she's not a woman. Renita's greeting was answered only by a nod by Radit. There's no expression.

Renita was still silent in her pain. The man who almost fell into his hands, turned out to have a wife who was not comparable to him.

"You can see what my son's wife looks like."

The voice of someone made Renita flinch. He looked down deeply when he saw Raditya Addhitama's father in front of him.

"She's a classy lady, respectable too. Letting go of my son is not the end of his life, but I am sure my son will end his life by wasting the precious gems he has held for the sake of imitation gems."

"The best imitation gems are still CHEAP. Inversely with real gems."

Jamb.