The Passion of the Actor
Chapter 3

Raya's body stood rigidly in front of the gate of her house that was as high as an adult's chest. Stare hurt and hate in there.

Deep down, he did not want to, unwilling to return to this house, but Raya had no other choice. He had to keep going, survive between the two immoral humans.

Before his foot was on the floor of the house, Raya took a breath. Strengthened his heart and trained a fake smile on his face. Their betrayals and falsehoods must indeed be fought with falsehoods as well. Raya took a deep breath, then let out, regulating her heartbeat that was still rumbling violently.

It must not be easy to be ordinary, like nothing happened in front of them.

"Assalamualaikum, you know, Mas, is it home? is the clock at home?" tanya Raya who found her husband was sitting in the living room, competing with him when entering the house.

"Yes, Mas came home because he wasn't feeling well" said Dika softly with his smile. I swear, Raya is sick of seeing faces, especially those fake smiles. Shown how she praised, touching Lani's body with her lips.

"Have you gone home shopping? Buy what?" he continued, staring at the goodie bag in his hand.

Raya remembers the gift she prepared for her husband tomorrow. His heart was broken again. Their marriage, which had been considered sacred, was not so in Dika's assumption.

"Yes, Mas. It's." Already."

"Good," said Dika short.

"Mas alone at home? I'm making you some warm water, huh?" raya glanced towards the kitchen door. Strange, this is his house, they've lived here for years, but why was he so afraid today to step inside?

Raya, it is not you who commit adultery, then why do you feel afraid to meet the bitch?

"Oh, there's Lani! Maybe he was in his room," replied Dika potluck, maintaining his tone even though he did not dare to look towards Raya.

Hearing her name called, the seemingly new Lani was ready to take a bath, going outside, with a towel in her hand that she had made to dry her hair. "What's up, Raya? You lookingforme?"

Raya's anger and emotions ignited when she saw Lani. Accord's friend!

The girl even smiled innocently without feeling guilty to him. Lani's spoiled moans echoed back in her ears, until she subconsciously spoke in a slightly louder tone.

"You just had a shower? Hurry up and get home from the laundry?"

Royal blood boils, especially seeing Lani's wet hair, after sinning. He wanted to pull the woman's hair, to satisfy his heartache, but his fist only reached the side of his body.

The movement of Lani's hand that was rubbing her hair with a towel, hanging in the air. He was startled, not expecting the tone of Raya's voice that usually sounded gentle and friendly to him, as if it implied anger and hatred to that tone of voice.

"Y-yes. I'm coming home early. I recap, and leave Susi and Susan there. You why? How, angry kayak? What's pissing you off?" he said approaching Raya, trying to touch the girl's hand as if he cared.

Not until Lani's hand touched it, Raya had walked past Lani to make Lani a little flabbergasted. "I'm not papa, just a little tired after shopping. The problem is, pregnant women get tired quickly."

"Oh, yeah, you put the groceries in the fridge."

"Mas, what's so tacky, anyway? How, is he angry at me? I was told to be like a maid!" muttered Lani half-whispered, approaching towards Dika after confirming their distance was already far from the Kingdom.

"Patience, Honey. Do not take heart. Her pregnant mother may. Pregnant women in general are, right, so, sensitive," said Dika stroked the back of Lani's hand.

"Kok, you're gonna take him for granted, Mas?" lani's eyes bulged. He was ready to dismantle their forbidden relationship. Actually, that was his purpose. Lani is tired of playing stealth with Dika. She wanted to immediately become Dika's legitimate wife, so as to secure her position.

"I'm not defending him. Ah, just like this...." Dika turned around, picked up his phone located on the table, pressed a button that only he could see for himself, then finished.

"Already," he said pinching Lani's cheeks fatigued after a wiggle of looking towards their room, making sure things were safely under control.

"How much?" Lani's spoiled voice like this that makes Dika persimmon. Yes, certainly the main one, because Lani's sexy body and finesse swayed on the bed.

Lani can give Dika satisfaction. The woman knew how to satisfy Dika's weapon that had been playing with Raya only in standard style. Lani can make Dika float burn his passion.

"Enough to buy your new e-cigarette."

Lani smiled sweetly. Anger evaporates. It has been six months that she became the second nest of Dika's heirloom. During that time, Dika supported him with money and always spoiled him. He also does not need to bother at the laundry, because Dika has taken one more employee to replace Lani. Now he only served as a cashier there. "Thank you, Mom."

"But tonight, don't forget, Mas wants to style six nine again."

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Dinner was on the dinner table. Raya was arranging the dishes and when Dika appeared in the dining room, the woman had already scooped rice onto Dika's plate which pulled the chair and sat on the main seat.

"Where's lani? Why not eat?" ask Dika in a flat voice.

"Don't know, Mom. Let it. Maybe he's not hungry."

"It's all your fault. You may have offended him, in your loud voice when you spoke earlier. How are you, anyway? She's your best friend, not the maid in this house!" hardik Dika without looking at Raya, busy completing the plate with various food menus that have been presented at the table.

"Mas, how come you even belain him? I'm just asking him to bring groceries, put them in the fridge. If that's all he thinks I consider himself a maid, then what am I? Every day cooking, cleaning the house, and taking care of everything myself, what am I, Mas?" The emotion of the Kingdom is re-ignited. Dika could be more defending Lani until like that.

"Of course, I'm lazy to argue. The more days, the more unruly you become. My appetite is gone!" Dika pushed the chair and threw the spoon hard, and immediately left from there.

Raya's tears fell again, looking at her husband's back away from the porch. The cuisine she had prepared so hard for her husband, was not touched at all just because Lani was not coming to dinner.

"Is that how far your heart has gone, my dear?"