The Story of an Injured Wife
Mom stole?

Seeing Damar can be cruel, of course Miho's feelings become flowery. That's what he wanted. With that, it means that Damar doesn't want to lose himself.

"My beauty is my main asset to conquer the world. Tear down the heart of the richest man in the world even though I believe I can. Mas Damar, I love your style!" Miho is darkening.

God did give Miho the advantages of natural beauty that is above average. But Miho used it for evil deeds.

After that, the two of them dinner together on the beach. Sleeping together in a luxurious room. Until many times already Damar and Miho have intercourse.

***

The next day, Yaya was having her own breakfast. To get rid of her loneliness, Yaya had contacted Sera's mother this morning. Mama Sera will stay for the next few days, accompanying her during Damar's overseas duty.

I don't know why I don't feel so much appetite. I want to get to the office and I hope Miho is there. That woman's voice last night, hopefully not that of Miho, my best friend.

Mom finally got home. I immediately greeted him and took him some rice and side dishes for him to eat breakfast. But mom said she had breakfast at home and she was full.

"How are you doing, son? We're going to mama yuk's little boutique later this afternoon?"

"By ma. But, I want to go to Mas Damar's office first ma."

"Why are you going there, son?"

Mama Sera started sitting on the chair.

"You look for Miho ma,"

"Who the hell?" ask Mama Sera while taking a drink.

"My best friend. Gini, yesterday said Mas Damar he went to Japan but Miho did not come. Uh last night, when me and Damar were again video calling, I heard Miho's voice. I am confused ma. I'm afraid Damar's lying to me again."

"Judek. We will go together later. If you're not in the office, fix him cheating on you with your fucking husband!"

"Hopefully Damar did not betray me for the second time ma. I hope I never get angry at him again because of something called infidelity. I hope Miho is in the office and she is working comfortably." I hope. I don't want the events I hate most in my life to happen again.

After breakfast, my mother and I rushed to the office in my private car. He's the one driving the car. All the way to the office, I was worried. Miho is in the office. I keep squeezing my fingers.

When I got to the office, I got out of the car. I stepped inside followed by my mother. I asked a staff member, is Miho at work? But the staff replied that Miho was returning home for a few days. He said his father was in a hospital.

My feelings became even more unsettled. It turns out that Miho is not in Indonesia. I kept looking down while I was thinking about the things that made me feel anxious. Mama scolds me from behind, she holds my shoulder. He could understand my restless heart.

"We're going home yuk?" take my mama soft.

Arriving at home mom told me to fall on the bed. Mama got me a glass of warm tea. I was told to calm down first and not think anything. My mother also suspected the same thing. Not only, for the worst, mas Damar and Miho are both conspiring on the grounds of their respective departures.

From this very second, I don't want to believe that a hundred percent used to be Miho. Even I'm gonna start back as a detective in my household. A legitimate wife detective trying to uncover something

***

Later that night, I was still sitting on my bed playing on my phone. Mom and Aunt are cooking in the kitchen. I want VC mas Damar because from morning, mas Damar has not been VC to me.

But I better not think of anything. It could be that Ortu Miho is sick again and at the same time comes the task that requires my husband to go to Japan.

Instead of joining the series in the application continuously, I better see my jewelry that I keep in the jewelry box.

I took the box and opened it. The favorite beautiful things of women. Mas Damar bought me this much but in fact, a simple life with a faithful husband is much more luxurious for me. Luxury is not always measured by a lot of material, but loyalty is a luxury that is priceless.

The price of loyalty is very expensive. Someone who has betrayed a pledge of loyalty to his partner, meaning he is the one who has hurt his partner. Until whenever I will be loyal to Mas Damar. I will never get bored and turn to others. Unless he breaks our faithful promise!

Rings, necklaces, and gold bracelets are stored, I check one by one. But something's weird. One of my favorite rings is gone! Why can it disappear?

Am I the one who forgot to put it down or is there a burrow at home? But if it turns out why he only took one. It should all be taken if it's a thief. But I'm feeling I might not have forgotten to put my missing ring? The missing ring is the most expensive ring. About twenty million.

I'm not staying silent. I tried to search under the room, under the table, under the closet, in the folds of clothes until I found the contents of the closet, the ring was still not met.

"Is it possible that bi Surti stole my ring?"

I'll go to the kitchen soon. I'll ask you nicely and I'm not willing to accuse anyone at all before there's any solid evidence.

"Bi Surti?" call me.

"Yes, what's wrong?"

Bi Surti who is cooking soup again, he immediately approached me. Mom was busy spicing up meat.

"One of my rings is missing. Not to accuse bi Surti, but does aunt know something?"

"Auntie doesn't know anything, madam, really don't suspect aunty, huh?"

"I wouldn't accuse someone without strong evidence."

My net instantly gave a start to surprise when I saw the ring I was referring to was now on my mother's ring finger.

"Oh my goodness, mama?" my mind said, surprised! Is clear!

But I don't want to ask my mom yet. But why is mommy that strong? Why did you secretly take my ring? Why did you disappoint me ma? Why is mom a thief for her kids? I kept staring at my mom's finger with an incredulous look while shedding tears at my shock.

"Jude bi. You continue the cooking again. The matter of the ring to be discussed tomorrow." I said as I watched the mother who seemed to not care about my lost ring. My mom was busy with the cooking.

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