The Story of an Injured Wife
Suspicious Woman

It feels really upset and uncomfortable. As a wife I want the best for my mentality in building domestic relationships

"Oh, if so, I'd like to go back home. Miho, happy lunch?" I said hurry up. I feel uneasy anyway lingering in the same place and close to this suspicious friend Miho.

Miho also rose up in honor of me who was about to leave. Unlike Miho's friend who thinks I'm like between there and nothing. She was busy with her makeup.

I'm like someone who doesn't matter to him. It's not that I should always be greeted, but my status as the director's wife and ethics towards me are not at all indicated by the woman.

I lowered my head then observed again, for a moment Miho's friend. Then it was my turn to glance at Miho, she realized I was observing her friend. But Miho was quiet because I was leaving.

But actually I didn't really leave right away.

I sat for a moment behind a tall leaf pot inside this cafe. I want to hear the conversation Miho and her friend from here, so I can't be found out I'm eavesdropping on their chat.

I could hear their conversation quite clearly. They discussed.

"Desi, why didn't you just say hello to the boss's wife? He saw you just now. He must have been astonished by you." I heard Miho reprimanding his friend, his name was Desi.

"Duh, should I? For me, all that matters is the boss. His wife is equally rich - we are! If he gets divorced from the boss, he'll be our rich kingpin, Miho! She lives on her husband's property, she depends on Mr. Damar." said Desi, making me sigh immediately.

Miho's friend is really outrageous! How dare he say about my divorce with mas Damar. As if, the divorce was going to happen inside our household?

My heart hurts. I was crying a little. Hearing of divorce is a sensitive thing for me and also legal wives out there. I'd love to slap the Desi, grab her blond hair, but I'm trying not to do that before there's any real evidence.

But because of that, my guess is getting stronger! I will investigate this Desi, of course with Miho's help later. I hope he helps me.

***

When night fell, I was standing on the balcony. Quiet and contemplating. The night breeze hit me, my hair fluttering. I felt cold, I was waiting for Damar to come home in an hour. He always gets home at eight. If it gets stuck, he'll be up late.

While waiting for the Damar mas to arrive, I want to contact Miho only. I want to ask Miho for help now. Fortunately, he picked up the phone from me.

"Hello, good night Miho?"

"Night. Who is this with?"

"You keep my number, right? I'm Yaya, am I interrupting your time?"

"Eh ma'am Yaya? No kok ma'am, I happen to be on my dinner break, still in the office,"

"Emm, what is Damar now?"

"Emm, she's meeting the same bu of clients from other companies,"

"Oh. My husband's work schedule is always busy every day. Oh yes, Miho, tomorrow afternoon we meet you can not? But not in the office or places adjacent to the office where you work?"

"Can mom, where? What's there to talk about?"

"At Citra Rasya restaurant, you know that place to eat? Not far from the office,"

"Know mom. Yaudah, tomorrow I'll try to come there,"

"Ok Miho, thank you so much for taking your time? I'll hang up on the phone, happy dinner!"

"Yes mom, happy dinner too,"

"I'm waiting for my husband,"

"Oh ok mom, see you,"

"Call me Yaya?"

"Okay, good night."

Miho put the phone on the table while smiling cunningly. What is Miho doing? Sitting on Damar's lap. Miho was in Damar's office. They both are making out. Damar chuckled, but was also worried because his wife was getting suspicious.

Unlike Miho who seemed happy because it seemed, Yaya was suspicious not of him, but of Desi. With that, Miho can make the marketing manager Desi as the scapegoat behind his affair with the director of Damar.

"Hahahaha, is your wife a bego man? The time he thought Desi was the actor."

"Huh, time? But isn't it good that he doesn't know about our affair? He'll even be embarrassed to accuse the wrong person."

"Let him be ashamed of himself. Mas, when did you officially let me? When did you divorce a woman with a casual look like that Yaya?"

Damar dyed Miho's fragrant hair. The fragrance made him drunk.

"Not answered even kiss my hair? A maas?"

"Yaya is pregnant with my second child. Maybe I will divorce her soon. Are you patient, baby?"

"What, she's pregnant? Waiting is a very boring thing! Don't want to know, I'm asking you to divorce her as soon as possible!"

Miho clasped his chest, his face jutek glanced in the other direction. Miho did not want to linger, his status was hanged by Damar. He gave it to Damar, including honor. Miho did not want all of that to end in vain. Miho is afraid that Damar is just PHP.

"Don't frown so dear dong, mas promise surely mas will divorce him. But wait for the child to be born. Mas's gonna take his kids and then dump his mom."

Miho smiled back slylyly. Miho likes to see men who are just as evil as her.

"I like your style. If so, it's okay I'll be patient. But my monthly allowance is doubled huh?"

Damar's monthly ration for his wife every month reaches a hundred million, Yaya is also good at organizing and often Yaya sets aside to be saved in the bank. A division for his affair of seventy-five million. That means if Miho asks for a monthly ration of double, then the expenditure of Damar will be much greater for the affair.

Damar stood up pushing Miho slowly. Damar will not and will not give Miho that much money. Later his wife can be angry if the money is lost somewhere.

"You're crazy Miho, haven't you enough monthly money that I've been giving you all this time? That's also ten times your salary!"

Miho was inflamed, her eyes glaring in horror. The aura of a charming beauty turned into the aura of a female demon that was extremely sinister.

"You're starting to count the same as me! What is it, that you got from me!? My honor is expensive! I give my honor to you!" screeched Miho while slamming Damar's chest using his index finger.

Damar was upset and then brushed off Miho's hand. Even Damar almost slapped Miho as his emotions rose. But Damar can still hold it. Damar was trying to be patient in front of this beautiful woman.

"Yaudah! I'll give you what you ask for."

Damar was actually very unwilling to give that kind of money every month to Miho. But because of his great love and fear of losing a woman as beautiful as Miho, Damar was willing to give it. Damar doesn't want any other man to get Miho. Although his own salary will run out though, in order to meet Miho's demand.

***

The next day, I waited for Miho's arrival at Citra Rasya's restaurant. A glass of matcha accompanied me. I continued to observe the resto door, impatiently waiting for him. I looked around, as usual, in the restaurants, waiters and shoppers. This afternoon is quite crowded in Citra Rasya restaurant.

Not long after, the woman I will finally come too. I got up to greet him and we kissed each other and sat down together.

"Hi, what message do you want?" bargained.

"Orange juice yes." replied Miho gently.

I also ordered the drink that Miho wanted, then after the drink came, I would start interrogating Miho. I hope he's not bothered because I'm taking him into my household business.

Seriate...