The Unity Of Love
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Night arrived quickly, the sky was getting dark with only moonlight to illuminate the earth. A beautiful woman whose hair is stretched out red is now in confusion, how can she cover the wound on her right leg that is still wet so that her husband does not know.

"How's this? Leg t-shirt also can not, this will press the wound deeper and will take longer to heal." Murmured Karmila was full of worry staring at the wound that was still blood red, the wound was painful but the pain was as if disguised as the worry and fear that was sweeping through Karmila's heart.

"Am I wearing trousers?" Yes, wearing trousers is a good idea especially at night a little cooler, maybe she can reason to her husband if he is cold. Karmila picked up a pair of trousers that were not so tight as not to put too much pressure on her wound. And perfect, her appearance has been perfect she is sure her husband will not know the real reason why she wears trousers.

"Mrs, sir has come downstairs." Karmila's personal servant comes to the room with an information that Jerry has reached the mansion and Karmila's heart immediately beats, he must act as well as possible so as not to smell the lies by Jerry.

"Remember! Don't tell my husband!" Karmila.

"Good Mistress."

Karmila pretended to play her dress up in bed while waiting for her husband to arrive in their room. Karmila's personal servant had gone downstairs to meet Jerry, as usual without Karmila's knowledge, he would report all the activities Karmila had been doing all day. Or all the events that have happened during this day, even though Karmila threatened him, but the waiter was more afraid of Jerry.

"Where's my wife all day?" Ask Jerry.

"So Madam went to the park, sir!" His mouth was scared.

"What's? I've forbidden him to leave but he's got a lot of guts apparently!" Furious Jerry, the waiter looked down in fear. What power, he tried to ban Karmila but the woman didn't even listen to the servant.

"Is he okay?"

"So the Madam got hit by a motorbike, sir!"

Bruaks! Jerry kicked the table hard. His emotions grew higher when he heard the servant's explanation, he immediately headed to his room and tried to ask what the servant had told his wife. Whether Karmila will tell the truth or hide this from him.

"Honey?"

"Hmm?"

Karmila hugged her husband from behind as Jerry remained silent. But his feeling was that if the woman would not be honest, Jerry tried to hold back his emotions and as gently as possible spoke to Karmila.

"Darling, may I ask you a question?"

"Sure, Honey!" Karmila Sahut.

Jerry unraveled his wife's embrace, staring intensely at the gray net while searching for lies there for the answer Karmila would give in a moment.

"Have you left the house?" Jerry asked looking probing at his wife who he could see was starting to get nervous. The woman began to get nervous with cold sweat that began to come out of the surface of the forehead of the wife, Jerry grew increasingly suspicious.

Karmila wanted to be honest, but her mind said no. If she was honest, her husband would have been so angry that even knowing about the incident earlier this afternoon, Karmila had to hide this.

"That's why, Honey." Nervously. Although Jerry had been staring suspiciously at the trousers Karmila was wearing, it was not usual for the woman to wear trousers inside the house. Usually Karmila will only wear a home dress or hotpant limited to the thighs.

"Are you sure you're being honest?"

"Yes.iya Honey."

Deg.

At once Jerry's heart was slashed, the heart of his wife lied to him. Jerry stepped out letting his wife be in the room. Without saying a word, Karmila who thought Jerry was going to his study just kept quiet without saying anything. Without knowing that her husband was about to sleep in another room, Jerry wanted to dampen his emotions he did not want to hurt her husband.

"Sleep."

"Hm!"

Karmila was still playing her game waiting for her husband to return. It had been a few minutes but her husband had not returned yet also made the pregnant woman take the initiative to catch up with Jerry in his study.

"Where is he?" As Karmila walked into Jerry's study, there was no one in the room. The room was just empty to hear the sound of blowing air conditioner inside with Jerry files that are still neatly arranged untouched. Where is her husband then?

"Who are you looking for, madam?"

"Ish, you just surprised me."

"So I saw Mr. Jerry going down to the guest room below."

"Living room?"

"Yes, Madam."

"All right."

Karmila descended slowly through the stairs towards the ground floor. She was also amazed why her husband entered the guest room? Couldn't the man have preferred to sleep in a guest room instead of sleeping with his wife? Only Jerry was able to answer all the questions that were in his mind.

Tok to tok.

"Honey?" Karmila knocked on the door and called her husband. Not valid from the inside, but after a few seconds pimfu opened saw Jerry who was standing open the door with clothes that still have not changed.

"Hmm?" Jerry said in his voice.

"You why? Why sleep here?" She enters the guest room with Jerry, Karmila sits next to Jerry while cupping her husband's face.

"I'm fine. Can you leave me alone tonight? I want to sleep alone."

"Huh? You don't usually choose to sleep alone. Is there a problem, hmm?" Karmila could see from her husband's face that was like unsightly. The face seemed to be muffling an emotion, reddish with messy hair and shirt buttons that open some parts above.

"That's it, Karmila."

"Honey? I really don't understand, tell me what your problem is. Don't worry me like this."

"My problem is with you?" Instantly Karmila frowned feeling confused.

"You mean, Honey?"

"The problem lies in your dishonesty!"

Deg.

Karmila understood now where her husband was going.

"Do you think I don't know everything that happened to you today? Is it that hard to obey all my words, I'm tired of Karmila. If you can't respect me as your husband, then what's the point of me here? I better get out of this mansion!"

"No! Don't go, well forgive me. I'm guilty, hiks. Don't go, Honey." Karmila cried her husband tightly not allowing her husband to leave.

"Hey, promise me you won't break anymore."

"I promise, Honey.hiks..hiks.."

"Show are you hurt?"

Karmila shows the injured part of her leg and Jerry recovers.

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TBCS!

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