THE WIDOW BED NEXT TO MY HOUSE
Chapter 03. Stay away from Fransiska

Slowly Fransiska's eyelids opened, feeling her belly heavy, Fransiska lowered her gaze down, how surprised she was when she saw that her hands held her tightly from behind.

'Haa..since when did Daniel hug me?' inner Frances.

"Away awake?" daniel asked, because Frances' body was moving.

"Your hands...."

"Oh, sorry!" Daniel immediately let go of his embrace.

Fransiska glanced at the wall clock, "Groom! It's 00:00 p.m. I have to go home soon" Fransiska said as she unfolded the blanket. However, Daniel held Fransiska's wrist.

"Sleep here" Daniel asked sincerely.

"Sorry, I'm married. I also have a house, I should go home, not nice to see the neighbors," Fransiska refused politely.

"He he..sorry, I forgot!" chirp Daniel while scratching his head does not itch.

Daniel takes Fransiska home. Arriving in front of the gate of the house, Frances and Daniel were startled by the gaze of a man. That man is Andreas.

"Mas!"

Andreas glanced sharply at Daniel. Daniel returned the sharp gaze by extending his hand.

"Include my name, Daniel Xaverius, Fransiska's upperclassman from high school."

Andrew did not answer, his gaze turned to Frances, pulled Frances away from Daniel, and then looked back at Daniel.

"You know who Siska is?" asked Andreas coldly.

"Of course, Siska is your wife. The man's dream wife!" daniel whispered in the last sentence. Andreas clenched his hand, his face turning grim.

Fransiska glanced at him confusedly. Whisper what Daniel just gave her so that her husband's face changed drastically.

"You're in!" andreas' orders were cold.

Fransiska entered without refuting, occasionally glancing back, seeing Andreas and Daniel looking at each other like they were about to kill each other.

"How dare you say that about my wife" Andreas said coldly.

"Oh.is it true that you love Siska sincerely. Or the....You love just because you're obsessed with seeing the beauty and the dandyism of her body?" daniel's on target.

Bam!

Daniel took 2 steps back, his head slightly lowered, his nose bleeding.

"Ck, quite a punch from your hand, too" cried Daniel, his hand wiping the rough blood flowing from his nose.

"I warn you, stay away from Fransiska. She's my wife, if you ever get close to her again, then you'll know the consequences!" threaten Andreas seriously.

"If I don't want to! And why are you telling me to stay away from Siska?" Daniel drew his lips closer to Andreas's earlobe, "If you can be faithful to one partner, do not tell your partner to be faithful to you. I know who you are!"

Andreas scrunched his forehead, both hands clenched tightly until the veins of his hands were visible.

"Don't be so ignorant about me!" reply Andreas defend himself.

Daniel did not answer, he turned back, stepped away from Andrew without continuing his words.

"Just look at you!" andreas muttered hatefully.

Andreas came in, took a big step into his room.

Blam it!

The door closed very tightly. Fransiska was wearing night cream in surprise, she hurriedly approached Andreas.

"Why Mas?" ask Fransiska worried.

Andreas pulls Francisca's hand, takes her to the bed.

"Mas, what's going on?" fransiska was confused.

Andreas did not answer, he dropped Francisca's rough body, stripped her of her clothes, then Frances's clothes.

"Yes..."

"I love you so much, I don't want you to turn away from me, Siska!" andreas is ambiguous.

"Who will turn away from you?" fransiska was confused.

Andreas did not answer, choosing to kiss Fransiska, and then doing the hot activity on the bed.

20 Minutes later, Fransiska and Andreas lay their innocent bodies on the bed, the beating of the heart still clearly visible on their chests.

Andreas enveloped Fransiska's plain body, then a glimpse of a light kiss landed on Fransiska's slippery forehead.

"I'm sorry!" said sendu.

"What is this really about?" fransiska did not understand.

Andreas sat back to Fransiska, "Siska, what if I had an affair until I had a child behind you. Do you still want to accept me?" Andreas began to ask indistinctly.

Fransiska hugged her husband's innocent back, "I'm pretty sure Mas isn't like that. I'm pretty sure that Mas is a loyal man, even though I know that Mas has never been romantic with me. If it's true, he cheated until he had a child with another woman. Then I would choose to separate for the sake of the child, rather than survive, but the heart is hurt" Fransiska said.

Andreas clenched his hands together, a feeling of guilt began to appear in his heart.

I want to be honest with Fransiska. But his heart did not want to lose the figure of such a perfect woman in his eyes.

The purpose of the word perfect in the eyes of Andreas when he saw Fransiska is to have curves, skin, face and others in the body of Fransiska as never faded and youthful. Perfection is never in the possession of another woman.

Andreas looked back, "We haven't bathed together in a long time. Do you want me to rub your smooth back?"

"Can!" fransiska did not refuse.

Andreas carried Fransiska into the bathroom. Fulfill the bathub with warm water.

For a moment Andreas's question made Fransiska to match Andreas' behavior today is very much different from before. He wondered if Andreas' words were an expression of honesty. However, the love for Andreas dismissed the bad doubts starting to slowly appear in his mind.

"His skin is very smooth Siska, it is not in vain I give expensive treatments just to maintain your beauty," Andreas praised as he rubbed Fransiska's back.

"What is it true that we don't want to have children from our marriage?" asked Fransiska to tuck her wish.

"Right, I just want to live alone in this world with you. To me having you is more than enough" Andreas said calmly, as if he was the most loyal man and accepted Frances as he was.

"Aren't you tired of living alone for 15 years when we were married?" fransiska asked, looking at her reflection in the water.

"Why should I be bored with you. It's not that you already have everything that I really want," massaged Fransiska's shoulder, "Siska, I don't want to hear complaints or questions like this anymore. Already, let's relax ourselves without discussing anything," continued Andreas persuaded.

Fransiska nodded obediently.

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In Daniel's office.

Daniel sat in his big chair, looking at a picture of a 1-year-old girl sitting on the lap of a woman with her head torn off.

"If you know who the woman who is holding you is a cruel demonic woman. Then I'm pretty sure you won't call that woman a Mama. A poor little girl, she doesn't know who her father is. A woman you always call Mom manipulated everything just to get her wish."

Daniel took the picture frame, put it in his desk drawer. He leaned his body into the chair.