
“Honey, you are aware?” Inspiration asked as soon as Monita started to open her eyes slowly.
Monita did not pierce the question of Inspiration with an answer from her mouth, she only nodded briefly.
“I'm sorry baby, I know there's nothing I need to explain because of what I said earlier, I know it's inviting in your heart, but you're not alone, baby, at that time was being hit by anxiety, but believe me, deep into my heart, I love you very much, even I was willing to be your love slave dear.” Clearly Ilham at length.
“Mas... a-ummpph!”
Not wanting to listen to Monita's words until it was over, Ilham immediately kissed the wife just like that.
In Ilham's confinement, Monita rebelled violently, hitting Ilham's chest super hard.
Although his chest hurt from Monita's blow, Ilham chose not to press, the pair of small hands were easily held back by Ilham with one hand.
Long enough Monita revolted until finally she ran out of energy and resigned to receive the kiss of Inspiration, she only accepted but did not return the kiss.
Inspiration took off the link of their lips for just a moment, only to take a few breaths.
“Mas it a-ummmpph!”
Inspiration really does not let Monita speak a single sentence, he again melum*** Monita lips, lum*** that is not so rude, but still Monita was too drunk because of her actions.
His hands did not stay still, his fingers playing in Monita's distended stomach, greeting his future son there.
“What are you doing?!”
The familiar curvature of the doorway made Monita gasp, aware of what had happened, she with all her might pushed Ilham's body, the stocky body staggered backwards.
Monita hastily brushed her wet lips, then got up from the bed, facing a woman who had been in the doorway of her room since then, Inspiration who had just realized there was someone else in her apartment immediately stood up, unfortunately, not yet at the doorway his body froze.
“Na.. Naomi?” Ilih Ilham. His eyes are perfectly round. His face paled perfectly.
“Why can you get here?”
Naomi, the woman who shouted earlier walked in a daze towards Ilham and Monita, her mouth gaping, the shockwaves enveloped her face densely.
“Insting a wife is strong, and today I've proved it, since your departure I was restless, are you really going out of town for work? But who would have thought that I found you here and was trying to spice it up.” Lirih Naomi with teary eyes.
“Even not only that, in front of my eyes you say that you love her very much.”
Monita hurriedly approached Naomi, she clasped both hands of Ilham's first wife and said.
“Mbak Naomi's..”
Naomi brushes Monita's hand and
THE PLAAKK!
Dramatically he slapped Monita's cheek very hard, Monita's cheeks immediately flushed red even bleeding from the tip of her lips.
“Naomi! What the fuck are you!” Inspiration went straight to Monita and stroked her cheeks many times and then wiped the blood on the tip of her lips.
“Mas don't make Naomi more misunderstood!” Monita then pushed Ilham's body away from her, she rewinded her legs a few steps.
Pain, heat, pain all melted into one and caused tightness in Monita's chest, her body trembled violently in fear, for a lifetime only this time she got a slap that hard.
“Basic slut! Finally you're back to your true level, I think the woman of the night is a woman too, but in fact I'm mistaken!” Screeched Naomi.
With passionate emotion, Naomi pushed Monita's body with all her might, making the tiny body fall down, Monita's butt hit the floor hard, she grimaced, she grimaced, she hastily rubbed her stomach trying to calm her baby-to-be that they would be fine.
“Monita!” Shouted Ilham.
“You all right?” Inspiration anxious to look at the face of Monita who looked pale, he also rubbed the stomach of his second wife.
“Naomi what are you doing!” Tegur Ilham with a reddened face.
“Because he deserved it mas! Naomi glared towards Ilham.
“So this is your true nature Monita? Plain face, polite speech, but apparently like to play fire with people's husbands!” Naomi looked back at Monita with a look of disdain and disgust.
“Never tease you? Then why did you lie to me and even come here with him? Did you tease him first? Even you've crossed the line, I've said many times, never love Monita and never play fire with her again after she's pregnant, but you're breaking it!”
Ilham shook his head many times, Monita did not tease him, he repeatedly told Ilham to leave, it is true that Ilham was too bitter after Monita.
“I'm sure my husband didn't seduce you first! You must have seduced her first, right Monita? Confessing you! Don't just shut up! Use that mouth to talk! Don't just use it to fuck people's husbands! Basic female jal*ng!”
“Naomi is enough!” Inspirational wrath, he will not allow Monita to be insulted, even by Naomi.
Ilham stood in front of Monita, intending to block Naomi from approaching Monita again,
“Surge you mas!” Shouted Naomi, she rebelled as soon as Inspiration prevented her from approaching Monita who had just been bowed in, she did not say a word.
“Heh whore! Why just shut up? Let's talk!”
“Naomi! Watch your mouth, Monita is not a whore!” Inspiration dislikes Monita being put on a whore, she is holy inside out until Ilham forcibly sleeps her.
“What is this?”
Eden suddenly went into the room and walked past Naomi and Ilham, then stood beside Monita and rubbed her two shoulders.
Shortly Andre also appeared following Eden who had just entered the room.
“Do not interfere you little boy!” Naomi suddenly looked towards Eden.
“I am indeed a child, but I will turn into a very cruel person if you dare to injure my sister!” Reply Eden is not less fierce.
“Again, you have to accept the fact that your husband already loves my sister, you are not consciously too yes, they love each other because you gave them a chance.”
“Diaaammm!” Naomi screamed as she covered her ears.
Before long Naomi took a deep breath and tried to calm herself down, then began to speak calmly.
“Then, just divorce me mas, I realize my current position!”
Inspiration was immediately aghast at the unexpected sentence.
“Mi, please don't say that word, I don't want to divorce you.”
Naomi shook her head strongly, denying all that Ilham said.
“We better get divorced! Because in the end, even though I have been with you for many years, I will still be driven away also because of someone who is able to fulfill your one wish.”
When Ilham and Naomi argue, Monita stands agitated in her place, her stomach aches, but she realizes this is not the right time to complain.
Monita is determined to break up this quarrel, she does not want Naomi and Ilham household that has been built for years to run aground.
“Mbak Naomi!” Monita opens her voice even though she knows Naomi isn't going to bully her.
“I and Ilham are only contract marriage, if Naomi wants me to leave the life of Ilham now, I will go.” He said without a doubt.
While Ilham, looking at Monita with a look of objection, he reprimanded Monita with a soft voice.
“Monita what do you mean?”
Inspiration shook Monita's body slowly, trying to resuscitate the second wife from her speech which made her ears buzz.
“No mas! I have to go now if ma'am Naomi wants me to go now, I'll go, I won't disturb your household.”
Soon Monita walks into the closet, takes all her clothes and fills them in a large suitcase.
“Nona, stop!” Andre's strangulation prevented Monita from packing her clothes.
“Master! Why are you silent!”
Now Ilham is at a crossroads, confused as to which path he should take, one will lead him to Naomi, the woman who has been by his side for a dozen years, another path will lead him to Monita, the woman who has given the most beautiful gift of her life.