Tone of Nara
Chapter 6 The Betrayal of the Husband (part 2)
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- San, help me?- can
- What? Tell videoin again? Oh wow!-
I sh\, yes.
- I want to ensure the existence of mas Pradipta aja kok-kok
why not mother-in-law
- Yes but it got sprayed. So how?-
- Yes yes I help.- said Sandra closing the conversation.
Shortly after, Sandra called me. He said he would contact his friend who had a private secret investigation service. According to Sandra, her friend's business is quite advanced and many are renting. Usually hired by people who want to make sure their partner is cheating or not. But I doubt I use it.
“San, is not this kind of service expensive huh? Where do I have money?” I said slowly.
“Tone! “ screams Sandra across there. I imagine Sandra who is glaring at me as usual, if I say that I am the ugliest and most unattractive woman in the whole world.
“Your money is on me, don't worry. You take it all right. I knew all along that if we gave you money it would be spent immediately by your brother-in-law and sister, so I kept it for you and your mom, so don't
think about the cost,” Sandra said.
“You know? Mama also knows?” manyworry.
“No. Mama doesn't know. But it seems like Mama feels you are not okay,” Sandra said.
“Why?” my many.
“Entahlah. A mother's instincts may be. But your father-in-law always convinced your mother that you were good
it's fine in Jakarta with his wife who thinks you're like her own child,” Sandra said.
After hanging up the phone, I returned to my routine, trying to get rid of my jealousy and annoyance. I convinced myself that everything was wrong. Mas Pradipta is working hard in Singapore, knitting for our future. Pradipta won't betray me. Pradipta loves me.
At the moment, Sandra has already given me the results. I read the report slowly and repeatedly. Something heavy was piercing my chest, squeezing my heart. Feels painful and stifling. In the report it says
that my husband has been living in Jakarta for the past six months, even though he still goes back and forth to Singapore. My husband and his team from Lion Communication Singapore are preparing to open a new office in Jakarta. Lion itself is a large company owned by the Dirgantara family that is so famous. Dirgantara Corp is led by Mrs Dirgantara, after the death of the great Lord of Dirgantara who is reportedly depressed after the death of his only son because of an accident 20 years ago. The Aerospace Corporation is drowning. In the article it is said that Franco, who is the son of the illicit relationship of Putra Dirgantara with his secretary, acquired Lion Communication in Singapore and moved it to Jakarta.
Pradipta and Franco have been friends since entering S2. That is why, Pradipta is trusted to hold Lion Communication Jakarta which will later become part and public relations for Dirgantara Corp. During these six months, Pradipta is believed to be preparing the new office of LC Jakarta as well as preparing LC Singapore to become a branch controlled from Jakarta. According to many articles, Pradipta is one of the youngest CTOs and has had many brilliant creative ideas since the beginning of his career.
This Indonesian single youth, has a fun and ambitious character. This cheap young man smiles native to Jakarta, being the incara, single women in Southeast Asia. Yet no one seems to be able to conquer it
That's the piece of article that was sent to me.
I'm back to concentrating on Sandra's friend's report. There it is said that Pradipta often eat lunch and dinner in GI because this mall is the closest to his office and apartment. It is said that she lives in a luxury apartment residence not far from the GI.
I read slowly while remembering. Oh yeah, I remember. That's my apartment building that Mas Pradipta took care of. So now Mas Pradipta lives there? Wh why? Thousands of questions swirled in my head. Isn't that apartment being rented?
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Even a week after I read all the data Pradipta mas. Within a week, I got a report that Mas Pradipta had been living permanently in Jakarta. In an article it said, that Pradipta seemed to close his apartment in Singapore to move permanently in Jakarta. If you look at the date and the photo that shows Pradipta at Soekarno Hatta Airport with Mother, Prita and Pipit and a mysterious girl complete with a hat mask and sunglasses, it was the day that my mother-in-law and two sisters-in-law went to Singapore to see Pipit University. The time when I was forbidden to come to Singapore.
According to some articles, the permanent move of Pradipta is because the LC Jakarta Office has begun to fully operate in the Dirgantara building. In the near future, Mas Pradipta will be announced as CTO LC Jakarta. Reportedly the man who is referred to as an ambitious single is the right hand of the new ruler of Aerospace Corp. In addition, there are some small news on the internet that says that in fact Pradipta already has a hidden lover. But this news seemed to be lost soon in the overridden news of other news.
I am also curious about what is happening. I don't see any change in this family. At the end of this my relationship with mas Pradipta is getting rarer. We just exchanged videos without speaking directly like we used to. Several times I tried to call, always the number is dead. Mas Pradipta said he was now busy preparing for his appointment as CTO. Which maybe it is. And I never had the courage to confirm straight away, all the stories I heard. I was too scared if he got angry and left me.
To satisfy my curiosity, I finally decided to check all the information I got. I decided to visit Pradipta's mas in the apartment and give him a surprise. There's no harm in me giving up and coming to him. However we are husband and wife, there is no need for prestige.
After finishing all the work at home, and making sure all the families had lunch, I
prepare yourself to leave. I took a shower and rubbed my body hard. I make sure I'll smell and clean in front of my husband. Then I picked my best dress, a light blue plain dres with ornaments of small flowers around the neck, along with a pair of matching flat shoes. I wore a small diamond-eyed gold necklace, a gift of Mas Pradipta. Terakir, I spray my favorite soft perfume. Perfect, perfect and amazing. This is my best performance
I headed to the kitchen to see the lunchbox I had prepared since morning. Vegetable stir fry genjer fish
anchovies, Fried chicken laos, sambel trasi, crackers, Rendang and klappertaart. All the favorite dishes of this Pradipta mas I made myself lovingly, dismissing all bad thoughts. My heart is happy because soon I will meet my beloved husband. All this stuff I packed neatly. I had an online taxi driver call me, saying I was waiting in front. Without any time, I immediately ran forward and set off to let go of the longing I had endured.
The traffic jam in Jakarta made me arrive at the apartment quite late in the afternoon. Fortunately I left before the hour
home office. So my trip to this apartment was not too hampered by Jakarta congestion when the office broke up.. I used to organize this apartment and design the contents. A small apartment but quite comfortable and pleasant in my opinion. Apartment with one bedroom, Kitchen as well as dining room and television room which is also a living room. Yeah I remember all this because I went to this apartment a few times, to clean it up. I've never been here because according to my husband, this apartment he rented to
his friend who was transferred was assigned to the Jakarta branch. I still have my access card. As I recall, the key number is the birth date of Mas Pradipta. And it turns out it hasn't changed.
With a happy heart, I entered the apartment. I smell my husband's scent here. I saw some additional electronic devices in the television room, piles of books and magazines and some equipment in the kitchen, which indicates this apartment already has a panghuninya. Is Pradipta? What if it turns out that the occupants of this apartment are tenants who are said to be mas Pradipta? I was a little scared to keep my steps. Maybe when the apartment owner comes, I'm considered a thief. I better be heart.
I put the food I brought on the dinner table. After that I went to the bedroom. I looked at every corner of the room. I saw there was a jacket on the bed, which I knew it was the beloved jacket of Pradipta. I walked over to the dresser and saw a picture of Pradipta with his father, mother and two younger siblings. Ah yes, this is the Mas Pradipta apartment. It is impossible for other people who occupy this apartment to store their personal belongings. I approached the wardrobe on the side of the bed when I heard a beep sign someone was entering the password into the apartment. My heart is beating hard. I imagine Pradipta would be surprised and happy to see me here. I imagined she would hug and kiss me and even take me to the taste I always wanted again at that time.
“Sa...” I haven't had a chance to say, I immediately fell silent closing my mouth when I saw from the open door of the room, a beautiful woman entered the apartment.
“Honey, you're home?” shouted the woman while waltzing in without even a breath. He entered with a friendly attitude like he was entering his own house. I started to get scared imagining that this woman was the one who rented the apartment. If this is the case, he could be accused of being a thief who entered without permission. I don't know where to push, the frightened me immediately hid myself in the closet
pretty broad clothes.
Soon after I came back I heard a beep sign someone was going into the apartment. I was panicking, scared. It turns out that the inhabitants are not one person. If attacked by them, I will definitely not be able to do anything. I try to peek out and sharpen my ears. Wait…! That sound?
Isn't that the voice of Mas Pradipta and the woman? When I peeked out, I saw Mas Pradipta and the woman was hugging and feeling warm and friendly. The sounds of seduction, praise and hot singing sounded earthy from the two of them. Mas Pradipta closed the door and pushed the woman to the door. Her lips fused with the woman was friendly and lively. My body started to heat up cold erratically. I closed my eyes for a moment to hold my heart beating. I saw the mas pradipta go down the woman's white neck gently and affectionately. Both let go of their passionate desires. Everything is done with a soft and gentle. The chanting of the woman's lust is like demanding mas Pradipta to do more and more. The woman took off the tie and the Pradipta mas shirt as well as Mas Pradipta's hand took off the woman's dress impatiently.
After the two were no longer wrapped in yarn, Pradipta lifted the woman like a koala. The woman's small screams and ripples were slightly heard as both of their lips slipped for a moment. The two legs of the woman were tightly coiled around the waist of the mas pradipta as the man stepped onto the bed. She gently laid her body down while calling out her name.
“July, may ya I continue,” mas Pradipta said gently. The woman who turned out to be named Juli nodded and smiled. Huh huh? he asked permission ? with full gentleness? why not me?
“Yes, honey, I'm yours. Do whatever you want,” he said as he pursed my husband's lips. Preadaptic
not tired of kissing, sucking and tracing the body of July gives pleasure to the woman. Even he humbled himself, enjoying the most disgusting part of man where we let out a pungent-smelling water. I saw Pradipta smiling with satisfaction as Juli shouted loudly because of what she was doing. . He direct******july lips mercilessly welcomed July laughter. After that I saw now Juli who did something embarrassing, just like the Pradipta. His mouth playing in that dirty area? How could? But I see Pradipta really likes it. They both did what I often dreamed of with tenderness and pleasant sweat, without pain, to the point of the scream that made my heart ache.
Me? I could only watch with tears without a sound. Even I smothered my own mouth with the big scarf I found hanging near me. My heart hurts so much, but my eyes can't escape them. Only now do I realize, that what Pradipta did to me the first night and before he went to Singapore, just gratification ***. Not a loving relationship like I thought it was. I just realized how rude and painful it was. I've never felt that, without a lot of pain. Very different from what I witnessed today, full of passion, full of tenderness, full of excitement that makes people there dioa dyed in pleasure.
I who was drowning in tears was startled by the ringing of the phone in front of the closet door.The sound came from the greeting of a small bag belonging to Juli that was thrown just like that, fell right in front of the closet where I hid. Juli seems to answer the phone lazily, while Pradipta continues to tease him with his naughty hands in the sensitive part of July. The woman answered the phone while glaring at Pradipta several times to be greeted giggling my husband. Shortly after, Juli runs into the bathroom.
“I'm late, let's take a quick shower and take me!” july said. Pradipta just cleared his throat and walked to the bathroom in a steady state. Before long they were ready to go and leave me alone in grief
apartments. After calming down, I went home with a heavy load on my chest and puffy eyes.