Trapped With The Jelita
The lecture?

Two people who have completed intimate activities in the room are still hugging each other under a blanket with nothing else lining the bodies of the two.

The man's gaze was still the same as when they reached the top together, so deep like there was something that was struggling inside his head somehow but the clear gaze of the eyes made Ralen had to turn his face to hide the red color that adorned his cheeks.

Really Ralen felt his cheeks meet red at this time plus imagine what they had just finished.

"Aren't you going to quit your job?" ask Ipul suddenly without Ralen understanding what he means.

Why did the man suddenly say something that even Ralen had never thought of before.

Quit working? how does he meet all the needs of his parents? even though she was married, she would never ask her husband to take care of all the needs of her parents and sister who were still in school, it is impossible because Ralen is not a woman who will depend on others, especially her own husband for her family affairs, for her family it is her responsibility, and her new responsibility her husband.

"Why should I quit my job? you're afraid to see me here?" it seems that Ralen was thinking otherwise, she thought that her husband was uncomfortable because he had a wife who was only a janitor in the company owned by the husband, he said, wasn't it before marriage that his job was like this and the man knew.

Ipul shook his head quickly did not want his wife to be misrespected, although she did suck a few days but it feels like he did not have the heart when it comes to seeing his wife still working while her husband is a company owner.

"I think I'm thinking of going to college with you, won't I?" ipul's question then made Ralen shocked even to sit down quickly until the blanket he was wearing slumped down showing off part of his upper body that was not wearing anything.

Gosh, it's still working hours and these two guys look so relaxed and calm as if they're enjoying life before the breakup.

"Lecture?" ralen asked still did not care about the exposed body skin.

"Yes." Yeah." Ipul nodded as he re-raised the blanket to cover his wife's body.

"You want to go to college?"

Ralen nodded slowly.

"Stop work but," added Ipul again.

A tempting offer, didn't he really want to go to college? college was one of his dreams that he thought up to any moment would only be a dream without ever materializing, but now the man who married him is offering it but on condition of quitting work.

Actually, she really wanted to immediately agree to the offer from her husband but it seems she is also impossible to quit work, indeed she wants to get money from where to the needs of her parents?

"You don't want to go to college?" ask Ipul again while sitting next to Ralen and his finger spread on the skin of the shoulder of the wife who peeked behind the blanket that Ralen approached.

"You, but.."

"Thinking fees?"

Ralen nodded faintly and his lips were about to say something but was held back because the man whose finger could not be silent again said, "all I bear, about your family also do not need to think about."

"meaning?" ralen asked confused, not too confused actually only she wanted to hear more clearly what Ipul said, she was not a stupid woman who did not understand anything.

"I take care of all their needs, Ardan's education problems and also you don't need to worry anymore, I take over all," said Ipul making Ralen can not blink, he said, his eyelids seemed suddenly stiff unable to move.

What should he do now? just agree? but what is the principle? isn't she unwilling to trouble others including her husband for the needs of her parents as well as her sister?

"You think about it first, but the one I'm asking for.." The pulse hanging his words made Ralen stare not waiting for what he wanted to say.

"I tipped Mama, you please take care of Mama do not let Mama soy sauce, can you?" Ipul looked questioningly at the woman who had given him pleasure for the third time, a pleasure that could not be said with words until he had to forget that he had once expressed regret for marrying her.

There was no regret just that at that time he was very sad to issue a statement that was so painful.

"Thank you, I believe in you, you also take care not to rain again will hurt," said Ipul gently and attentively.

Ralen considered today to be a lucky day for him, whereas earlier she had been very prepared to compensate for all the bad attitude of Ipul towards her but in fact all of it is useless because her husband did not do anything bad but give a very sweet thing, which is very sweet, it makes him unable to forget these moments.

"How long?" ask Ralen.

"Maybe one Sunday, I have to completely correct the procedural errors of irresponsible people" Ipul explained about how long he should be in Batam.

"Why?" asked Ipul while moving his chin as soon as he saw another expression from the wife's face.

"No." Ralen shook her head without giving an answer, actually her heart was a little depressed it felt like she was not willing to just feel the warmth of her husband but instead had been in residence, he said, is there any guarantee that once the affair is over and her husband returns the man will remain warm and sweet to her?

Thinking of something like this even made Ralen afraid of herself, afraid that her husband would return to being her husband and cold towards her.

Actually, Ipul still want to linger with Ralen but the sound of cell phone ringing from the bag of pants that are lying on the edge of the bed makes him realize that they are in an office environment that requires them to return to activities.

Ipul pulled his pants and pulled out his phone and answered a call from the assistant who was outside the room, fortunately, Ipul had locked the door otherwise his assistant could have entered and caught him being busy with his wife.

"I'll be back in the room in a minute, Om just wait there," said Ipul to his assistant who asked him to go to the room immediately because there was work to be done.

"I have to go back to the room" Ipul told Ralen who nodded.

"I still have to work, too" Ralen said, picking up his clothes.

Both of them were wearing clothes after cleaning themselves from the traces of the battle that had occurred.

"Secretary you're coming?" for some reason Ralen remembered the secretary with a face full of makeup.

"Why is that?" Pulul who was buttoning his shirt even asked back.

"He came along, he set my schedule," finally gave an answer that made Ralen take a breath.

"Om Damar is also coming, later there are also many people who can not be alone with me and Sarah," said Ipul read the uncomfortable gurgle from his wife.

Little does she know how a wife feels when her husband has to go out of town along with the woman.

Ralen commented with a smile, there was a sense of relief that she felt when her husband gave an explanation to her, does not it mean that the husband is sensitive to her feelings?

Both of them came out of the rest room along with the hands of the man who continued to stroke the woman's waist.

"Here, don't take public transportation anymore" Ipul gave Ralen the key, but now the woman complies and takes the key.

"I left immediately so I couldn't go home."

"How will the clothes go?" confused Ralen, her husband said he did not have time to go home while he was going away for one week, did not bring a change of clothes?

"So Om Damar has taken to the house, Mama who prepared," explained Ipul while opening the door of the room he had locked.

"Get out first" he asked Ralen, though Ralen still wanted to talk but they had to separate and Ralen resignedly stepped through the door while her husband was still in the room with the door open while watching him.

After Ralen and his trolley were no longer visible, he stepped into the elevator which quickly led him to the 5th floor.