When My Wife Is No Longer Spoiled
Who's Laila?
Siska went into her room. She cried as she pleased, because she was snapped by her husband. The woman's heart was very sensitive, from childhood she was never snapped by her parents. However, for the first time she was snapped by her own husband. Heartbroken.
Hoping for this time the husband entered and apologized to her, but for ten minutes he waited for Haikal to come.
"Hiks ... How could Mas Haikal have yelled at me, when I just asked him to come to Reihan's school! My parents never yelled at me, but they raised their voices at me!" siska's crying broke.
The pillow witnesses the woman crying. It might look big, but it's the way it is today. Sensitive, and his character is very spoiled.
The sound of the door opening made Siska smile happily. She thought the husband had come and apologized to her immediately.
Haikal came in just to get the keys to the car on the table by the bed. Siska peeked at her from the crack of her finger.
Eh? He's not apologizing to me. Why take the car keys? Where are you going, Haikal?
Inner Siska wondered.
"Mas, where are you going?" siska asked quickly with a raucous voice. He could not cover his curiosity.
Haikal did not reply, he only glanced at Siska for a moment. Then go back to continue his steps. The woman got out of bed and blocked her husband's hand.
"Mas, where are you going? Why don't you answer my question?" Siska asked in a pampered mixed tone. She was sulking, but the husband just wanted to leave, without saying an apology.
He was already yelling at Siska. Shouldn't he apologize? Why would you even want to leave?
Haikal took a deep breath. Then he breathed violently. The man was very upset right now, eager for him to push his wife rudely. But, can't. Because he does not want to be a husband who does KDRT.
"I want to go wherever I want! So, let me go now. It has nothing to do with you!" snort Haikal in a cold tone. The look on his face is not implied the slightest liking to his wife.
Siska's day is getting sicker. Seeing her husband so cold. Defeating the cold of the North Pole. She loved her husband very much. But his love is unquenchable.
"I deserve to know where you go, because you're my husband!" tukas Siska with a raucous voice while hugging Haikal's arm.
It's over! Haikal's patience has been on the brink. He was very upset with his wife, spoiled attitude, not being a wife and mother added a sense of dislike to Siska.
He directly pushed Siska gently. The woman was pushed a few steps back. Her body froze, staring at her husband.
"You are my wife, but only my wife on paper. All this time you can only shop and hang out with your socialite gang. But, just to make coffee, you can't. Let alone making coffee, distinguish where sugar and salt only you can not?!" maki Haikal with his spicy words made Siska's heart like it was pierced by a sharp thorn.
Even though what the man said was true, he still felt pain. During this time he did not carry out his duties as a wife, because he learned it from his mother.
The father loved his mother very much and spoiled her. In fact, it was the father who cooked and prepared clothes for his mother. That's why Siska never cooked or prepared anything for Haikal.
She was never taught by her parents to serve her husband.
After saying those hurtful words, Haikal left there without feeling sorry for his crying wife. He realized he had hurt his wife, but he was not a paedi.
Let Siska know her position as wife on paper. So that the woman is not rude to him.
Brakes.
The door of the room on the floor slammed tightly making Siska shocked. He immediately stroked his chest, the woman immediately cried with a sniffle.
"Evil .. You're evil, Mas!" siska cried hysterically while throwing pillows in any direction.
The room was originally neat, turned crumbled like a broken ship. She screamed hysterically for the umpteenth time.
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Haikal cursed inwardly. He often to his wife, why not be a wife. Getting married without love is ironic.
During this time Haikal always succumbed to Siska. The man was willing to marry Siska for fear that the woman would hurt him again.
"Sial ... shit ... shit?!" he said in an annoyed tone while hitting the steering wheel of his own car.
Haikal did not focus on driving his car, because he thought about his marriage and Siska. Not being based on love made him suffer. Pretending to be happy in front of a crowd was exhausting.
He himself wondered why his parents loved Siska. Though the woman was spoiled and wasteful. Nor can you be a good wife or a good mother.
Brakes.
Pajero sports car Haikal accidentally hit a Jazz car in front of him. Fortunately, the streets were deserted, there were no police or anyone else there. There were only bikers passing by one by one.
"Ck, I'm really ready tonight." The man grumbled and got out of his car to account for his actions.
A beautiful woman dressed in an office got out of the car. He put on a fierce face, because the body of the car is dented.
The sound of footsteps made him look back.
"Sorry."
"You?!, Eh …"
At first the woman wanted to get angry, but her face turned surprised when she saw the man who hit her car.
Same with Haikal. The man was surprised to see the woman before him.
"Laila?" call Haikal with a look of surprise mixed with happiness.
"Mas Haikal!" reply the woman with a bright face.
Both of them smiled happily. Like a distant brother who just met again.
Haikal and Laila were lovers. They used to be stuck in monkey love at Junior High. At that time Laila who came from the village migrated to Jakarta for Junior High School. The 3rd class Haikal falls in love with Laila's beauty and innocence.
"Oh my God, I didn't expect to see you here. Haikal, how are you?" tanya Laila kindly made Haikal smile sweetly.
The smile she had never shown Siska since marriage.
A smile that Siska missed during her marriage.
"Okay, how are you?" haikal asked no less kindly to make Laila's cheeks blush.
Both were involved in a warm conversation. Haikal promised to take Laila's car to the workshop for repairs. The man immediately contacted his man to bring Laila's car to the workshop.
Then Haikal drove Laila to the woman's rented house.
"Mas, stop by yuk first! We talked inside, it's been a long time, right. We didn't meet!" take Laila gently while touching Haikal's hand, but the man immediately pulled her.
"But it's night. Is it okay?" haikal asked in surprise to cover up his nervous look.
Laila smiled sweetly showing her dimples.
"It's okay, really. Come on in, I'll make coffee for you, Mas."
Laila seduces Haikal making the man finally agree. He went inside Laila's house, and he saw that the woman's house was simple. There were only wooden chairs and a small glass table.
"Please sit down, Mom. Consider it your own home! I go to the room first. Get changed!" laila said sweetly and went into her room.
Haikal's seat was facing the door of the woman's room. Laila forgot to close the door. She immediately undressed her clothes leaving her underwear.
Glug.
Haikal gulped down his saliva looking at Laila's smooth body. The woman had finished wearing a white oversize shirt, the length of which covered the upper thighs.
Haikal immediately threw his face in another direction, as Laila walked out of his room.
"Sit down, Mom. I want to make some coffee first," said Laila gently making Haikal smile thinly.
"He is unchanging, still sweet and innocent," Haikal's inner self.
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And elsewhere. Siska sat in the long chair in front of her house. She was waiting for her husband's return.
"It's hard at night but Mas Haikal hasn't come home yet. Where is he? Though soon it seems like it will rain,* muttered Siska while hugging her own body.
The beautiful woman contacted her husband 25 times. But none of them were adopted by Haikal.
"What angrily is you, Mas. To the point of not taking my call?" Siska monologues to herself.
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