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Infidelity

Sandra just removed the buffer helped by Farzan. His arms have started to improve so it doesn't matter if you don't wear a brace.

“How? If it still hurts, it is better to use it,” said Farzan.

“This is over,” replied Sandra. He moved his arm slowly to check if it was still painful.

Farzan watched what Sandra did, keeping watch if the woman was in pain.

“If not released soon, later I can not meet Chila,” Sandra said while stopping hand movements. He felt his arm was fine.

“You want to see him tomorrow?” ask Farzan.

Sandra was about to open her mouth to answer, until her phone rang and the name Gilang plastered there.

“Who?” ask Farzan.

“Pak Gilang,” answered Sandra while paying attention to the name Gilang on the phone screen. “I answer for a moment,” Sandra said later.

Without leaving her seat, Sandra immediately answered the call in front of Farzan. Hadn't the two already decided to be together, so there was nothing else they would cover up for each other.

“Halo, Sir.” Sandra immediately greeted as she answered the call from Gilang.

“How's your arm?” ask Gilang from across the call.

“It's better,” Sandra replied.

“Tomorrow can come home or meet? If necessary with Farzan all,” said Gilang from across the call.

Sandra immediately looked at Farzan when she heard Gilang's words, then nodded and said he was coming.

The call ended, and Sandra looked at Farzan with some uneasiness.

“What's up?” ask the curious Farzan.

“Pak Gilang ask to see me as well as you,” replied Sandra while tightly grasping the phone. “Do you think he wants to talk about our relationship? Could Chila have told him?” sandra asked worried and nervous if she had to talk to Gilang about the continuity of her relationship and Farzan.

“Maybe,” replied Farzan, “but isn't this already a risk. Sooner or later we also have to say and ask for permission from him, have we not also decided to get married and not just a mere joke?”

Sandra nodded her head, since agreeing to accept Farzan's proposal, she should have been mentally prepared if Gilang asked. Gilang was like a family to her, it was not right that Sandra told the man about her wedding plans with Farzan.

“Tok us there and talk well, I'm sure Mr Gilang will understand,” said Farzan.

Sandra just nodded, trying to prepare her heart to face Gilang.

In a luxurious house with all the facilities available. A very graceful looking woman with a branded item attached to her body was seen walking into the house and greeted by several servants.

“What do you want to prepare, Mistress?” asked the waiter while picking up the bag the woman was holding.

“Make me green tea,” replied the woman.

“Good Mistress.” The waiter put the woman's bag into the room before making the drink the employer wanted.

“Where is Mr?” ask the woman. Sit down gracefully and then cross one leg.

“Not yet to go home, Mistress.” The housekeeper replied while bowing his head.

The woman moved her palm to signal for the servant to leave. She looked at the phone and searched her husband's number and dibialized it.

“Halo darling, where are you? I've come home, can't even see you at home,” said the woman when her call was answered by her husband.

On the other side. Darren was so surprised when he found a call from Viona—sang wife who was thought to still be in Paris.

“You're home? Why didn't you call me first? I can pick you up at the airport,” Darren said.

He rushes down from the bed, asking Grisel to shut up because the wife is in contact. All the pleasure that will be achieved with his affair must be withheld because it cannot ignore the call of the wife.

Grisel was visibly upset that his pleasure had stalled because of the call. He chose to pull the blanket and cover his innocent body to the extent of the chest.

“I want to make a surprise, but unfortunately what I want to surprise is not at home. Or maybe my beloved husband actually wants to give me a surprise?” Viona's voice sounded like she was insinuating, but also like a wish.

“What surprise do you want? I'll be home soon. It's just finished meeting the client,” Darren said so his wife doesn't suspect.

“How about a romantic dinner? I brought a bottle of fine quality wine. Hurry home, I'm waiting for you.”

Darren smiled and said he would be home soon before ending the call.

“I have to go home soon because Viona is back. You don't need to come here if I don't call,” Darren said while wearing his clothes to be able to leave immediately.

Grisel did not reply to Darren's remarks, it turned out to be an affair there is also a side not wearing, where he had to let go when the man who was able to make him fantasize wildly went in a hasty way.

Darren immediately left as soon as he was dressed neatly, not even saying goodbye or just kissing Grisel's forehead.

Grisel laughed to himself as Darren left, what exactly to expect whereas knowing if he was just an affair.

“You are stupid.”