Wife Bet
Chapters 15. A Heart that Loves (2)

Let's say Andre is a very strange person. Ever since knowing that the Goddess was harboring her own pain, the man often did not concentrate.

As of right now, in front of him was a laptop that was on. His fingers were dancing on the keyboard, printing out a lot of words that should have been planned in the head.

However, reality was different to what he thought. The letters incarnate into many irregular words. Very different from his head.

Damn, the entire page he edited fell apart. Until Andre realized the ridiculous actions he produced, when he felt his thighs warm because of the heat caused by the square object.

Andre was self-defeating, he could have messed up the revision of his script this time.

With a quick gesture, his finger pressed the Ctrl+Z key on the keyboard. Expect the chaos that has been re-evoked at its original position before being revised.

After a while, Andre breathed a sigh of relief when he found the white sheet displayed on his laptop. However, immediately his eyes widened to realize if so it was better he immediately opened a new sheet without having to bother.

Andre shook his head with a big smile. How the figure of the Goddess had messed up her brain plan today.

So, instead of back typing. Andre remembered the incident that night. When the Goddess is in pain. How anxious he was to see the bodily reaction the woman displayed.

Andre also just found out, if the monthly guests who come every month are very torturing women.

Because, this was the first time Andre saw how painful the Goddess was back then.

Another silly thing is when Andre had to buy a sanitary pad at the stall. How sad he was at that moment.

"For his wife, huh?" ask the owner of the stall with a pinched smile.

"Yes, Mom." Andre answered nervously. How shameful he is to face this.

"New bride yes, wah ... still this friendly." The middle-aged woman chuckled amusedly. Meanwhile, Andre could only duck.

After what was needed was obtained, he immediately returned home.

On the way, Andre remembered what the shop mother had said. "New bride, still friendly."

Andre grieves, remembering that this marriage is not a dream marriage that he hoped for.

If only his current wife was Anggita, they would have been a bride who always make out.

Unfortunately, Dewilah is now his wife. Make a marriage that feels bland and sour.

However, a question rippled in his heart. Why was it that when seeing the Goddess in such pain, there was a sense of anxiety that Andre considered to be very excessive? To the extent that, he was willing to buy such a shameful item like this.

It feels, Anggita has never experienced pain as experienced by the Goddess today.

Or maybe because Anggita never told her. 'Ah, stop. Why should I think about women, anyway?'

An incoming message distracts Andre at this moment. Put the laptop on the floor. Then he immediately grabbed the phone lying on the bed.

'Oh, you're so mean to me. After our fight last night. You haven't called me until now. You're evil.'

Andre let out a long sigh, thinking about his stupidity. The pain of Dewi has diverted Anggita from his attention.

'I'm sorry .. I'm busy. Again this revision.'

Aggita seems to be online, not waiting for seconds to receive a reply from the woman.

'Usually as busy as you are, you must have contacted me. But now, what?'

It seemed like this time, Andre needed an enormous supply of air. Many times he sighed to loosen his lungs.

'You said there was no connection between you. What actually?'

Andre did not reply to Anggita's message again, he closed the green application. Then choose to contact his lover directly.

First call, not answered. To the next call. Andre grimaced when he found Anggita refused the phone.

"Arrgggh." Andre groaned in frustration. Both of his hands were pulling his hair strong.

It felt like his head would break thinking about the two women present in his life.

Andre immediately stood up, grabbing the jacket on the hanger. Then grabbed the key, with a small run he headed for the motorbike parked on the front porch. It didn't take long, after being sure the house had been locked tightly. He also runs a favorite motorcycle to a place that occurs in his head. What else if not the cost of the lover.

The traffic of the road certainly does not relax Andre's intention to arrive at the destination immediately.

Andre's eyes stared focused at the street, but suddenly the familiar female figure appeared to be carrying a cardboard box.

The woman looked tired. Andre's marginalizing. Then he stopped his motorbike to see what the woman was doing.

For a moment, Dewi put the cardboard on the sidewalk. Then take a box out of there. I don't know what it is, but Andre taxir if in a small box it contains a cake or lunch menu.

The goddess walked a few steps, then smiled kindly at the children of the peddler. Then, the woman gave the box she had brought to the child.

Of course, the salesman's son looked very happy. In fact, it feels like flickering stars at night are lost by the twinkle in the eyes of the child.

Unable to be held back, Andre's lips lifted. Showing a big smile.

Just looking at the smiles of the two people there, Andre was also happy.

Wait a minute, is it really just that smile that channels happiness in the heart of the man.

Not Andre was now feeling a sense of amazement at once moved by what he had seen.

One more thing he knew about the Goddess. Besides the sincere smile that he always displayed. The woman also had a sincere heart to share with others.

Andre hurriedly closed the helmet glass that had been opened, then returned to advance his motorbike before Dewi realized its existence.

Twenty minutes later, Andre had arrived in front of the gate of the Anggita boarding house.

Calling the woman, it's like it was in the contract. It seems, Anggita does not intend to raise Andre's call.

Andre decided to go home. With lethargic steps he headed for his motorbike, when ready to ride the two-wheeled vehicle. His eyes captured the shadow of the woman he was looking for in a car.

Anggita seemed to laugh loosely, very different from the perception of Andre who thinks if the woman is currently crying or sulking.

The thought in the car even showed that he was very happy. 'Who is he with?' ask Andre in your heart.

Without wanting to drag on, Andre immediately drove his second wheeled vehicle to the streets. Apparently, there was something else he had to finish.

The type in his room may have been waiting to be completed. Yes, he better choose to re-focus on completing the delayed thesis. As promised, this year must be graduation and get a job.

Andre believes, when he has graduated and worked later. His life will definitely be better.

For a moment, forgetting two women who continue to harass his life will be better.

"Yaa .. forget them," murmured Andre behind the helmet glass