Destiny with You
Quarrel part 2

At 20:00, at the office where Hera works, she had walked out of the office waiting for the online motorcycle she booked. It didn't take long for Hera to be on her way home. When arriving at home, everything is like the original situation despite being inhabited by 2 families but this house is still quiet. Hera entered the front room, in the television room her mother-in-law was watching the soap opera. Hera then walks into the kitchen, keeps her bag on the chair, her stomach feels so hungry she warms up the ready-to-eat meal. He ate dinner very greedy, after feeling full, Hera took a tasnye then climbed the stairs into his room, the scent of perfume the man strongly smelled in the room, Dzikra was on his waist staring intently at him. Hera was quite surprised to see the existence of Dzikra, he also kept his bag on the hanger.

" Have you gone home? not a week's business trip?" tanya Hera was acting ordinary.

Dzikra walked towards him and pressed and pushed him until Hera hit her back against the door, she slightly crowed. Dzikra locked them up so that their distance was close enough. Both his hands were attached to the two sides of Hera's head.

" What care if you ask me something like that, it's not unimportant that I go home anytime? So that you can enjoy it here, right?" said the cruel Dzikra.

" What do you mean?"

" Don't pretend to be innocent, you are indeed*****, you're married but still a man. How much is that guy paying? How many times have you slept with her?" dzikra said full of anger.

" Why are you accusing me of that? Aren't you the one that's delicious there? why did you turn the facts back on me?" hera said not to accept.

" Okay, is there any evidence I did that?" challenge Dzikra.

" You too, there is evidence that I did it" Hera challenged as well

" of course, even I have a witness" said Dzikra.

Dzikra grabbed his phone and then showed a portrait of Hera and Rangga in the yard last night. Hera sighed.

" Now you can't give up, can you?" Dzikra smiled cynically.

" He's just a friend, there's nothing to do with him" Hera said calmly.

"If there's nothing, why did you bring the man's clothes to this room!" yelled Dzikra at Hera's face, with his hands clenched and at the door.

Hera only closed her eyes to see her emotional Dzikra explode, while Dzikra was disappointed because Hera instead of apologizing and sulking at him but she still casually responded. The wound in his hand yesterday again shed fresh blood.

" You misunderstand, we talk after your head is cold" said Hera, looking into the silent eyes of the Dzikra, his heart feeling a wound in the heart of the Dzikra.

Dzikra also released his quarrel and then grabbed his hair. While Hera chose to go to the bathroom to clear her mind and hot heart, because she was slandered. Turned on the shower and flushed all over his body and head, in the corner of his eyes saw Rangga's jacket was on the toilet. Hera immediately finished her bath and washed the jacket. Hera came out of the bathroom with a towel wrapped around her body, wet hair was being drained by her while walking towards the wardrobe, apparently Dzikra entered the room and saw the sight she was gawking, he was looking, the twinkling of his lust appeared his hands clasping firmly withstanding his desires. Dzikra nervously turned his body but the door leaf that had not had time to close made him sick, fresh blood poured out on his forehead. But the shame was greater than the pain, Dzikra then kicked the door, then walked down the stairs. Hera watched the incident silencing the smile holding her laughter.

After Dzikra's departure he put on his pajamas and dried his hair with a headrayer. Recalling the incident, Hera immediately took the p3k and walked down the stairs. Dzikra is not in the middle room, there is only one door that is slightly open. The shadow of the Dzikra was seen lying on the bed, slowly Hera approached the door and peeked at it, the Dzikra was already fast asleep. Hera went in and sat down beside Dzikra and then pulled out the hair blocking her husband's forehead. The wound was cleaned. Hera opened the p3k then poured alcohol onto the cotton pad, slowly pronounced onto the wound. Dzikra knew Hera was treating him by pretending to be asleep, but the alcohol that hit his wound made it feel like a cut, so Dzikra could only tighten his muscles by squeezing the sheets. Hera was so serious about treating his wound and then covered it with a handsaplas. After that she looked at the handsome face of her husband and then she dyed at the wound. The treatment almost woke up the Dzikra. His heart began to pump unstable, tidied up the Dzikra blanket and then came out of the room. The dzikra who had been holding his breath immediately opened his eyes.

Why is it with her, she treats me sweetly. Why am I being treated, receiving his treatment.

Hera went back to her room and slept. By morning around 3 o'clock, Dzikra returned to the room so that there was no suspicion of the house. He saw Hera curled up in a bed covered in blankets. Dzikra slept beside him when he turned to Hera, his wife turned her body until their face was facing. The dzikra who was tempted with Hera's red lips then kissed her long enough. He saw the woman he didn't budge. Dzikra repeated it again he kissed Hera's lips very long and deep. Makes his body hot.

Hera who was asleep felt it was a dream, when she woke up her lips wet, she thought maybe she was drooling. She shrunk it and went to the bathroom.

At the dining room table, all the family members had gathered for breakfast. His daughters-in-law had prepared a very large breakfast menu because grandfather and Alfarid had gone home last night. The atmosphere of the breakfast was extremely nurturing, no one dared to say.

" How's your condition, Hel?" ask grandpa.

" Good Cake, just occasionally have to check up, right babe?" look at her husband who is next to her.

" It's good, you too Hera went with Rachel, did a pregnancy test" said grandfather glancing at Hera.

Hera choked on hearing grandfather's words, before answering grandfather's question, Hera drank first.

" Yes cake, later if the schedule is empty again Rara will take Rachel all checks as well" said Hera.

"Sir, I want to ask, if the married woman in this family continues to be caught cheating what is the punishment?" rahel asked to lure Hera.

All who heard became choked to hear the remark, especially the mother-in-law.

" Where might this family do something like that" said the mother-in-law trying to calm down.

" Wasn't such a thing possible, did Ra? " Say Rahel fishing Hera.

Dzikra had already clenched his hands, he felt annoyed that the matter was raised in the morning speech. He also hit the table hard, to make those present shocked.

Braaaak!

" Close your mouth Rachel, it's inappropriate to make it a morning topic" the mother-in-law said with emotion.

" Already, Already! why fight like this. If there really is a problem, solve it internally first, and don't spread rumors." Grandpa said firmly.

Everyone is back to the breakfast focus. Rachel who was upset that everyone seemed to blame her drank milk and then sprayed it on Hera's face in front. Hera was silent to get a burst from Rachel, then looked at grandfather, intending to stop breakfast.

"Ra, you've got to get back at him" said grandfather.

Hera widened her eyes, then she obeyed grandfather's orders, she took his glass and put it in her mouth and then sprayed it into Rachel's face. Everyone who saw this scene stared at each other. And burst out laughing Grandpa saw the behavior of his daughter-in-law.

" Sometimes to cool the atmosphere takes silly and bold action" said grandfather.

SERIATE....