Disappeared Husband Married CEO
The lies of Yoga

"Darling! a suit of suits and white pants already put in the suitcase? be careful not to take it wrong or miss it. Mas can be given a warning by the manager." exclaimed Yoga from the bathroom.

"Iya Mas I have put in a suitcase, also casual clothes and work clothes for one week in Surabaya." replied Mesya while putting the last clothes that have been folded, as well as the last clothes that have been folded, then pull the zipper to close.

"Simplek!

The handsome, thick-browed, thin-moustached man came out of the bathroom. The scent of soap and shampoo wafted freely in the Mesya olfactory. The beautiful woman stared in admiration at her husband when she saw the athletic body of Yoga with the falling water from her black hair. Yoga restores her wet hair and stands in front of the mirror while hand-stabbing her hair. From the mirror Yoga caught the face of the wife who was staring at him.

"Why do you watch me like that? Yoga smiled and approached the wife who was sitting on the edge of the bed. The two cheeks of Mesya meet red. At the reach of the face of the wife and then at the kiss of ranum lips that always become opium for Yoga. There was no rejection at all from Mesya, really he really enjoyed the warm kiss from Prayoga.

Suddenly Yoga released her pagutan "Ma'af kan Mas dear, mas afraid late if we do it first. Next week after the mas return from service, mas promise will take you a vacation to the island of the Gods and we spend both there." said Yoga, his right hand rubbed Mesya's head.

Mesya's eyes sparkled brightly, a smile etched on his tiny lips "Is it Really Mas? are we going on holiday on the island of Bali?

"Yes, baby, I promise!"

Mesya immediately flattered and entered into the arms of the athletic body of yoga, on the back of his head on the chest of her husband's field. "Mas, promise never to wish me. I'm afraid you'll leave me." said Mesya bitterly

The deg! as soon as Yoga's heart skipped a beat, his throat felt choked, yoga gulped his saliva many times. There is a feeling of guilt for betraying and abusing his faithful wife.

"Hey what are you talking about?! The wiping of Mesya's head "Will not be dear, Mas will never betray you, you are my first and last love, hard-earned Mas pursue and get your love, you, it will never be wasted." Mesya was getting stronger hugging the athletic body of her husband who always became opium when he was making out.

Yoga took a deep breath and exhaled slowly "I'm sorry Mey, I've cheated you, but I promise after Anggita gives birth, I'll divorce her." murmured yoga in heart.

Indeed, Mesya was very fascinated by the sweet words of Prayoga, the handsome man who had conquered his heart and lived with him for three years, but God had not entrusted the offspring to the couple.

The clock showed at nine in the morning, Mesya drove her husband to the door. "Just go, baby, take care of yourself." Mesya kisses the back of her husband's hand and Yoga kisses his wife's forehead in love.

Yoga-owned black sedan car leaving the yard. Mesya has also been getting ready to go to the boutique, because there are so many orders at his boutique lately.

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Two days already Yoga went to Surabaya without any news. Many times Mesya contacted and sent messages, but still check.

"Where have you been, why have your phone been inactive for two days, even my message is still one check." murmured Mesya lirih.

Iphone on his desk. The woman pushed the wheelchair back and walked towards the window, in the face of the dense city streets crawling "Not usually Mas yoga shut down' call for days." Mesya let out a strong sigh, until the sound of knocking on the door shifted his attention, his eyes moved to the closed door.

"Come in!

'Czech, kreeekkkk..

"Siang ma'am, there's a guest who wants to see mom." Rara was still standing and holding the door handle.

"Where's the guest?

"Bottom down, in the waiting room."

"Yes I've met now, I happen to have done my job."

"Good ma'am!" Rara closed the door again.

Mesya went down the stairs and walked closer to a middle-aged woman but still looked beautiful

"Auntie Merry! Sapa Mesya, the woman who greeted him was standing looking at the clothes made by Mesya, he turned his head and smiled as the owner of the boutique street approached.

"Hey Mbak Mesya, how are you?' the two of them are talking to each other.

"Aunty just got home from Melbourne two days ago. How's Aunt's party dress?"

Mesya nodded "It was a month ago Tan."

"Yes I've transferred the rest, also please make me a couple party dress with my husband, later the model Aunty send. incidentally Aunt already has her own design you just design it, just design it, about Aunty's price doesn't matter."

"All right Auntie I'll do."

"you're all in total, Auntie paid off."

"Let me count first after the design Aunty sent."

"Okeh then, yes already Aunty home first, then just tell ya."

"Okay Tan!

Mesya delivered Aunt Merry his loyal customer to the front door. After that he walked towards the clothes stand that lined up, then saw one by one the design models he made. There is pride in itself because it has successfully spawned various models of women's clothing, especially Muslim clothing. Having a high sense of confidence so many customers from among socialites come to visit his boutique, how many clothes have sold even out of town.

Accidentally, a woman with a thick body hit Mesya who was repairing a mannequin statue.

The mannequin statue that almost fell, managed to hold Mesya.

"Ma'af Ma'am! mom feels bad.

Mesya turned his head and looked at the woman he once knew "Aren't you RT's mother-in-law at my in-law estate?

The middle-aged woman gnashed her forehead "Yes I am RT ma'am, whose mother-in-law are you?

Nesya smiled and then reached out her hand "Include mom, I'm Mesya ex-Marni's mother, at that time I once came to the mother's house asking for a letter of introduction to take care of the ID card and securities belonging to Mas Yoga who are pickpocket."

"Oh yes, yes I remember! ma'am Marni, are you shopping too?

"No ma'am, I own this boutique" Mesya said with a smile.

"Life, not expecting. Miss Marni has a rich and beautiful ghost too, surely her son Bu Marni is very lucky to get a beautiful and rich woman" said the stocky woman chuckled.

Mesya just smiled, suddenly he remembered something "Ohya ma'am, isn't there a PKK rally at the top and stayed there? why didn't Rt's mom come?"

The middle-aged woman furrowed her brows "PKK Arisan? no tuh! anyway for what arisan pake stay at the top of everything, ngabisin pouch husband jeung." the woman again chuckles floss his teeth are brackets.

Mesya was shocked and almost in disbelief, Why did his in-laws have to lie and why did he ask for 5 million dollars? but he gave 4 million. "So, there are no PKK chants at the top huh ma'am?

"There has not been and has never been held at the top, most also in the homes of residents who are found arisan." Bu Rt saw the look on Mesya's face that suddenly pias "What's wrong?"

"Ahh, there's nothing, ma'am." Mesya forced his smile.

"Yes, please continue shopping, I want to go to my room first."

"Yes, please come."

After saying goodbye to Rt's mother, Mesya climbed the stairs in a state of shock and wondered "why should Mama lie to me? where did Mama go? Mesya threw a rough breath "I'll go to mama's house and find out for myself."

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