Ex Wife Becomes Stepmom
16. Sorry whispers that didn't arrive

Danu POVs

After a fight with Anaya on the street. I drove the woman back to the apartment. I don't know what's wrong with my heart. Since when did Jessi become so precious to me. It's just that this divorce managed to make me tormented to the bone.

Before I was so confident that Jessi would never dare to ask for a divorce from me. He was alone, his parents were all dead. A treasure? Even Jessi's mother had previously spent all of their possessions on medication. Then, what courage made that woman desperate to divorce me.

With a feeling that is not calm. I cleaned up all my clothes, put them in the big suitcase Jessi had brought here.

I know, there's not a little bit of hurt that I've inflicted on that woman. From the beginning of my marriage I betrayed her. It was just that back then I was just playing around with the paid women. Unlike the last three years that were only glued to Anaya. My boyfriend has been missing for two years.

Anaya's unannounced departure for almost a year before my marriage drove me almost mad to the point of agreeing to my father's plan to marry me to Aunt Arum's son. It's just that, every time I see Jessi I become reminded of how Aunt Arum took care of me like a child at that time.

I can't be selfish, can I? I can't love her daughter as much as they expect. At least I didn't destroy her future by fucking her without love.

I thought Jessi was like my own sister back then. Screwing an innocent Jessi without love, will only make it the same as the ****** that I slept with out there. Nah! Jessi is a respectable girl.

That is the kind of thinking I always instill in my heart. But now I regret that thought. If only I had fucked her and had a child with Jessi. Maybe he won't ask for a divorce easily.

My head was throbbing pain suddenly. Thinking about Jessi is endless. Better, I postpone my departure until tomorrow morning. At least I have to take a break to have the energy to drive to the airport. I decided to go on holiday to Bali. My brain feels like it's going to break because it's filled with memories that are not much with Jessi.

"Mas, are you home?" Jessi seemed to be approaching me. Deftly picked up the suit, as well as the suitcase I pulled on my left hand.

The sweet smile on the lips of the beautiful woman never faded when welcoming me. In a moment, guilt hit my little heart. It's just that my brain refuses to accept.

Jessi should have been angry when I came home like the wives of other men who knew that her husband was having an affair. It's just, Jessi didn't!

Even when I picked up the phone from another woman she did not show a jealous look, let alone anger. We in this house are already really like sister brother who only lives together.

"Hemm," a paper bag containing the latest Gucci bag I gave Jessi. I know my dad used to give presents to Jessi. Father also often said do not hesitate to royal same wife, because the husband's sustenance is also the wife's sustenance. But, does that still apply to households like me and Jessi?

"Forku?" Ask not to believe.

"Hmmm... I'm tired, can I have something warm and fresh made to restore energy?" My love for Jessi. Jessi smiled, then nodded enthusiastically. Oh, my God, look at that kid. Being told to be happy, it does look a little different to the women I date.

Boro-boro welcomes with such happiness. They will even frown and whine fearing that their skin and pretty nails are broken. If only this heart could love Jessi more than just loving a sister.

Gts ... Gts ...

"Mas, I'm in, huh?" Get out of bed. I opened the door. I see Jessi's changed clothes, a short negligee with a low cleavage. What's on this woman's mind? Tease me? But it doesn't feel possible.

"Here, rest."

After taking a cup of ginger wedang made by Jessi. I closed my room door again. Yes, we did sleep in separate rooms.

In the morning, Jessi was seen watering flowers in her mini garden. A small hum as if it had no burden of life at all. Seeing her so happy I smiled. My footsteps want to take me to Jessi, I don't know what wind makes me want to hug that slim, sexy body into my arms.

"Darling, let go of that. Stop playing with water, you'll be tired!" A man with a faint face that I did not recognize passed through my body. Get out of our house and take over Jessi's job.

My chest was rumbling, tight, and sick at the same time. What the fuck! Is Jessi cheating on me, too? He wants revenge, then brings another man home while I'm home? Didn't she?!

Insolence, can't be left anymore. Thinking about Jessi using a short negligee with a low cleavage last night makes me hotter. Did they fuck in our house last night? Feel like I'm not home? Is this how Jessi is doing?!

"Jess!" I screamed loudly. It's just that Jessi is deaf to my voice. That woman no longer respects me. At least as an older brother, although I can't consider myself a husband.

"Jess! What are you doing haaa!" My cry grew louder, filled with rage. "Jess!"

Byur...

Uhuk ... Uhuk ...

"Mas! Wake up!" Anaya was seen dabbling around the waist with an empty glass in her hand. I still coughed as water entered the nasal cavity.

What a taste it is. I looked at Anaya who was still holding the glass fiercely. Seeing her getting more and more insolent made me run out of patience.

Plaque ...

"What are you doing, haa! Dare to douse me with water like this." My meaning was loud, I pushed Anaya's body onto the bed.

"Mas, did you slap me?" Anaya rounded her eyes in disbelief. Those big round eyes looked glazed. As if very miserable, and tormented.

Holy hooch! What I do. Trying to suppress emotions in the heart. I exhaled a long breath. Turn around, then enter the bathroom.

"Mas! What the hell are you?! You slap me, Mas. My mother!" The scream from Anaya was still heard from outside the bathroom.

Ignoring Anaya's shout, I scooped a tired face. It turns out that what happened was a dream. Jessi was with another guy just my dream. O God, how far have you turned my heart. How far would you like to show me if Jessi is the right woman for me.

Ruffling my hair to a mess. Then I slowly turned on the shower, flushing each inch of my body with cold running water. I need to cool my head.

The shadow about Jessi that greeted me with a bright smile. Ignoring the smell of perfume, and sometimes the lipstick on my clothes made me even more claustrophobic.

"I'm sorry, Jes. I should have made you happy, but I hurt you. What do I have to do for you to come back to me, Jes. If only I could turn back the clock" a soft heart kept calling Jessi back into my life.

"I'm sorry" I whispered to the empty wind. Jessi may not be able to hear my apology, but I hope God kindly breathes this sorry whisper into Jessi's heart. Good woman, and full of patience that I have been wasting.

...so gini guys, the plan is this story will end here in chapter 20. then it will continue in Fizzo, so .. please stop by next door after there is further notice from me 😂...