The Undone Story
Don't Be Separated Again

...CHAPTER 58...

...Don't Be Separated Again...

"Sin... Sindy!!" call him.

He came home with a bag of food in his hand. Then go into the kitchen and prepare it yourself. Pour and move some of the food in the container into a dish and also a bowl.

"Let's eat!!" shouted again. But the screams and calls of Dika were not heard by Sindy in the room.

He let out a long sigh and shook his head, forcing him to approach his wife to the room. That was the risk of marrying Sindy, a lazy and spoiled woman, who should have been the one who prepared everything for Dika. But all upside down, even He who has to take care of it.

Dika was surprised by the shock after opening the door, the state of their room had changed when it was just two hours ago, the room was already in a mess like a broken ship.

"What the fuck? Sindy!!" he called again.

There was no sight of Sindy in the room. Then I walked towards the balcony. Sindy was calling someone. Sindy turned her head towards him while pointing a finger at her lips so that Dika was not noisy.

"Well, we'll talk about this again.. Okay!" Sindy again closed her call after she finished talking.

"What the hell is Mas, screaming so noisily know!" while walking past Dika did not care about her who was angry.

"Why did you mess up this room?" sahut Dika while guiding all the contents of the room, that time he tried to be patient and hold his anger.

"Let's get it straight again, I'll wait at the dinner table, we'll eat together! After that there's something I want to ask you." he said coldly.

He went first to the dining room again after ruling Sindy. Sindy who was still upset, was forced to tidy up her room again, with a sour face that was bent.

"What do you want to ask?" cetus Sindy, after they finished eating.

"Oh yeah, I just saw Riska with her Mama Vicky at the restaurant. What is the relationship between the two of them? You must have known about all this, right?! You are one of the members of his extended family Vicky." said Dika, as well as want to investigate the matter earlier at the wedding of Vicky and his ex-wife.

Sindy raised one eyebrow. "Dumbenan you want to know other people's business?" chirp it, while chewing again a snack in his hand.

"I'm just nanya, is there something wrong, right? You see, this morning at the wedding of Vira and Vicky, her mother suddenly came and was very angry, she was blatantly against their marriage" he explained, obviously the curiosity just kept tickling his heart and mind Dika, as soon as he had to know exactly what happened to them.

"Hmm, actually Sister Riska is a former prospective fiancee Kak Vicky. But it's been a long time. But even so the relationship of Mama Sophia and Riska still remain close, like a father-in-law and daughter-in-law. And you'll never know who your ex-wife really is?!" chirps, now Sindy looks down on her husband.

"What does this have to do with Vira?" He frowned again, full of questions.

Sindy laughed cynically. "So you really don't know Mas, who is Vira really?!"

"Tell me clearly what you mean Sindy, don't beat around the bush anymore!" cetus, snatch annoyed.

Sindy sighed deeply then looked back at Dika who was also looking at her enthusiastically. Sindy, who folded her hands on the table, stared at the face of her husband.

"Listen to me, Mom... Your ex-wife is actually Vicky's mass lover... Clear?!" he said, Dika was surprised to hear it. His eyes widened, in disbelief.

"What's? So, so they both were.." dika blinked his eyes, immediately he rubbed his jaw slowly which was still gaping. Sindy nodded, flat.

"Yes, that's why starting this second as well, Mas should be able to spare him. All and including your son!" press Sindy warned again.

Sindy went up and smashed the napkin on the table, and left Dika alone, who was still raging in her own mind about Vira.

Dika rubbed his face rough. Exhaling his breath rough. "You don't want to come back to me. Turns out secretly, you've also been in touch with your ex-boyfriend again!" dika's hands clenched tightly on the table, feeling foolish.

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The night came, Aqilla had slept in a baby box, after Vira had finished breastfeeding her. Vira smiled faintly looking at her little princess's face, as if her maniac did not want to be able to look at her. But because it had been too long in the room, leaving Vicky alone in the tv room. Since Irfan was still in his bakery, his heart became uneasy because of it. Slowly Vira stepped out of the room, and approached Vicky who was sitting on the sofa while engrossed in playing his playbook.

"Aqilla is bobo?" vicky asked his head, momentarily realizing Vira had been sitting next to him.

"Have.." replied Vira smiling, then she let out a long sigh and leaned her back against the head of the sofa, gently kneeling her own shoulders. Vicky smiled at his wife who looked so cute.

"Here, let me be the incandescent." bargained Vicky, while putting his phone on the table. Vicky flipped his seat to his wife's side, and Vira sat back to Vicky straightening her legs on the couch.

Vicky began massaging in the area of Vira's shoulders slowly. "Pity my wife, all day you must be tired, right." he said.

Vira just smelled a smile hearing it. Then Vicky's reflexes kissed softly on his cheeks, until his cheeks met red, when Vicky also whispered in his earlobes Vira.

"How does it feel to be massaged by me, delicious?!" god, rolled his eyes.

Vira's cheeks warmed up again. "Yes, your massage is really good. Thank you." he said a little nervously.

After a long massage of Vira's shoulders and back. Vicky hugged his wife from behind tightly. Put his chin on his shoulder and look forward.

"Darling, may I call you darling from now on?" pinta Vicky suddenly. Then Vira laughed lightly to hear it, while rubbing Vicky's heavy hands that were at home coiled in his stomach.

"Why laugh, is there anything funny?!" his edge swerved quickly. Vira shook her head.

"Yes, you're funny. We are legally husband and wife. You have the right to call me whatever you like.. Maybe now I should also get used to calling you by another name," Vira raised her eyebrows, turning her head again to her husband. "I call you, Mas Vicky yes." he said slowly, holding his smile.

Vicky smiled broadly. Then soon the two became amused laughing, because his speech was still ambiguous in their hearing. Vira reflexes cover Vicky's face with a sofa pillow, so as not to see his face that has been flushed once.

Before long, their views clashed again. The gaze is equally exciting and sweet. Like there are magnets pulling each other, I don't know who started it first. Now their lips are attached, both feel the soft and warm of the chewy object. Vicky seemed lost, for a long time he wanted this touch of lips from the woman he loved so much.

It was quite a long wait, because finally all his dreams were fulfilled. In his heart, Vicky hopes that he and Vira will never again be separated, by time and distance. Also from people who intend to separate them.

Seriate...

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