The Dilemma of One Night Love
Chapter 64

Both eyes stared at each other sharply. Airin waited for the answer that came out of Angga's mouth. However, Angga apparently chose silence and silence. Made Airin think about some of the speculation of her husband's residence.

Angga picked up his phone on the carpet, then checked the incoming message. His fingers typed out a few words and sentences. However, do not answer Airin's question.

"Well," said Ringga.

Airin turned his head, seeing that his son had awoken. Airin wiped away her tears, hiding her anxiety and sadness in front of the Ringga.

"Why are you angry?" asked Ringga, approaching and almost sitting on the lap of Angga. Airin immediately carried his son, keeping him away from Angga who still smelled of alcohol.

"Let's take a shower, then have breakfast and go to school" said Airin, leading his son to the kama bath. His feelings were still upset, but tried to ignore him temporarily because he did not want to be sad when he saw his parents at odds.

After bathing Lingga, Airin went to the kitchen to cook. Seeing the clock on the wall was 7 in the morning. However, there was no sign of Bi Imah coming out of his room making Airin a little furious. This housekeeper, as used to be spoiled by his mother-in-law. Though viewed in terms of his work, Bi Imah is ordinary. However, his salary was huge. Bi Imah did not cook, nor was she ever seen helping to take care of her ailing mother-in-law. His job is just sweeping and mopping. Dishwasher often piles up, dirty clothes mother-in-law was lately Airin who put it in the washing machine.

With a salary of 10 million per month, and getting residential facilities does not seem to be worth the work that is very lazy. Don't want to touch this and that, if asked please difficult.

"Bik," Airin knocked on BI Imah's room, asking for help to Airin bring food to the dining room. Because Airin felt his stomach cramp a little so can not pacing.

Bi Imah opened the door, rubbing her eyes. "Yes, what's wrong?" sahut Bi Imah.

"Bring all the food I've cooked to the dinner table!"

"Gosh, Non, non. It's just calling me." complained Bi Imah.

Airin who was currently holding a washcloth, furiously and reflexively threw it towards the face of BI Imah.

"That's your job!" gerutu Airin, then stepped away.

"What task, all this time the mistress who used to arrange food," BI Imah back grumbled.

Airin turned around, and approached Bi Imah again. "Your lady is sick again, you want to cook! This is your job, don't argue too much!" gertak Airin's.

Bi Imah threw a lap at Airin.

"Why angry? Then do it yourself!"

Bi Imah entered back into the room, and closed the room door loudly. Airin clucked in annoyance, clenching his hands furiously. Knocking back the door of Bi Imah's room, this time very hard.

Bi Imah opened the door, with an annoyed look on her face.

"You are yes, if I like to argue. You are the one who paid my husband. So I have the right to tell you. Do it or I fire you!" gertak Airin's. Re-picked the washcloth, and threw it again into Bi Imah's face. Airin then left, and still heard Bi Imah's grunts.

Bi Imah came to the kitchen glancing cynically towards Airin. Bring one by one a bowl of vegetables and side dishes to the dining room.

"The maid doesn't know herself!" gerutu Airin was upset. For a moment his emotions exploded, but repeatedly beristighfar. His heart could no longer bear the patience to withstand disappointment. Disillusioned with her husband, who is secretly in contact with Mona, and disappointed with the pretentious maid who wants to always corner Airin like her mother-in-law.

Airin returned to the room, calling her son to go to the dining room. For a moment, also saw her husband who was currently preparing with a neat shirt standing in front of a mirror combing his hair.

Airin approached and looked at Angga. However, Angga dodged by holding Ringga down the stairs to the dining room.

Seeing her husband's cell phone lying on the table, Airin took it. Her mind was tainted with jealousy, so she began to want to know what messages her husband had sent to Mona.

Airin unlocks the pattern on Angga's phone screen, then reads one message at a time. But the message from Mona is no longer there, and it looks like Angga is completely erasing the conversation between him and Mona. Airin was upset, slamming her husband's phone into bed.

"Let's eat!"

Airin out of the room went towards the dining room. Staring at her silent husband at the dinner table.

"Buck, papah. We're taking a walk tomorrow, okay?"

Airin glanced and saw her husband also not answering her son's invitation. Lingga tugged at his papa's sleeve and repeated the same question.

"Look at it later, yeah. Papah wants to go to work," said Angga who finally spoke. Get up from the chair leaving food scraps on the plate.

" You eat first, spend it. Mamah wanted to say the same papah first," said Airin, then went to follow her husband's footsteps up the stairs.

"I want to talk,"

Airin pulled Angga's hand. Angga looked over and stopped his steps.

"What else?"

Airin snorted in annoyance, then looked into her husband's eyes.

"Why are you like this? Is it because we're in a difficult situation, you're changing like this?"

"You've been quiet, you know what?" angga Sahut.

"I'm your wife, can't you tell me your problem?"

"Then? Can you help me? No, right?" angga replied, stepping back up the stairs.

"You better stay home, take care of Ringga and keep your pregnancy. Don't bother me so much!"

Angga turned his head and gave a bluff.

"Am I in your eyes just that? Do you think I'm useless as your wife?"

Arriving in front of the room, Angga entered the room and closed the door loudly, to make Airin surprised.

Angga came out with his laptop bag back down the stairs. Glanced angrily at Airin who was still following his steps.

"I don't want you to fall like this, we can open up to each other, have a chat. Who knew we could find a way out together?" airin said, pulling her husband's hand to stop.

Angga fell silent, turned his head and looked into the eyes of Airin.

"Do you think our marriage is wrong? Didn't you realize that? Problems come and go without stopping since we got married, so don't make my mind more and more out of your jealous attitude" said Angga.

Airin saw a different look in her husband's eyes. It is not the love of a husband that he always misses. Airin releases Angga's hand.

"So you think our marriage was a mistake?" airin asked, looking into her husband's eyes deeper. Seeking the sincerity of lost love.