
For several days since getting the information from Dion, Dea had barely known the meaning of a calm. At all times, the main task is to pay attention to every action that Ben takes, just to look for suspicious movements.
However, Dea has yet to find any signs that her husband will leave again without her knowledge.
The impact of the chaotic mind makes Dea more often experience morning and night nausea when about to sleep. His appetite also decreased, with a face that was always pale.
“You want me to take it to the doctor for a check, De?” tanya Ben offers, but immediately gets a rejection in the form of a weak headband from the wife.
“Not necessary.” Because Dea was so afraid that the opportunity was used by Ben to meet his lover. In fact, Dea further strengthened his grip on the sleeve of the husband's clothes as a form of prevention of Ben's departure.
“I buy medicine or vitamins, how? But I consulted first with dok—“
“Nevent gone!” Again, Dea refused. Even his voice was much more resolute now than before. “No need to go anywhere. I'm still fine.”
However, Ben knew that his wife was not that good.
“Ayo departing!” Dea tried her hardest to be able to stand up leaving her sitting position from the dressing chair. It took Ben's support so he could stand perfectly.
“If you are sick again, no need to take part in work, De. You will be free to monitor from home as well,” suggested Ben who immediately get a reply in the form of a sharp face from the wife.
“Ngak. I can go to the restaurant,” Dea replied steadfastly. He took a deep breath to exhale violently to convince himself, but his vision suddenly turned around causing him to almost lose his balance.
“De!” Ben quickly restrains his wife's waist to prevent Dea from falling. His facial expression mixed with shock and worry, so he confirmed his proposal. “De, I really do not recommend you to the restaurant now! You're so weak now, De. You go there, why? Sleeping cannot either. Sitting makes you pegel for a long time. The road is also often paved. What are you going to do there? Mending don't have to go, De.”
Instantly, Dea's weak gaze turned sharp as it was directed at Ben.
“Why have you always tried to find a gap so far from my monitoring?” asked Dea in a cynical tone. “You deliberately want to be away from me so that you can freely meet other women out there, so?”
Ben automatically frowned not understanding. He paused for a moment to guess what mistake Ben had made. However, he did not find anything wrong in him, let alone that about other women.
“What do you say, De?” So, Ben asked to know the clarity of the wife's anger.
Not expecting, that the reply was an additional anger marked by the turning away of Dea's gaze from the husband.
Ben exhaled a rough breath. He does not know what to provide a solution, because he does not understand the existing problems. So, he changed the position of his hand from the waist of Dea to the shoulder of the woman to give a soothing gentle swab.
“Yes, what do you want? I follow you aja,” said Ben, resigned.
“Ke restaurant,” Dea replied in a flat tone.
Ben did not refuse or give any more advice. Choosing to follow whatever the wife wants, because she thinks, as a 31-year-old adult woman, Dea should understand what is good and not for herself.
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Dion tracks down the place Ben was visiting when he first learned that his sister-in-law was suffering from an illness.
Sacrificing his early departure to the office, Dion had already arrived in front of a pair of brown wooden doors. He knocked on it several times, until a woman with a distended stomach opened the door.
“Ya, find who?” ask the woman confused.
Dion almost had trouble taking his eyes off the woman's stomach, then pulled the corner of her right lip faintly.
The woman listened carefully.
“I can ... wonder about my friend's condition? Maybe ... I can give a support for Ben to be more excited to continue his life.”
The suspicious expression of the woman slowly dimmed, replaced by a thin smile that looked very sincere.
“Sure,” replied the woman. He was about to go out to let Dion sit on the porch, but an inner cry made him renounce his intentions.
“Who, Who?”
“Temennya Ben,” replied the woman.
“Submit in, Yang. You are not very polite with guests.” The voice returned to give directions.
So Dion was given the opportunity to enter the house. He had met an adult man who he believed to be the husband of the woman in front of him, but only briefly. After giving a respectful nod, the man had already disappeared from sight.
A moment of silence, which Dion took advantage of that silent time to think quickly about his next move.
“So, you want to know what about Ben?” ask the woman.
Dion smiled faintly. Embark on a plan to build Dea's hatred on Ben.
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“In the room it is narrow, stuffy. I can't breathe. So, I like being here.” That's the reason that Dea expressed when choosing to sit near the kitchen door that can make him see Ben's activities with other employees and customers.
Ben initially felt uncomfortable, especially his other colleagues were also tense over the action. However, due to the deal earlier this morning, Ben dropped his intention to protest.
Everything was normal at first. Ben still delivers food orders to every customer who comes to the restaurant. At certain times where he can rest, Ben will sit crouching beside Dea to persuade his wife to find out the real problem.
“You don't want to tell me about what's bothering you now?” ask Ben.
Dea considered it for a moment. He honestly wanted to ask more about the female figure he saw in the mansion yesterday. But considering that her husband did not necessarily answer honestly, Dea was rather pessimistic.
“De?” Ben demanded again.
Their chat could not last long due to the arrival of new customers, which made Ben swiftly move to serve them.
However, just a few steps, Ben get a message on his phone. After reading, the calm expression he showed, instantly disappeared. Ben hurried over to Dea to ask for permission.
“De, can I go out? There's important business. Let's just say I use the break time later for now.”
Dea had just opened her mouth to find out her husband's departure, but Ben had already turned around and left the restaurant so hurriedly.
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