Mystery Girl Lurer
Mine

"I can't believe after three years I finally found her, Irna Damayanti.." Fredian fell on the sidewalk. Still staring at Irna's car disappearing from the highway.

For the past three years Fredian has been in control of the London Reshort of Germany. His father and mother knew the frustrated face of his only son. He still could not forget his wife.

Both of Fredian's parents let Fredian look for him, they both did not until the heart saw his son's daily life became gloomy and fell down.

Seeing every day and every night just spent his time from Club to Club. He drank and went home drunk.

Fredian stepped onto the slightly climbing road, his car in the parking lot below. He saw Alfred in the distance. While Irna was next to him lifting a clothesline.

"What a sweet child."

After finishing her work, Irna brought her son back into the house.

"Tok tok!" The sound of knocking on the door.

Irna was surprised, it was almost night there was someone knocking on her door. Only the neighbors greeted him. And if time is dusk, nothing will come.

"Kreeeeek" Irna opened the door, someone stood carrying a suitcase in front of her door.

"Why are you here? my son just went to bed." Irna looked behind her back, after reading the story to Alfred her son fell asleep on the sofa. On his lap.

"Of course I'll stay here." Without waiting any longer, go into the house carrying his suitcase. Irna is confused not to know why Fredian suddenly wants to stay in the house with her.

"Didn't he hate me so much, and be angry with me. What does he want now?!" Irna's whisper in her heart still did not understand.

He closed the door and followed Fredian's back. Fredian took his suitcase into the room.

"In this house, there is only one room. But I'm gonna clean the next room I'm gonna sleep in there with Alfred." Said the girl in a stammering voice.

Fredian looked at Irna who was leaning against the wall, Irna looked at him with a very frightened face. His body looks thin and pale. The beautiful face that was always shining staring with a smile had already disappeared, it might have disappeared in a very long time.

"Or you want to stay here, so I'll find another place tomorrow." Then, walk while holding the wall out of the room.

The last few days the weather was very cold and caused bone pain in his legs.

After carrying Alfred into the room. Irna folded the clothes in the living room, she sat on a sheet of thick carpet. Tails of his eyes glanced at Fredian holding a towel over his right shoulder, the man was not wearing a top shirt.

"Did he not feel cold? why not get dressed in this weather?" Whispers watered.

Fredian stepped into the bathroom located at the very end of the room. Cleaning his body that had not smelled water all day.

Irna arranged the clothes into the closet. Fredian stood behind him with just a sheet of towel. Looking for clothes in his suitcase.

Irna did not want to turn her head towards him, she hurriedly walked out of the room and closed the door.

"Did he consider me someone else now?! I haven't even signed the divorce papers she threw on my desk three years ago." He said as he squeezed his head, sitting on the edge of the bed.

Fredian stepped out of the room, seeing that Irna was seriously working in the small room next to her room.

Fredian walked into his study, looking at the photo on the wall. All the photos there are photos of Irna being with Alfred. Irna looked at Fredian who was standing in her room.

"Is there something you're looking for? besides this?" Irna pointed towards her neck, while looking at Fredian from her work chair.

The girl put down the ballpoint pen and took off her glasses. Start packing the files on the table.

He stepped out of the room, somehow his chest still felt stuffy if he was in the same room as Fredian.

Fredian blocked his arm to stop his steps.

"I knew I was wrong to have acted foolishly at that time. I came to my old house without thinking twice. And didn't leave right away when I saw Rian there. I seduced him and that night I slept with him. I've betrayed you, I stayed away from you from then on, because I wasn't a proper wife."

Irna looked into Fredian's eyes looking for the truth in her eyes.

"I should be the one who is angry but why are you the one who is angry and leaves me?! I should have been the one who got angry and left you!" Said Fredian while looking at him fixedly.

"Then what should I do? I've slept with another man, do you think I'll stay home with you without guilt? I've been a long way here and you found me here. Then how else do I have to be?" The girl sobbed while wiping her tears that continued to flow.

"Then if you leave, why don't you bring the person you are courting?! why choose to stay alone to take care of your son alone, and live a miserable life like now?!" Fredian shouted in front of Irna's face.

"Me, me.." Irna stuttered still crying.

"And I found this under your pillow! do you still see my face every day and every night?" Fredian showed me a picture of her wedding that had been under Irna's pillow.

"I'm sorry I'm going to give it back to you, I'm not going to take anything anymore. I won't take another picture of you." The girl came back crying, desperately looking at Fredian's shady eyes in front of her. Even he did not dare to touch her at all now.

Irna let go of Fredian's hand on her arm, then stepped unsteadily walking out of the room.

"Even in three years I have to part with my only son, then what else is left in my life.I don't have anything I can have." Irna touched Alfred's head gently. The girl kissed her forehead while crying. Irna sat on the floor immersing her face on the edge of the bed holding back her crying voice.

That morning Irna woke up with her face puffy, Alfred still sleeping next to her. And as he was about to turn around he felt someone sleeping behind his back. Irna touched his chest, the man next to her he didn't wear his clothes.

"God! Why are you sleeping here? you should have slept in the next room."

"It's too cold there." With her tongue clutching Irna's waist, rubbing her head on Irna's left shoulder.

"The scent of his body, and his breath so close. Makes me unable to stop thinking about something I shouldn't be thinking about right now." The whisper of Irna in his heart.

Fredian was aware of the temperature changes in Irna's body.

"Do you feel anything else?" His whisper in Irna's ear.

"Feel what? I'm just gonna get up to make breakfast." He tried to get out of his bed.

Fredian buried his head in Irna's neck on purpose. Irna's body temperature is increasing.

"Akh!" Irna squealed because Fredian bit her neck.

"Fred, we're not husband and wife anymore. So this, it can't be this way..."

"Did you say this letter? have I signed or have you not seen my wife again!" Opened a divorce papers three years ago in front of Irna's face.

"Three years I'm waiting for you to go with Rian and when you're with him I'll sign this."

"Why didn't you sign it? don't you want to see me again from then on?" Irna looked up waiting for an answer.

"I still want to see you even if you've stabbed me in the heart with a knife, I appreciate your decision to go with him."

"But seeing her as devastated as I have been in these three years, I came to know the answer without asking her or you."

"You're still my wife!" Kissed Irna's lips, and smelled her.

"Akh, don't touch that!" Holding Fredian's hand behind her skirt.

"Don't be noisy or Alfred will wake up." Irna held down Fredian's chest as she wanted to overstress his body.

"Why can't everything?" Said Fredian impatiently then lifted Irna's body to the room next door.

Seriate....