CHAPTER 1 MY HUSBAND IS NOT HIS USUAL SELF

Monica felt that her husband Anton had changed after returning from a bukber with his business partner. He no longer feels at home and doesn't seem to love Monica anymore. There was just an excuse to go out of the house, whether he was actually taking care of real business or not it was always business that he made excuses for.

"Special call," Sonia said as she shook her cell phone.

"Put the phone down, let's just enjoy this fun night together," Anton replied as he snatched the phone from Sonia's hand.

"How naughty," Sonia whispered as she embraced Anton.

They made out in a hotel without thinking about Monica who was waiting for Anton's return. It all started when they met at a business meeting under the guise of business. Anton, whose economy has risen thanks to his wife Monica, is now the boss and makes him not remember how Monica accompanied him from scratch.

"Your wife keeps calling," Sonia whispered in between their beds.

"Don't think about her, today is our happy day," Anton said as he gently pushed Sonia onto the bed.

He was really intoxicated by Sonia's charms, which were getting prettier and prettier, her fair skin and body making him forget his wife for a moment.

"Your behavior is getting better, at this rate I want to be satisfied all the time," Sonia said in a seductive position.

"Call me if you need satisfaction," Anton replied as he straightened his clothes.

"Okay," Sonia replied briefly, then she stood up to give Anton a kiss. She deliberately left a mark on the shirt Anton was wearing in order to fight with his wife.

Sonia wanted to win Anton's heart because she saw Anton's company progressing now. Anton has become the owner of a bona fide company in this city now. If she could snatch Anton from his wife's hand, it would make her the wife of a wealthy company.

"In that case, I'll see you tomorrow," Anton said.

"Can't you just stay here with me?" asked Sonia while being spoiled for Anton. She hugged him so he wouldn't leave her alone in the hotel.

"I can't, my wife is waiting at home," Anton replied as he let go of Sonia's hand that was wrapped around his stomach.

Sonia grunted in annoyance that Anton was going home to his wife tonight. He should just spend the night here and not go home. Sonia even teased Anton's dirty, shabby wife, who only wore negligee at home and smelled of onions and smoke because she only worked in the house and kitchen. Unlike her who is beautiful, smells good and is also good at pleasing Anton in bed. She also feels no shame when invited out to business meetings.

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"Come home my husband, eat first, I've cooked for you to break your fast," Monica said as she opened the door for Anton and accepted the bag brought by Anton.

"I already ate," he replied reluctantly.

"Where have you eaten? Do you usually eat at home?" Monica asked.

"I've been meeting with clients as well as opening with them," Anton replied as he took off the suit he was wearing and handed it to Monica.

Monica received the suit and was surprised that Anton's suit smelled of female perfume, her eyes also fell on the collar of the shirt Anton was wearing, a peck from a woman's lipstick.

At first she thought she was looking at the wrong thing but the more she emphasized her gaze, the more she saw that it was a woman's peck on her husband's collar.

"Are you meeting with a female client?" Monica asked.

"Yes, the company that will work with us, he brought a secretary," Anton replied.

Monica just nodded slowly, but her heart broke a little when she found out that her husband was tempted by the secretary invited by his business partner. Usually he would never be tempted, what this time the secretary brought was the type of woman Monica liked.

"You're like a confused person, take it easy, you're the only one I love," Anton said as he kissed Anton's forehead.

"Mas, on your collar," Monica pointed.

"What's wrong?" asked Anton as he looked at the collar Monica was pointing at.

Anton was shocked by what he saw, this must be Sonia's doing, why didn't she take care to leave peck marks on the collar of his work shirt to make Monica see it. Anton had to think of something to make Monica believe him.

"Ah, it must be that woman, she was itching to tempt me to accept cooperation with their company," Anton said reasonably.

"Why did you let her touch you, mas?" asked Monica with teary eyes.

"It was an accident, don't misunderstand me," Anton replied as he wiped away Sonia's tears.

Anton took Sonia to the bedroom and did the routine things they do as a legally married couple. But this time Anton's performance was not like usual, he was even limp and weak after just a few minutes.

"Mas, are you tired?" Monica asked.

"Yes, this time my work is so tiring," Anton replied.

"Get some rest," Monica replied, trusting Anton because their company was at its peak.

They both slept together until morning, Monica no longer thought about the lipstick on her husband's collar. But as a memento she photographed the shirt collar and kept it in a white plastic, she also wrote the date and month as a description of the incident. Then the shirt was put in a special storage box.

She hoped this would not happen a second time. No itchy woman would tempt her husband to get business with her.

"Honey, I'm in a hurry to go to work, oh yeah, you don't have to wait for me to come home to eat iftar, I'll be home late today," Anton said as he said goodbye to his wife.

"Coming home late again?" asked a sad Monica.

"It's all for you and our family," Anton replied as he kissed her forehead.

"Alright, be careful on the road," Monica replied.

Anton rushed to his car and picked up Sonia at her place, he left earlier than usual just to meet Sonia and be intimate in the car.

"You'll pick me up later, right?" Sonia teased while embracing Anton.

"Yes, hurry down before you're late," Anton replied.

"Look here, Anton," Sonia said as she wanted to kiss Anton's lips but he avoided it because he was still fasting.

"It's still fasting, just do it after iftar time, you can devour me to your heart's content," Anton said.

Sonia chuckled because she couldn't make out with Anton because it was the fasting month. If it was a normal month, she would have been satisfied to crush Anton's lips before getting out of the car.

"Bye... Someone's husband," Sonia said as she kissed Anton goodbye, her coquettish style, her natural makeup, the formal clothes she wore made Sonia a plus in Anton's eyes.

"Mr. Anton?" greeted someone who startled Anton.