chapter 4

Marriage is the greatest foundation of love and family. Marriage is where all fantasies starts. Marriage is one way of two couples get to know each other in a deepest way.

I was dumbfounded as I sat on the sofa. What time is it but Max is still gone. In recent months, I have noticed a change in him. Especially his attitude towards the former Max who became my girlfriend.

Sometimes I just think that maybe he's just really tired from work that he doesn't even care about me anymore.

I glanced at my wrist watch.

It's one a.m in the morning. It was early in the morning but even his shadow was not coming.

The color of the light throughout the house is dim. I want to sleep but drowsiness has not visited me. There are those of me who want to sleep with my wife even tonight.

How I missed the old him so much.

I was startled by the violent opening of our door. I didn't lock it so that in case he came he wouldn't ring the doorbell.

I saw his volume. I immediately got up from my seat and greeted him with a hug.

"Why are you late again, Max? What's wrong with you?" I could smell the wine on his breath when he spoke.

"It's none of your business" I was hurt by the way he said it. But I kept quiet because maybe he was just tired and there was fun going on in the company.

I feel like I lost everything when we got married.

When we got married, only her Daddy and Grandma went there. There is no shadow of Denise. They didn't say anything or anything as long as he just ratified the two of us. They did not go to the reception but said goodbye and went home immediately.

Our first night together as a married couple is magical. He was so gentle and caring while making love at me in bed. It even reached us at three o'clock because there, he didn't want to go as far.

We traveled around Paris for our honeymoon. One of the most worth to keep memories for me. He really cares for me so much. Whenever I'm looking through his eyes, only I can see is love and contentment.

After we got home, we started moving into the house he had built for the family we would form ever since. I'm different from Tita. But I did not abandon them. I give them the money Max gave me. I would have liked to work, it's a pity that I studied but he said that the money we get from his own company is enough. It was his company now, he grew it even more than before. Our liquor made by our company is one of the most top selling liquor brand. It also had various branches nationwide.

"What do you want?" I only followed him as he walked. He almost lost his balance on the stairs, fortunately I was able to support him.

"Take it easy" He didn't even want to take the elevator so that he could reach the top floor of the house where our room is. The stubbornness of his stubbornness.

I flicked the light switch before he fell on the bed lying on his overweight.

He growled and turned to me. His eyes narrowed a bit with excessive intoxication. I was bored at the idea of ​​him driving home even though he was so drunk! What if he had an accident! God! This is Max really!

I caressed his cheek. I was shaken by his appearance. Blast blast the hair and blush the lips.

"Okay, just go to sleep first. I'll talk to you tomorrow" I kissed his forehead.

I got off the bed and sat on his feet before one by one took off his shoes. Next I climbed up again and removed his neck tie before one by one removed the buttoning of his tuxedo. When I was about to remove his polo, my forehead furrowed when I saw the shades of lipstick. It’s just a bit red but I know it’s lipstick!

I looked at his peaceful sleeping face.

What is this Max?

Does he have a woman?

Someone helped a tear in my eye. I blinked and wiped it away. I can't be negative! You just know it's not lipstick and she uses something else. I don’t want to ruin our marriage because of preconceived notions. Max loves me. I believe he loves me dearly.

I translated the shirt he was wearing. I covered my mouth seeing three kiss marks and five hickeys there. I was shaken and very bitten lip. My tears flowed again, at that time I didn't wipe them away but just let them go.

Thinking about why he had this, various calculations entered my mind. I want to dismiss, but what I see is correct isn't it?

But why would he do that to me? He loves me doesn't he? He said he would only love me!

I took wet wipes and wiped that. My tears drip every time I touch the wipes with kiss marks or hickeys. Losing that made me sneeze. I threw the wipes in the trash bin. I put her clothes in the laundry room.

I took a white shirt to the walk in closet before putting it on him. My tears still do not stop. That only gets worse.

I stroked her hair and kissed her on the lips. My tears dripped down his cheeks. I immediately wiped it off.

I lay down next to him and hugged him very tightly. I smelled the scent of him biting my nose.

"I love you so much Max. Please don't hurt me or fool me because I can't" I whispered before I fell asleep.

I was stunned when the sun king greeted me. The light shone on our glass window. I didn't cover the curtain last night. I moved. But a heavy hand ran over my stomach.

I looked at the most handsome man my eyes had ever seen. The hair is disheveled and the lips are slightly parted. I smiled.

In the past three months, this is the first morning that I have seen him awaken my eyes. I want to be overjoyed. But it's corny for me to cry just because of that. I know he's just busy with work and ...

The words hung in my brain. I choked on my own saliva.

Don't think nonsense Vienna! You can't make it beautiful. My brain screams.

I kissed his lips before removing his hand resting on mine. I tied my hair with a messy bond before I left our room.

I headed to the kitchen to cook our breakfast. I cooked ham, bacons, eggs, and hotdog before fried rice. I looked at the wall clock on the wall.

It's nine a.m in the morning.

Won't Max come in?

When I finished cooking everything. I arranged them and laid them one by one on the table. I removed the apron I was wearing before being applauded.

"Perfect!" Now I will just wake my wife.

I was about to go upstairs when I heard his footsteps. He adjusts the tuxedo he is wearing and the next tie.

I smiled when I saw him but he just stared at me. I was surprised there at what he did. I approached him and helped him fasten the next tie but he slapped my hand.

Confused I asked.

"Is there a problem?"

"Nothing" I nodded.

"Come, eat first. I cooked breakfast. I thought you didn't have a job. What time did you wake up—

"I'll just eat outside" He said in a bored tone. I fell silent.

"All right. I cooked that for us" I held his hand.

"Get off your fucking hand" He said coldly. I bit my lip so hard and continued pulling at him.

"I said get off your fucking flirty hand!" I close my eyes to her scream. I feel like a thousand needles have pierced me at what he said.

He hurried away and stopped looking at me. I was stunned by his receding volume and one by one tears fell in my eyes.

What is happening to us?

I want an answer to what is happening to him! I fainted and lost my strength and fell to my knees. I rubbed my face and no impetus shouted.

"I want to know!"

I lost my appetite. Instead of sulking alone, I just visited To alleviate the pain I feel.

"Ven? Ven! You are!" I was immediately greeted by his hug. He kissed my face and didn’t let me go.

"Thank you for visiting. Come here, come in" He led me in. The smile on my lips could not be erased. In a few months of my husband's strange treatment of me, only now do I seem to be smiling from the heart.

"Sit down first, then tell your story. Now you've been visited again. If my age is right, you won't be able to visit for five months" He put coffee in front of me. I sip there.

"Thank you, Tita huh? I'm sorry I didn't bring any food because my visit was a bit rushed" He sat across from me.

"What are you. It doesn't matter what it is as long as you just visit" I put down the coffee.

"How are you and your husband?" I was stunned. I don't know how to answer Tita. Maybe when I said he was just worried.

I sneezed three times.

"Ahm, we're okay. He's still the sweet and caring Max"

"Good"

" When I change the subject. He shook his head and laughed.

"It's in the neighborhood. It's laying chickens. You know

your uncle, very fond of chicken "I nodded.

"How are you, Aunt? Are you all right with the house I bought?"

"We are beautiful and comfortable here, son. So I am really grateful to you and your wife. May God give you many more blessings" I smiled.

My heart stopped. I wanted to tell Tita everything and cry but I was scared. I don't want them to judge my wife right away. Maybe he was just tired from work and lacking in rest.

"Are you okay? By the way, where is your wife?" I went back to the present to hear what said.

"Auntie is at work. She wasn't with me, but she said b-she'll be back" I forced myself to smile. I feel successful because gave me a sweet smile.

"Oh, it's really Max, I know he's just busy with work because it's also for the family you make up. By the way, aren't you pregnant yet, Ven? You've been married for a year?" My cheeks turned red at what Tita said. I feel like a teenager who is suddenly approached by a crush. I feel like my cheeks will explode in the extreme heat.

"Don't tell me you have no plans to have children? Maybe I don't have any more than my grandchildren will come"

"N-Not like that. We're just not ready yet"

"When will you be ready? When your husband is focused on work and then leaves you? Oh my, Ven I'm telling you"

"Next time, auntie"

"Make sure I have a grandchild. I want to take care of a child from our family"

It took me a few more hours before I got home. What else did Tita say and preach to me e. Besides, he insisted on his grandchildren so that he would have something to worry about.

The whole house was quiet when I arrived. Lifeless life and very cold surroundings. I couldn’t help but be nervous in this kind of silence. I feel something is wrong.

I slowly went upstairs. My eyes widened at the sound of a small growl.

"Oh yeah baby ... fuck me more"

"Fuck it!" I got cold. I was overwhelmed by the stand. Nothing to say and everyone seemed scared. I slowly stepped on the foot of my consciousness. Biting the lip and hoping what I heard was wrong.

The door was a little ajar. I grabbed the door knob turned it slowly.

My wife's naked body startled me as she kept moving at the height of the woman with her thighs open while she was also uncovered.

I became a statue. I could not speak. One by one tears fell in my eyes. Max turned to me as if nothing had happened and left the woman's height before heading to the bathroom. I just followed him with my gaze. I don't care if my eyes are dimming because of the tears that never stop flowing. I never thought this day would come. The day I catch up with a miracle happening between Max and another woman.

"M-Max" I said when he came out of the bathroom carrying a wet wipes. He stood on the woman's open thigh and wiped it.

"How does it feel?"

"Great and good"flirty said the woman. Max nodded and continued doing so.

You thought I wasn’t at the door and I couldn’t see them!

What is happening to this man!

Animals!

"Max!" I shouted loudly. He slowly turned to me and raised an eyebrow.

"You're already there. I thought you visited your fixture too" The woman giggled at what Max said. It was as if thousands of needles had pierced my heart at what he had said.

Like seriously? On what continent did he get that?

"-Why?" Max laughed demonically and whispered to the woman. It nodded as they slowly picked up the stripped clothes one by one before exiting. He looked at me first and raised an eyebrow before finally coming down the stairs.

I'm hurt by what's happening!

I approached Max and slapped him hard on both cheeks. But he didn't even move and shake but he pulled me horizontally on the bed and overpowered me.

"Max!" He held both my arms so tightly that I could not untie them.

My tears flowed even more. It's like a broken faucet if it leaks because it doesn't stop and keep going.

I stared into his eyes. I lost the look he wanted me to have in the wife I loved. The eye of the man I married. But the successor is a demon hiding in Max's person.

"Is your outfit delicious? Why did you trade me for him!" He shouted and strangled me. I was sick of what he was doing but he didn't stop.

"We're really flirting!"

"Max! That's enough!" He pulled my dress and then tore it. I was surprised at what he did.

"Max!"

"Let's see if you'll come back to him after I do this" He tore all my shrouds before recklessly entering yours. I just cried over what happened. I no longer knew what to do. I bit my lip as he started moving in a violent rhythm. I can't untie. My tears continued to flow as I begged.

"M-Max, s-that's right p-please"