My name is Radit Hermawan and recently divorced from my wife, Cherry Permata. Why divorce? I'm tired of doing this. Too fussy and talk a lot about this and that. I was wrong to have an affair with Lasmi. Well, how, huh? As a normal man, I clearly have passion and passion. Cherry is too old-fashioned and difficult to explore other styles. I'm bored, bored. After all, she had a miscarriage. A little tired and said it hurt during intercourse. That's how I started cheating.
I still remember the first time Lasmi did with me. At that time, as usual, Cherry and I went to work. When I arrived at the office, I suddenly had a fever. I wanted to tell Cherry, but I didn't for fear of disturbing him. Cherry is always busy and prioritizes work interests over me. So I went home without telling my wife first. It was about ten o'clock when we got home. It's just quiet. I don't know where Lasmi is. My feverish body makes me thirsty. I walked to the kitchen near Lasmi's bathroom and room.
