"What do you want me to bring you later?" Robi asked his wife.
"You coming home safely is enough for me."
Robi looked at his wife with love. "You are indeed the best mate that God gave to me," he whispered.
Amelia smiled faintly. "You are crap."
"It's okay if you're with your wife, it's halal."
"Well, let's get ready quickly ... I don't want mommy to be angry and think that I'm holding you back, Robi."
"Yes, this is what I wore first."
Robi immediately put on his clothes, getting ready to pick up his Grandma and Mother. Meanwhile, Amelia is impatient because she wants to be free from the shackles that bind her even if only for a moment.
Amelia escorted her husband up to the terrace, helping him load the personal items she had prepared for him during the night out on the town.
"That's all."
"Thank you. I'll go first, you be careful at home, let me know if there is something."
"Yes, Honey."
"Mrs. Narsih, I'll go first. Take my wife, okay?"
Narsih just nodded slowly. Of course, she couldn't promise that because maybe soon the man would come back to beat his master.
The car that Robi brought had sped away. Sure enough, not long after, someone came over and immediately hugged Amelia affectionately without shame.
"Mrs. Narsih, why are you still there?!" Amelia snapped.
"I-I'm sorry, madam."
Amelia took the man intimately in. Not long ago, the room was abandoned by the owner, Amelia had brought another man to make love again.
"Ready? I won't let you rest," he whispered affectionately.
Amelia was shaking, every touch of the man was like an addiction to her. "I am yours, Baby."
The man again bit Amelia's tiny lips fiercely, he didn't even give Amelia time to breathe.
That afternoon, two people who were intoxicated with each other channeled their desires to each other without caring about their broken hearts.
***
A reasonably remote village at the foot of the mountain became the destination of the Wijaya family.
"Mam, are you sure the address is correct?"
"Yes, just keep going, there will be a junction, turn right," answered Mayang.
"Grandma is getting treatment in this village? Why not just go to the clinic or Doctor Rayhan?"
Yustina glared sharply. "You got better at arguing after you got married, Robi."
Robi was speechless, he finally chose silence instead of turning off his mom and grandma's emotions later.
A simple house with a vast expanse of the garden became the end of their journey. A husband and wife welcomed their arrival with a friendly smile, even the wife immediately hugged Mayang as if they had been very close before.
"Oh, my, May ... long time no see."
The two people missed each other. She is Lastri, Mayang's childhood friend, when she lived in the village.
Mayang and her family used to live in that village. Still, since deciding to study in the city, she rarely comes because she is busy.
"How are you, Las?"
"Okay, how about you?"
"As you can see, I'm fine."
They welcomed the Wijaya family warmly, but what caught the attention was the figure of a boy aged not far from Ayu. He had been silent all this time while lowering his eyes.
"So stay, right, May?"
"Sure, please."
Robi was surprised, what was his mother planning. Shouldn't they have to check their grandma's health?—he thought.
"Treatment tomorrow, Bi ...," said Mayang as if she understood what Robi was feeling.
"Yes, Mom."
"Sorry ... I didn't tell my son about it."
"It's okay, May ... this is your son—Robi?"
"Yes, Las ... how, handsome, right?"
"Ah, I didn't think the bigger one was more handsome."
"Thank you, Auntie."
"When you were little, you used to play with Ayu often, remember?" she asked.
Of course, Robi was surprised, he didn't know who Ayu was. "Ayu?"
"Oh my gosh, May ... all because you rarely take him to the village to play, you'll see, he forgot his childhood friend," Lestari protested.
"Sorry, Auntie ...."
"It's okay. Ayu, come here!"
The girl who had been silent all this time approached the Wijaya family more closely. Robi didn't expect to have friends and memories in that village, it's only natural that he forgot, it's been a long time since.
"Hi, I'm Robi."
"Hi ... I'm Ayu," she whispered.
That girl is so tacky—Robi thought. The clothes she wears and how she talks are also very soft, not the type of girl Robi likes.
"Robi is not with his wife, May?" asked Lastri.
"Please don't talk about that woman first," Yustina interrupted.
"Okay, madam. Oops ... it was so much fun to chat that I forgot to offer you a drink. Come on, please enjoy."
They had small talk, scraping memories, especially of Robi and Ayu's childhood in the past.
Robi was already bored, he wanted to contact his wife, but Mayang would feel offended if he was playing on a cellphone.
Robi felt a little uneasy, he thought maybe because he had not been able to contact Amelia since the first time he came. Though, the restlessness he felt was due to another reason.
The wife he was worried about was busy wrestling with another man with the heat. Amelia forgot how many times they had done it, the most important thing for her was that all her desires were channeled entirely.
The man pulled her hair and made her look up, looking into Amelia's round eyes. "How ... me or your lousy husband?" he whispered while kissing Amelia's nape, suddenly her body wobbled violently.
"Isn't it obvious? Of course you are," she replied, holding back the sting she felt due to the man's actions.
"Then enjoy ... I will satisfy you."
That afternoon they resumed their struggle in the bathroom, under the shower that soaked their naked bodies.
Amelia, who felt freedom, groaned without hesitation, enjoying every treatment of the man who was now crushing her.
The man now pulled her body, then carried her to the room. Already like a madman, he continued to attack Amelia's exhausted body.
The struggle was going great until finally over after they felt the peak of pleasure together. They limp, falling in each other's arms on the wet bed.
Amelia hated herself. How could she continue to enjoy this affair every time she did it? She promised to be faithful, but the man in front of her this time was far more satisfying to her desires.
"I'll clean first," he said as he rose from Amelia's arms.
The man walked away, now there was only Amelia who was still naked on the wet bed. Her hand reached for the phone on the nightstand, then read the incoming message there.
[Is he still around?]
[Yes. It looks like he'll be staying over.]
Amelia gasped when suddenly the man came back from the bathroom. She quickly deleted the message.
"Who, honey?" he asked, wrapping his arms around Amelia's body.
"Robi. He asked what I wanted as a gift."
"Oh, I see."
The man again kissed the nape of the neck and Amelia's body as if they were still not satisfied even though they had done it the umpteenth time today.
He continued to put pressure on Amelia's sensitive area. Even though she almost got carried away, Amelia again realized that she was on another mission.
"Dear ...."
"Yes, why?"
"A-ah, that's it. I want to talk."
"Okay, what's wrong?"
"Are all the preparations done?"
"Don't worry. I've hired a midwife, doctor and several other people to cover my actual gestational age."
"Thank you."
"Why don't you just split up and marry me?"
"Sorry ...."
"Is it because Robi is the main heir of Wijaya?"
Amelia nodded slowly. "I don't want to be a hypocrite. I'm afraid life will be difficult, so I'm worried."
The man smiled wryly. "If I could build my business and surpass Robi, would you choose me?"
"Certain."
"Fine, I will fight for you and our child. But, promise me something. Keep serving me as it is now. I already love you, Mel."
"Of course, as long as you also wants to help."
The man drew closer. "We should just enjoy the time at the hotel, it might be much more fun," he whispered, biting the tip of Amelia's earlobe.
"There's still another chance. Besides, it's not important wherever you want to do it, right?"
Love, obsession and selfishness fused into one. Amelia has forgotten the true nature of love, all she does is follow her worldly passions and wild lust.
Amelia realized that at this time she had hurt a lot of hearts, especially her husband—Robi. However, her heart now belongs to someone else, and her body doesn't just belong to Robi either.
What a sad love.