The room was bathed in the warmth of a sun-kissed afternoon, setting the stage for the unfolding scene. Rizki lay sprawled on his bed, gently snoring, immersed in the embrace of dreams. Right beside him, Faye, the enigmatic goddess who had masterfully concealed her divine nature, seamlessly blended into her surroundings. Only Rizki, his beloved wife Eva, and the playful goddess herself knew her true identity.
Everyn, clear signs of excessive coffee consumption evident, was engrossed in her writing. She paused, casting a knowing glance at her sister, Evelyn. "Evelyn, look at that playboy who sleeps with his new girl," she said, nodding toward Rizki, who was deep in slumber.
Beside him, the girl who was Faye in human guise cuddled with Rizki, right in front of his rightful wives. Evelyn teased, "Well, wouldn't he mistake her as one of us?"
Everyn chimed in, "Or perhaps she's his secretary in more ways than one, like... secretary in bed?"
