CHEATING REPLY CHEATING
Silently Failed to Move On

Naura was relieved after her marriage was held smoothly. Now that she has officially assumed the status of Yogas mistress and is in her position now is not an easy matter, she must get rid of Alisa by all means.

The room has been transformed like a bridal room, a sprinkling of flowers scattered on the bed. The candles are beautifully lit, adding to the romantic atmosphere increasingly feels thick.

Naura took Yogas' hand into their room, in the house of Naura who lived by herself. Both of his parents live in their own home.

"Mas, I didn't think we were married." Naura leaned her head on Yogas shoulder, while looking at the atmosphere of their room.

"I also did not expect. You must be cape, let's take a break." At the exposition of Naura's handrails, Yogas opened the suit attached to his body. His body was very tired and wanted to rest immediately.

Naura frowned in wonder at the attitude of Yogas who impressed like never before.

"Mas, it's our first night as husband and wife" Naura told her husband, who was unbuttoned.

Yogas just glanced at it, "We've done it, and not our first night Naura. I'm tired, and there are other days." Yogas passed to the bathroom, cleaned his body and quickly rested his body.

Naura was furious, she had just been silent not flinching sitting on the sofa watching her husband until sound asleep. His lips revealed a slanted smile, sneering at Yogas attitude just now.

Not one bit in Naura's mind, would get such an experience on her first night.

The next morning, Yogas as usual got ready to go to the office. Looking at himself in front of the mirror, while putting a tie that was already coiled around his neck. Naura blinked, looking at her husband's tall body in a neat shirt.

Quickly he got up, and got out of bed.

"Mas, where are you going?" ask Naura.

"To the office, where else to go." Yogas answered him without turning his head, his hand continued to put a tie that a little more would be installed perfectly.

With arms crossed, Naura showed an objection. Yogas should know that they are a newlywed couple and should spend time on their honeymoon. Naura was inexhaustible, everything was beyond what she had imagined.

"Aren't we supposed to be on our honeymoon, Mom?" Naura raised her sharp gaze in annoyance.

After the tie was attached, Yogas took a pair of his shoes. He sat down and put it on.

"There is no honeymoon. We'll have a honeymoon later, if I have the time and the office allows," he replied after he was done and ready to go to work.

Yogas just wants to avoid, he just wants to be alone. After marrying Naura and bearing the status of the woman's husband, somehow something was lacking. Something that was not in his life.

"I go first yes, take care of your content. Don't forget to eat." Yogas kissed Naura's forehead, then left for the office without heeding Naura's eyes which began to condense.

In the office, Yogas kept daydreaming. There was no work he touched when he arrived. He just sat alone with his mind directly on the figure of Alisa. Sometimes he took a deep breath, remembering the schedule of the trial he had to attend tomorrow.

Everything turned very fast, beyond what he could. Only feelings of regret now supported him. Don't let Naura know if she secretly failed to move on from Alisa.

***

Amar looked at the luxurious penthouse that Alisa currently occupied. There was a question lodged in his mind, from where Alisa earned so much money that she could stay in a place for the elite.

His ears are very hot and continue to be pestered incitement Mira and Shella, if Alisa becomes a mistress of rich men. In the salary earned Alisa will not be able to buy or rent the penthouse.

"Alisa." Amar was about to start his conversation, almost a month Alisa left home after the incident.

Amar took a breath for a moment, choosing the right words so as not to hurt Alisa.

"I'm sorry Dad, I just want to know. Who are you living with? In a place as luxurious and as big as this. Are the facilities of this place not too luxurious, son?"

As if understanding where Amar was going, Alisa smiled faintly.

"To be honest this place is not Alisa rent or own. This penthouse Alisa temporarily occupy, later Alisa will find another smaller place. This place belongs to Alisa's superior. But, I don't have to think about anything else. Alisa doesn't mess around, Alisa can take care of herself."

In Alisa's heart condemning herself for lying, her father must not know if she is in a relationship with Evan.

"Thank God, 'cause I knew you wouldn't be like that. If you want you can go back home, than you're alone here. It must be very quiet," said Amar.

"No, let Alisa find somewhere else. Daddy just calm down. Dad don't worry, even though Alisa herself does not feel lonely," Alisa refused. Instead of having to stay with Mira and Shella again, he finds another place that calms him down.

"Hmm well if that is so, it's up to how good it is." Amar sighed softly, wanting Alisa to stay with him again.

"By the way you know that Alisa lives here?"

Fortunately, Alisa had not yet left for the office. Early in the morning he got a call from Amar, his father was in the lobby of his apartment. Amar said he could not enter because he did not have an identity card and a special permit for any guest who wanted to visit. Security in the apartment was very tight.

"Something says to your mother that you live with a man who is not your husband. Lately I just found out that it turns out your husband married again."

The disappointment was obvious, making Alisa feel guilty.

"Who said it to Mom?"

"Okay, I don't know either." Amar saw the time on his watch. It was time for her daughter to rush to the office.

"Dad has to go home, after all you have to leave immediately. Next time we meet again." Amar stood up, wearing his coat again covering his older body.

"Yes Dad, Alisa's going to tell Dad often." Alisa takes Amar to the car.

"Be careful, Dad."

Seeing the car her father was driving away, Alisa's shoulders drooped. He looked down for a moment. It was sad to find disappointment on his father's face. Alisa knows for sure her father was disappointed because of Yogas' marriage with Naura yesterday.

"Alisa."

Alisa twisted her body, seeing Evan was standing straight with perfect posture.

"Sir-I'm wrong I mean Mas Evan." Alisa misbehaved herself so called Evan with a new name.

"What are you doing here?" evan asked and smiled.

"So my father came. Just left. Was there anything up to coming here first?" Realizing Evan continued to look at him, he became even more misbehaved.

"From now on we go together because like there's less when I'm the same you're not the same." Evan blinked one eye at Alisa, making Alisa throw her face the other way.

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