Sincerity of the God
Fear of Losing

Until late afternoon, the beautiful sky that shines with the reflection of the sun that began to set now ushers home sweet women with lips conical sebal along the way.

How not? If the hope of the husband will go home with him, and he will send various questions to the husband, in fact, he is currently just sitting alone in the back.

“Arex is really outrageous. If I can not meet and contact him, I better go from his home.” Inner Bimala cussed while cross-chested.

His eyes continued to pay attention to the crowded street that afternoon.

“Pak, to my Father's house only.” Bimala's peech.

“Good, Madam.” said the driver obediently.

Beyond Arex's expectations if the wife dares to go home without his permission. It is all of course beyond belief that he will part from Bimala for today.

The car drove to the residence of Mr. Wijaya. Like before the departure of Bimala and Arex. The house still looked quiet like it was uninhabited.

The car entered to drive Bimala to the front of the father's house. His arrival was immediately greeted by Mr. Wijaya with a flat face and frowning in wonder.

“Mala,” greet the middle-aged man.

There was no greeting or warm smile Bimala gave to the father. “Where's Mom, Dad?” tanyanya looked at no mother to welcome her.

“Your mother hasn't come home since that night, Mala. What are you here for after all when you came home yesterday? Where..”

“Dad, stop. I'm tired, why ask me so much?” Bimala entered after grabbing his father's hand and kissing the wrinkled back.

He headed to his room on the second floor, Mr. Wijaya saw his daughter's attitude looked alarming. The man's breath just came out.

Arriving in the room, Bimala threw her bag and laid her body for a moment on her soft mattress. “Argh! Sucks. Who the hell is that woman? Just come and even make Arex until it doesn't care about me anymore.”

Anxiety continued to strike Bimala's heart that afternoon. Unconsciously his eyes were closed because of fatigue. For the first time he did something he never did.

Until the night before he was still struggling with a blanket that covered his body.

Without him knowing on a different side. A luxurious car had entered the courtyard of the magnificent mansion. No stranger to Arex getting a few servants' welcome in his private house.

Not yet out of the car, his eyes were staring around. There are still no cars parked in the yard specifically for the wife.

“Have they not come home yet? But where? There is no way this time the car is in the garage, I have ordered is not?” ask Arex to himself.

The driver who was in charge of delivering the wife had not told her.

Arex called Mr. Amir immediately.

“Halo, Mr.” A man from across the phone.

“Where is my wife, sir? Why didn't you come home last night?” ask Arex worried.

“Still at her father's house Mrs Bimala, sir. I was in the car waiting for you. Starting the afternoon exactly, Mr.” reported the driver who was still loyal waiting on the home page.

He thought, Bimala only has needs. In fact, the woman was enjoying her beautiful dreams until nightfall.

Arex who walked stepped into the house massaging his forehead was upset.