Love After Divorce: A Heart Wounded
Flashbacks2

Kinara was still in a daze as she got out of her car, but her legs followed where Yoga and Anita had gone, as she entered the lobby Kinara saw Yoga and Anita were about to enter the elevator, yoga hands have even moved to Anita's waist.

Kinara looked at the number above and showed the 8th floor, quickly pressing the elevator button next to her and pressing the floor where Yoga and Anita were.

As long as the iron box was running, Kinara did not stop fidgeting she kept muttering what she saw was just a dream, but if she was dreaming, what was she here for now.

Kinara gulped his saliva roughly as the elevator door opened revealing a passageway with many doors?

Where are the rooms in Yoga and Anita..? Kinara continued to walk with her heart until she arrived at the end of the corridor. Kinara's footsteps stopped seeing a door open slightly, Yoga was hugging while kissing with Anita, and she was holding her arms, their bodies docked each other even their two hands had started to mischievously play each other, and removing one by one the buttons of the shirt attached to their bodies, they were like a hurry and full of lust. Kinara stared at the place where her feet were as if glued to it, could not be dammed anymore, now the tears flowed more and more along with the cracks of her heart that felt loud in her ears.

Kreeek..

His heart was broken, even broken into pieces.

Kinara turned around not wanting to see further the betrayal of her husband and best friend, her hands touching her chest which was very tight,

Whatisthis?

It hurt like a huge stone was falling all over his body and rendered himself helpless.

Kinara clung to the wall as she felt her legs could no longer be moved.

Kinara continued to walk through the elevator and into the emergency stairs.. Kinara fell down in the quiet room, and began to sob slowly.

Kinara expressed her disappointment, her anger and her heartache but it still felt, claustrophobic.Knowing the man who married us for three years, it turned out to have betrayed her heart which woman did not break.

Kinara was silent for a long time there until it did not feel like the day was already afternoon.His legs crouching for too long felt cramped, but he did not mind him continuing to walk and go down to the first floor, he said, down each step one by one.

Kinara was like a walking doll with a blank stare until she arrived at the parking lot and still saw the Yoga car there, of course she said she would go home at dinner time, that meant they could still spend time alone, inside that room.

Moreover, the distance from the hotel they occupy is only an hour away.

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Yoga came home at dinner, and seeing his wife preparing food, Yoga smiled as he watched Kinara set the dishes on the table.

"Honey, mas came home" Kinara stiffened upon hearing Yoga's voice in her ear with both hands hugging her from behind, one of the hugs Kinara liked, as she was, yoga holds it from behind with an occasional peck at the nape.

"Mas has a shower?" 'Clean yourself first from the disgusting scent of another woman mas' Kinara took off the hand of Yoga coiled around her waist.

The strange question from Kinara made Yoga shrivel.

"I mean the bath was there, that's why we ate together.."

"Oh, Okay.." Yoga nodded then went to the second floor towards their room.

Kinara fell on the dining chair, her heart was pounding, the fragments of Yoga's memory and Anita was making out kept spinning in her head, but Kinara tried to be strong.

Just this once..

Just once..

I'll give you one chance, I think you're just walking the wrong path, and I'll make you walk back with me, on the same path as me.

Kinara tried to close her eyes for just this time, she would think about what she was lacking in serving her husband, so that her husband could go wrong, and she would correct the mistake, until her husband returned to her.

After dinner they used to spend time together watching tv while chatting about what their activities were, especially Kinara.

Yoga will happily listen while responding to Kinara's remarks, the warm attitude of Yoga really makes Kinara feel comfortable in complaining, without realizing it is just a mask to hide their betrayal.

"Darling?" Kinara felt Yoga stroking her shoulder "You're crying..?" Kinara felt her already wet cheeks, quickly Kinara wiped away her tears.

"I told you not to watch soap operas like this, you like how people feel"

Kinara looked at the tv that was still airing soap operas with the title 'Women Who Are Hurt' typical of flying fish channels.

Kinara sighed, but since then she only thought about her fate, so she did not feel like crying.

Kinara chuckled, Yoga should know there's pain in it "Yes I'm a baper.."

"Well, I don't like you crying.ah ah, move her chanel"

"I'm not sad because I saw my wife cheating on her husband, how do you think Mas?"

"What?" Yoga nodded.

"Why do you think a husband betrays his wife, which is the most supportive factor?, is the wife less beautiful?, less filling the stomach?, or the wife does not satisfy her husband, or the wife does not satisfy her husband, until the husband chose another woman as his channel.

"It could be one of the reasons you mentioned earlier, but there might also be something else that is not physically related.. "

"Like a heart problem, huh, Mom?" Kinara tilted her face, staring fixedly at Yoga "But isn't it still an act that isn't justified? instead of having to, talk to the wife in order to improve herself" Kinara still believes the mistake is on her, to make Yoga cheating with other women, especially her own best friend.

"Tuh, really, right, watched only my soap operas that must be answered, it's Yang, it's important that it doesn't happen to you"

'Eject you Mas'

"Mas sure?"

"Yes, yes how could I have done that" Yoga did not even display a hesitant look in saying it as if he had been honest, apparently so.. whether it is true or not the facial expression of Yoga can never be guessed.

Kinara sighed and then woke up "I want to sleep, sleepy"

"That I was left behind.." Yoga got up and followed Kinara towards their room.

Kinara immediately went to the bathroom, then changed his clothes with a thin satin-based nightgown that immediately tempted Yoga libido.

Yoga smiled eagerly as he saw his wife was ready for battle.

Kinara climbed into the bed and pulled the blanket over half of her body, and Yoga began to take off her clothes and leave her bokser pants.

"Darling.." Yoga gently stroked Kinara's open shoulder, there was only a rope there, the occasional wet kiss he lay to make Kinara drown in her spirit.

His hands began to trace every inch of Kinara's skin, and Kinara's hands felt the nightstand and turned off the lights, until now there was only dimness left in the room.

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