1 Having An Affair

Autumn in October, fallen leaves scattered on the roadside, the city of Oxford.

The whole scene is orange with twilight decorations.

There was a beautiful white woman, with shoulder-length blonde hair carrying her bicycle.

She is Alice Nelson. A 35-year-old woman who now works as a waitress in a city restaurant. Meanwhile, her husband is an artist.

Alice started to park her bicycle, then she hurried towards the house.

Unlike usual, the door of the house was locked. Usually, in the afternoon, her husband is always at home.

"What, Carlos, out?" she says.

And without hesitation, Alice reached for the spare key that was in her pocket.

Ceklek!

She managed to open the door of the house.

Alice faintly heard someone from inside her private room.

It sounded like Carlos' voice, but it seemed like Carlos wasn't alone.

Alice felt very curious and she walked towards him.

From behind the bedroom door, the sound grew louder, like a small bang and counter-breathing.

'Carlos....' Alice pressed her ear to the side of the door.

She didn't open the door right away, she wanted to confirm what she heard from outside.

"A little more! Come on a little more, Aaah… ahh…." A woman's voice.

Even Carlos made a sound… the same sigh….

Alice couldn't take it anymore, she immediately opened the bedroom door.

Ceklek!

A pair of naked men and women looked surprised.

Their positions are facing each other, men below, and women sitting above them.

Alice stared at him blankly, her face expressionless, clear beads flowing slowly from her eyes.

"Alice!" Carlos said as he got up and grabbed his clothes.

He left the woman he had just made love to.

Carlos immediately hugged Alice's body.

"Alice, I'm sorry," he said with a very sorry face.

Alice slapped her husband's hand away, then the heartbroken woman slapped Carlos in the face.

Plak!

"Bastard!" she cursed.

Carlos shook his head while scratching his head which wasn't itching.

While the woman who is currently on the bed looks scared.

She didn't have time to pick up her clothes that were scattered on the floor, the woman just covered herself with a thick blanket.

Alice walked over to the woman.

"So this is what you're doing behind my back?" Alice asked breathlessly.

"Sorry, Alice," she said tearfully.

Her name is Caroline, she is Alice's best friend.

They have been friends since college, and their relationship is very close.

Caroline is Alice's best friend, even Alice already considers Caroline, like a sister.

She was Alice's most comfortable place when she poured out all her complaints.

Alice did not hesitate to share all the problems she had with Carlos.

Including her household relationship which she has lived for 10 years but has not been blessed with offspring.

All this time, Alice never expected that her husband's close relationship with Caroline would end up cheating. She never expected that Carlos and Caroline, often chatted together and even a few times, Alice caught her husband holding Caroline's hand affectionately.

She thought their relationship was just a Painting Artist and his model.

But it turns out he was wrong.

"You are evil, Carol! You are a savage friend!" cursed Alice.

"Sorry, Alice. Sorry...." Caroline looked down, she slowly left the bed and then she walked towards Alice, still with the blanket covering her whole body.

Even so, Carol tried to hug Alice's body, apologizing to her.

"Shut up!" said Alice.

"I don't want to be hugged, Bitch, like you!" he snapped.

Carol looked down and tears streamed down her face.

"Alice, I'm sorry." The beautiful woman with brown eyes repeated her words over and over.

But Alice was already very angry.

Alice picked up the scissors lying on the table in the room.

Then Alice stabbed the scissors at Caroline, but Carlos stopped her.

He parried the scissors with his forearm so that the scissors hit Carlos's arm.

Alice was surprised by Carlos' heroic attitude towards Caroline.

The lady gets angry, she throws all the things.

"ALL OF YOU, FUCK!" she cursed in a high-pitched voice.

Kluntang!

Jars, picture frames, and other items were strewn across the floor.

Carlos looked in pain and slowly pulled the scissors stuck in his hand slowly.

Fresh blood flowed, it was very painful, but he didn't have the slightest desire to retaliate against Alice's actions.

He realized that this was all his and Carol's fault.

All this time Alice had always believed in him and sincerely loved him, but Carlos had an affair.

A few minutes passed, Alice stopped her anger.

She sat on the floor, with countless tears

She did feel very angry and disapproved of what her husband and best friend had done, but she was slowly starting to let go.

For a moment she glanced at Carlos who was still hugging the terrified Caroline.

It seemed that Carlos loved the woman.

Alice slowly got up, then packed all her things.

"Alice!" Carlos shouted, then he let go of Caroline and hugged Alice from behind.

"What would you do?" Carlos asked.

"...." Alice didn't budge, her face still blank.

"Please forgive me, give me a chance, and I will make things right," Carlos said.

Alice raised her face and looked at Carlos with a sharp gaze.

"Repair?" her breath hitched again. "What do you want to fix?!" Alice gripped Carlos by the collar roughly.

"You need to know if a broken mirror can't be whole again, even if it's repaired! There will still be scars that will never go away!" hard.

"Alice...." Carlos' voice grew weaker.

Alice raised her hand and was about to hit Carlos, even Caroline could only remain silent while biting her nails in fear.

But before she could do so, Alice's body suddenly weakened, and her eyes quickly closed.

"Alice!" Carlos shouted as he caught Alice's unconscious body.

Carlos picked up his wife's body and laid her on the bed.

With a panicked face, he tried to wake his wife.

Meanwhile, Caroline was silent and just stared at him with an expression of fear and regret.

"Arrrgghhh!" Carlos held his arm, the blood was flowing, and it hurt even more. Then the man's body also went limp and passed out.

To be continued