Annelyn And Om Bimo

My Husband's First Love.

The happy days of Annelyn with her husband were always pampering her, although her mother-in-law was always sour-faced Annelyn was not so concerned with her husband's mother's attitude. Until one day.

" Anne, this is Puspa. Second wife Dimas. Beautify it?". Bu Rukana, Annelyn's father-in-law without feeling sinful.

Annelyn's outstretched hand was ready to go straight to hang head, what the hell is this mas, Annelyn's mind as she stared intently at Dimas who was standing stiffly beside her.

Without permission the early sixty-year-old woman barged in while holding a woman of Dimas' age, which of course Annelyn knew who she was. Ayu Puspa Maharani, daughter of the village chief, bachelor of Midwifery Academy. Her husband's first love.

For the sake of seeing the eyes of her husband she could digest the situation, her beloved husband had betrayed her.

Which woman's heart did not rumble, seeing the woman who said her husband's young wife was presumptuously sitting on the chair like a hostess, even without her permission.

Her heart grew to see her husband like everyone else when she looked at him. Amidst the nervousness and awkwardness that Dimas Annelyn felt could catch the happy lightning that her husband tried to hide his eyes.

" Anne, get me some water, we're thirsty. Solo travel here is exhausting!" Mother-in-law's orders.

Annelyn just stood stiffly staring at her husband who nodded. Taking a deep breath he walked into the kitchen. Just a few steps away, he heard the daily scorn of his father-in-law.

" That wife of yours, entertains guests only don't know. Good thing now there is Puspa, mother's dream daughter-in-law."

Dimas who used to defend Annelyn is now lost as if swallowed by the earth.

" May die soon I have a son-in-law like him!" Add Bu Rukana again.

" Mom, never mind, be advised city children, not used to do homework." said Puspa.

While Dimas just quietly listen while gently stroking long black hair Puspa.

In the kitchen Annelyn made orange ice, her tears welled up ready to wet her cheeks. Sighing time and time again withstanding the tears and fury, his lips were unceasingly muttering.

While arranging some snacks, again his lips curled.

" It's lucky that there's no cyanide, if there's any, they've met a demon in hell."

Staring at the kitchen ceiling, sighing again, hmmmm huuuhhh

" Patience Lyn, you have to show your class. Annelyn Bagaskoro."

Once living in a conglomerate environment that elevated ethics and good name image, Annelyn was used to restrain emotions. He knew being angry would only make a stupid impression on him.

He learned a lot from his beloved father and Om, how to vent anger in a beautiful and elegant way.

Standing upright stepped gracefully towards the living room, developing a smile as sweet as possible.

" It's ma, iced orange and some snacks".

His gaze pointed at Puspa, grinning softly

" Please Auntie."

You can see Bu Rukana's eyes whizzing as well as Dimas and Puspa.

"Who are you calling Auntie?!" tanya Bu Rukana snapped. His roughness was so contrasted with the motherly face he had

The dimas? He's just like some jerk out there. His eyes looked hard at Annelyn, while Puspa should have been embarrassed since a while ago he came to set foot in the palace of Annelyn. Just look forward to my retribution kuntilanak. Inner Annelyn.

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