Baba's Second Wife

Zulaikha Vs Laila's

This is where the local people gathered, the mothers and their heads were protesting and parading Asad the Egyptian and lecherous boulevard..

Asad was only resigned and silent as he was herded and in a pejeng like a statue. But in his heart he cursed his body because he went alone without anyone accompanying..

Mr. Kades, mr. rt and mr. rw are gathering and looking at Asad from top to bottom..

''Mumun, are you sure this Arabian bule is far from Egypt just to peek at the mothers bathing in the river.? ask Mr. Kades a little disbelief with the words of Mumun, that the handsome bule whose good looks are 11 12 is the same sir kades is photographing Mumun..

''iiihh sir kades anyway, I see for myself this Egyptian bule is taking a snap there snap here. I'm sure sir, that he was taking pictures of us and then he will share it to the Internet so Viral is so rich people.'' said Mumun memgebu gebu.

''If you don't believe the camera check, sir. Who knows if it is a true clue what not.'' shouted one of the fathers who was cradling the baby..

But when Pak kedes will speak, seen Tuti with a waistline walking towards the village hall..

''Tungguuuuu.'' shouted Tuti who made everyone turn their head towards the right simultaneously. Asad immediately stood up when he saw Tuti who had emitted smoke and two horns on his head..

''Oh my god is serious.'' Asad said in his heart..

Tuti went straight to Asad and grabbed his hand. ''You're not papa.? whispered Tuti who was immediately nodded Asad.

''I'm fine, but I'm not sure about them Asad replied.

Tuti glanced at Mr. Kades and Mumun in turn..

''Sir rewe, mr rewe and mr rades why bring my future husband here.!! sentak Tuti changed the name of the village office at will..

Everyone glared in disbelief and longed to vomit blood upon hearing that this Egyptian bule was Tuti's future husband..

''Heh Tuti do not ngadi-ngadi you, use ngaku prospective husband of all.'' sent Mumun did not accept if this egyptian bule is a prospective husband Tuti.

Tuti smiled mockingly. ''Besides I lied, he is my future husband and soon I will have a marriage with this Caucasian.'' said Tuti pointed to Asad who was being bearded without knowing what was being talked about..

Everyone nodded as Tuti was talking. While Mumun clenched his hands did not accept that Tuti had an Arab husband..

While Tuti immediately took Asad's camera, and saw the results of Asad's shots but did not find Mumun or even mothers who were bathing in the river..

''The father of the mother and the office of Kamoung, you can all see for yourself if in the camera of my future husband there is no picture of you. Why are you all bathing in the river? rich there is no toilet in the house anyway.'' said Tuti folded his hands on the chest, making everyone silent without a word..

''Mamposs Loo!! tuti said in his heart.

Mr. Kades, mr. rt and mr. rw immediately apologized to Tuti and Asad for recklessly accusing people. He also told everyone to disperse..

''Heh Mumun beware once again you slander my future husband out you.'' Tuti jolt that makes Mumun leave with a state of embarrassment..

After all, Asad and Tuti were there. Tuti turned to Asad who was smiling displaying his white and neat teeth..

''Based on Egyptian Bule come with me, don't you want to meet my son.?

They both went back to Tuti's house..

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While elsewhere, Lulu has since last night kept Borkhan company and he did not want to get out of his seat..

Chequek..

The door opened along with Yanti who entered slowly, she closed the door and stepped towards Lulu who was staring at Borkhan with endless tears..

''Luluuu.''

Yanti held onto Lulu's shoulder, while Lulu immediately turned her head and hugged Yanti..

''Yaanann. Hiks why all this happened, why Yan why the accident happened to Borkhan. My heart is sad, broken to see Borkhan lying weak, while I can't do anything..

''Borkhan is fine Luu, we pray that he quickly comes to his senses and gathers with us again.'' said Yanti stroking Lulu's back, Yanti cursed the stupidity of Yanti who did not bring her phone. So that he does not know where to tell Yanti with Asad about this..

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While the police have arrested three perpetrators who harmed Borkhan, Aunt Zulaikha was so angry when the three men admitted that Laila was the mastermind of all..

Aunt Zulaikha hurried off and was about to meet Laila at the iron bars..

''Laila, Laila, Laila. The culprit is apparently tired of living!! always making trouble, and trouble for my family..''

Zulaikha's aunt called her lawyer, she would make sure that if Laila rotted in prison and would not be able to breathe outside air..

It didn't take long, Aunt Zulaikha was already at the boarding school where Laila was serving her sentence..

Aunt Zulaikha waited quietly, before long Laila came and immediately sat down in front of Aunt Zulaikha..

''What are you visiting me for.''

''I'm just here to tell you that you're going to rot in jail even from tomorrow you're going to suffer living in there..

''What do you mean ? laila did not understand.

''Heh, you think your plan to hurt Borkhan and his wife will work.? you're wrong Laila, their love is so strong Borkhan will heal as before and you'll stay alive here.''

''Whataa? they failed again Siall.'' said Laila in heart.

''Look at you Laila, don't you have a mirror? a lowly person like you will always be low and will never live quietly and happily.'' said Aunt Zulaikha standing staring at the cynical Laila, who had no remorseful look when she had harmed someone..

Aunt Zulaikha stepped away, but she looked back at Laila. ''Enjoy your old age in the bars, cold and empty without anyone accompanying you. You are the carrier of mala petaka.'' said Aunt Zulaikha and left Laila who was slightly stunned by the words of aunt Zulaikha..

Aunt Zulaikha was eager to beat Laila, but unfortunately they were blocked by a glass barrier..

''Oohh Zulaikha why did you go alone to meet that lamp? why not bring my son-in-law haiiisss.'' said Aunt Zulaikha cursed her stupidity for going alone, if she invited Lintang. Be sure there will be a riot in the prison..

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