
Some of the neighboring mothers were still standing in the courtyard of the house complete with concerned gazes mixed with annoyance. It is common knowledge that the existence of Siska is unsettling in their housing complex.
"I have never liked Siska since the beginning of her stay here. His clothes always attract the attention of men," complained one of the mothers.
"Yes, same!" add one of them while shuddering in horror. "My husband was once wooed by her. Use the reason for asking please put the lights in his house all."
"Now it's been found out. He's a destroyer of people's households. Our complex could be polluted because of their sins."
One of the women glanced at Dew who was still sheltering in her husband's arms. "Grow up, you don't go near Siska anymore. Don't let him play in your house."
Dew responded only to the neighbor's words with a faint smile.
Meanwhile, Aby immediately brought his wife into the house. It was very clear that the man had not been able to control himself from the anger that filled his heart over the incident that took place a few minutes ago. In his heart he kept cursing and cursing.
I don't know for whom. For the woman who attacked his wife kah, or Siska and a man who came as without sin— who became the reason for the wrong target who sacrificed his wife.
Behind all that, there was one thing that made him so shocked. He knew well the jerk who had come with Siska earlier. Mr. Radit, is one of the owners of the company that works with the company where he works.
Fuck is a man too! meaning in the heart.
Aby leads his wife to sit on the couch of the television room, where she spent time together before the disturbance came.
In a panic, he examined the wife's face and body. The anger was overflowing when it found some traces of persecution on the face and arms.
"It must be painful, huh?" While blowing the temple which now looks red striped.
The dew nodded slowly. The scars of the woman had indeed left a sharp pain on the surface of her skin.
"So soon, I'll take the medicine first." With a quick movement, Aby headed for the kitchen and looked for the medicine box. After a while, he returned with a medicine box and placed it on the table. "Lay down first, let me treat the wound."
Dew spilled over her body on the sofa, making Aby sit by her side.
"Oh! Shh!" He hissed when the nail marks on his face were touched by cotton that had been smeared with antiseptic.
“White yes?” asked Aby, then blew the scar gently, so that Dew could feel the warmth of the husband's breath that hit his face.
Dew looked at her husband fixedly. Aby's very protective attitude made her heart pound.
Nearly half an hour passed. Aby continued to blow the scars on her face and arms that had been smeared with medicine. Aby put the used cotton in the garbage basket and tidied up the medicine box. When he stood up, the doorbell rang again.
"Who else, anyway?" grumbled Aby, glancing at the Dew that was still lying down. "You're here. Let me look ahead."
Aby's headed for the door. The figure standing in front made his jaw harden. In contrast to the man, who looked quite surprised by his findings. Of course he knows Aby well.
"Please enter first!" said Aby coldly. Although the anger is still attached, but he is still trying to be friendly, even though he really wants to blow his fist.
"It turns out that my wife attacked me earlier was your wife, huh?" ask the man nervously.
Aby just nodded. Almost without a smile.
"I want to apologize for my wife's actions. Please do not extend. I'll compensate you for whatever it is." Without further ado, he immediately offered a sum of money.
A thin grin was seen at the corner of Aby's lips.
"Sir Radit thinks apologizing with money can solve all problems?" Aby shook her head, making the established man stare doubtfully.
"I know. but—"
"Sorry, I don't need your money. Persecution of my wife, I will still report to the authorities."
"But my wife accidentally attacked your wife." It's still grounded.
"Not intentionally? I think before attacking people, your wife can first ask the truth."
The man no longer refused. Aby's words are true. And that fact made it soften a little.
"Please .. don't need to be extended. We just set the peace."
"Sorry, Sir. Arrange peace only for people who value others. While you walked into my house and immediately offered me a way of peace with some money."
The man started to growl in his seat. Thinking of ways not to deal with the police.
"I know the leader May-Day well. Just look who Mr. Desta will defend. One employee, or a partnership with a company that generates billions?"
Aby just chuckled. Looking down at the man who usually only poses a threat with his power.
While behind the pillar, Dewun tried to hear her husband talk.
"If Mr. Radit does have the power to get me fired, please do!" said steady.
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