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MATEEE

I need a mature figure who can guide me, give me patience and help me raise children but in fact, the age of Dimas is older than me but his brain is shallower so useless.

Dimas parents who should flood the affection for his grandchildren also turned out to be just a remnant of wishful thinking huhhh world, worldaaa kok sadistic yaaaaaa...??

In solitude and loneliness tonight I sing a sadistic song sung by Afgan, huhh from the song it feels very fitting to describe the cruel Dimas also convey all my hopes for Dimas to get a reply from all his crimes.

When dissolved in the lyrics and the sad song appreciation Dimas suddenly came and hugged me from behind, with all my strength I turned and slapped his face to cause his lips to be injured by the scratches of the ring that was wearing.

"YOU" he said with his face and clutching the corner of his slightly bloody lips.

"What do you want huh?, raped me and then dumped me like a Bella mom...?? "

"SILENCE" he snapped

"Same me sir, what is the mistake mbak Bella, please tell me the explanation where the father can not accept mbak Bella as the wife of the father and what is the fault of their children? sir ANSWER!!" I snapped once again.

"Argggggghhhhh" he frustrated and grabbed his hair repeatedly

"Address sir let me understand and if it makes sense, I myself will bring the twins disappeared from my father's life"

"What are my advantages after telling you?"

"Freedom father, but you still have to finance the three of us if we go in your life"

"Cih, threesome.?"

"They're not my children"

"It's not the father's face who is attached to their face sir who come who sir?"

And at the end of the day our debate always ends with no settlement and no regrets from Dimas, he always silenced when discussing about mbak Bella and her children especially if I later asked what I was like in his eyes could I be like a toy for him or I would only be a bitch once used.

Hahh just wait for the time to get the answer to the puzzle that my boss has, it's, dimas' world is very difficult and complicated not knowing when there's a meeting point I wish I wasn't involved any further.

twins have taken my whole life especially if coupled with the problems of Dimas, mmm really want to enjoy the world like a teenager my age, have fun falling in love and building your own household but eeeghh that's when? and can it happen in my life.?

Working and then back to take care of old widower bangka and two toddlers feels so tiring, so tiring, what's more the more days the twins are more active and more often invite me to play until late at night so even with Dimas he already knows I'm tired but still likes fishing my brother.

Every second they really drain all the energy, all the power, until now I have been the one who messed up the needs of the twins and only leave them to the Hendra family when I work but the more here I fly the white flag give up.

Office alone I've been oppressed by many people, it's not enough that the behavior of Dimas is also getting less sane. Dimas really likes me arbitrarily if not just at home in the office as well, at that time I was accompanying a person from the warehouse to check the goods and materials that will be used in the next project but suddenly with as good as his nails Dimas asked me to go back to the office and for what.?

Just for the sake of a glass of home sariwanggi tea, which he said, the sugar dose used by office girls named Sumi is not the same as I can give, she said, be in the office when I have to teach Sumi to make tea like that crazy guy wants.

Not only that when lunch time I was relaxing with the others suddenly told the airport to take eternal flight Kalimantan then to the home of his parents who were there just to take shoes and hours his favorite hand because he wanted to use the items to the field.

Heiii which catrok does not know via express delivery and is cheaper to send than I have to waste my precious energy to serve his mad will, he said, of course, I did not order a stupid time with Dimas, and the most sickening of his false behavior was that I was told to look for a rose bunga whose petals were 30 strands.