Cold Woman is my wife

Ep 132s

Right now all of those people were gathered in a fairly large central room. There are also Opa and Oma Dena. Not only was there the old man alone but there was also the Big Brother and sister of Monica. Justin's sister Monica looked up at Marco's guts sitting in front of her hands clenched firmly on the sofa she was sitting on at the moment.

“For once did not meet you marco, getting older the younger you” said opa from Dena, he looked at the relaxed man who had been his daughter-in-law.

Marco just silently looked at his former in-laws,

“You can all leave the three of us here” said Opa Dena again.

“Daddy, what are you telling us to go for. I'd love to beat up the guy who made my brother suffer” Justin still gave his sharp look to Marco.

Michel saw his sister sitting next to him at this time, Justin who was a volatile and emotional type of person. So he's the one who has to get rid of all this.

“Justin follow what Daddy says, we go” Michel said.

“Everything, let's go first. Daniel and Dena took your sister and husband Dena”, said Michel asking the two parents to leave.

Dirga just keep quiet while watching the family of Mama Dena turns out they are not a careless family. Dena's grandmother was Indonesian and her grandfather was Australian. Deserve the perfect blend.

“Come on, come on Reyhan” Dena said to the two men sitting next to her.

“Papa sis,” lirih Reyhan saw his silent Papa, but Marco hinted at him to leave.

Let it go,” said Daniel. The four of them immediately went to follow Michel and Justin.

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Currently there are only three people in the living room. Marco looked at Monica's parents, he immediately stood up and folded his legs in front of the parents.

“Daddy, Mommy, I. I'm sorry for what I did to Monica first. I know for a fact you guys find it hard to forgive me for what I did to your son” Marco said in tears.

The two old men in front of him only saw that, they looked at each other.

“Marco, stand up” said Mama from Monica.

“Mommy, me, I'm really sorry” she said when Mama Monica told her to stand up.

“Sorry you're late Marco, my son is gone.” Papa from Monica.

“I know Daddy, but I'm sorry. Because of my stupidity, I'm sorry” Marco cried a mouthful while resting at Papa Monica's feet.

“Stand,” Papa of Monica holds Marco's shoulder, he looks at the man his daughter once loved so much.

It was so crowded to see the man who loved his son at once who had hurt his son. Her eyes were now teary to see a crying Marco pleading with her.

“May I slap your face,” said Papa of Monica looking at Marco seriously.

“Daddy,.” Mama Monica saw her husband.

“I'm kidding,.” Lirih Papa of Monica.

“I who received a slap from Daddy, just slap me. I deserve it” said Marco holding the hand of his former in-laws pointing to his face.

“Tap dad,” said.

Papa Monica even held onto Marco's face gently,

“Honestly Daddy did hate you, even wanted to finish you off that time when he heard how you treated my daughter. Plus you have separated your two children from our family. Daddy wanted to kill you back then. But Daddy thinks again there's no point in Daddy like that. It won't bring Monica back, either, however you're the man my son and the father of my grandchildren like. I can't just kill you”

“Daddy has forgiven you Marco, Daddy forgive me for Monica loving you so much and I don't want to make her sad there by punishing you. Daddy forgive, whatever your status was until now still Monica's husband. Means you are also ank Daddy, parents must forgive the mistakes of his son” said Papa from Monica trying to be airy.

Marco looked up at the faces of Monica's parents, Father-in-law and mother-in-law holding hands. He was sure that the two old men would have been hard to forgive him. But they had to do it he was self-conscious.

Marco cried hugging the two of them standing next to each other.

“Mommy, Daddy.”have hugged the parents.

“Sorry, Sorry, Sorry” he said continuously.

“Already, Marco. By sincerely forgiving you, you are now also our son. You're the father of my grandchildren” said Mama of Monica rubbing Marco's head gently.

Although pardoned by the two men, made Marco cry strongly. It feels so crowded at the moment. How kind his two in-laws were.

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Michel, Justin, Daniel, Dena, Dirga, and Reyhan were sitting on the balcony above the house, the six of them just keeping quiet. But just now Justin wrapped his hand on his chest staring sinisterly at Reyhan. She doesn't like the young man whose mother killed her brother.

Dirga and Dena know that, she knows that Justin is staring dislikefully at Reyhan.

“They're not here, they're both on vacation to my in-laws' home” Michel concluded.

“Dirga, sorry I forgot to greet you. You just this first time will meet with the Dena family from the Mama” side, Michel told Dirga.

“Iya Om,”

“If you like, this boy who is young but wants to look mature. He's Justin my brother and also Monica's sister. He is only 26 years old, but as if he is already very mature beyond his older brother” concluded Michel jokingly.

“Greetings Om, I'm Dirga husband Dena” said Dirga reached out his hand to Justin.

“Yes,” Justin replied to a helping hand from Dirga.

“Reyhan, don't be quiet. Think of this as your home as well”, Michel told Reyhan, who just kept quiet, looks uncomfortable.

All of them immediately stared at the silent Reyhan,

“Iya Om,” Reyhan replied with a heavy voice.

“He's your brother, your Papa's son with his affair was” Justin said looking at Daniel and Dena.

“Justin.” reprimand Michel.

Daniel was just silent, indeed he did not like to respond to the words of his Om who was only six years away from him.

“Reyhan, you just come with me now” said daniel immediately stood up from his seat inviting Reyhan to leave.

“Where are you?” Reyhan looked up at Daniel.

“Daniel you will take Reyhan where?” ask Dena.

Justin looked at his nephew with a wry smile, knowing why Daniel was taking Reyhan away. Because the man didn't want her to just drop Reyhan with hurtful questions from him.

Daniel was silent not to answer, he just looked at Justin who was smiling cynically at him.

“Daniel, answer your sister's question?” dirga and Michel.

“You want to come along, quickly stand” said Daniel staring Reyhan ignoring questions Dirga and also Omnya.

“Iya follow,” reply Reyhan and finally come to stand also next to Daniel.

“Kak, I'm with Daniel dulue” concluded Reyhan staring at Dirga and also Dena.

“Om, I go first” he said looking back at Michel.

“Iya,.” Michel Sahut.

“You keep following Daniel, lest you be lost.” Dena was impressed worried.

“Do not talk much with Daniel, you can be kicked out” said Dirga

“Asli deh, you two think I'm still a child. I have experience abroad tahu” Reyhan told two people in front of him.

“Look, don't have much to say” said daniel and sauntered away first.

Justin stared at it just smiling cynically.

“You two consider him a sister, you're so worried about him Dena. You forgot she was the daughter of the girl who killed your Mama, made you lose your mother” affection, Justin concluded after Daniel left with Reyhan.

“She's my sister Om” short Dena.

“Adik,.can ya you consider him sister. He made you lose your mother, and made me lose my brother. Even I have not been too pussy with your Mama's face, but because of the Mama of the boy my sister did not” Justin said.

“Justin, don't be like that. It's the past” Michel scolds the umpteenth time on his sister.

Justin was just grieving, as if he didn't accept it

“Reyhan is innocent Om, it was his mother not him. She is different from her mother, however she is my sister has the same blood as me and Daniel. We three brothers Om,.” Dena.

They were all instantly speechless no one spoke anymore, Justin himself was instantly silent. Heard his nephew who was only six years away from him. This is the second time he met Dena and Daniel, the first time he met first when he was in Jakarta at Michel's house there he met his two nephews who are still in High School. After that he never met again because he returned to Australia and the twins were not allowed to meet his family.

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