DADDY'S! (Among 2 Wives Revenge)

Chapter 21# Poisoning

An hour and a half passed after the juice was swallowed by Eliza and the twins. That's the sign, the rest of the time is only thirty minutes away. Eliza's getting restless. He feared that the juice was one of two glasses poisoned by Vano. Eliza hopes that the spilled juice is a poisoned glass and the contents of the other glass may be drunk by the twins, not the one she drank. Hopefully!

They had just arrived at the Storm house that they would occupy in one roof together. Without a maid to prepare. Anyway, why try to have a wife of two if you still need ART. One person holy, cook and others, can be divided. If Dewun refutes, then stay divorced with the reason is certain, not becus. A compelling reason exists to bring a lawsuit. Beres right?

"Why are you, Eliza?" The storm felt strange with Eliza's cold sweaty body temperature. In fact, sweat as big as corn boils there are dripping from the temple. The house is full AC. Only the bathroom is not ac.

"What's wrong, maybe I'm just tired!" it seemed to be brushing off the sweat. Afterwards he smiled sweetly, as if he was okay. Then glance at the twins who are observing the white room in the sky blue mix. The two boys still did not display any symptoms. Eliza was getting angry and afraid that she might be poisoned.

"Dad, which room is it next door?" tanya Light, enthusiastic. He did not think that his father was a very dirty person.

"And which room is the main room?" Without the shade of aling - aling, Dew already displays her fangs as the first wife in power.

Storm and Eliza snorted simultaneously.

"Before you all move, it is necessary and mandatory that you hear the rules in this house." The storm called out firmly. Turning the body until the Dew, slowly. The wife of this dissident indeed needs to be strengthened. From yesterday, he was patient. His status as a gentle man who is cool will be tarnished coeg if you lose firmly with women.

" Speak up! Don't be like a broken gasing spinning indistinctly."

Ah, sianying! this was his first wife. There are only bad words to hear. Hopefully the ears are still given health.

"Let's be fair, then the master room is mine."

Manyun dump. He wanted to protest, but the Storm immediately put his index finger to his lips.

"Ish.." said the Dew slowly, because the Sun and Light were always staring at them. He did not want his rude attitude to their father, it looks real in front of the two boys.

"There's no helpers here! You two have to work together to take care of the house and so on. If anyone objected, say so. Let me have the dissident sleep in the barn..." Staring deeply at the mother of her children. Then the next attention was to Eliza who was just silent to be a generous listener. It was so sweet and gentle that his second wife. Try Dew was the same, then like the King is his life. But oh but... Tau was his first wife who was a dissident.

"I am, yes!" Dew tries to joke. Sweet in front of her kids. It really doesn't matter. For eight years, he had been living his life. What is alone.

Eliza was the one who snorted annoyed and murmured inwardly. He wanted to marry the Storm because of the mission, not to linger and end up being the man's baby.

"My time in a week, should be fair!" The storm stared intently at the Dew that wanted its power support. "Three days for the first wife, and so for Eliza. And one day of his special me time me."

"For us?" Surya protested, he and Light would also be given a fairy tale every night. Same Mother is often in bacain, different from his father who has not at all.

Oh yeah, I have an tail.

"Two days for Mother, two days for Mama. And two days for my son! How, fair right now?" The storm was proud. The twins smiled.

"It's fair, honey! But now I can go to the room, right? Tired of knowing!" whinek Eliza spoiled. He had the intention to call Vano.

"Please! And you are free to choose your own room. But especially the one that's there, it's mine!" The storm pointed at the door. In the quick lyrics by Dewun. And as usual, the dissident's wife was walking towards the room meant by the Storm.

"Storm! See tuh?!" Eliza whines in protest for Dew's behavior that doesn't care about the rules.

" Leave it! It was an ordinary room. The main room is actually there!" The storm smirked cunningly. People like Dew must be clever.

Dew fooled viewers.

Eliza also smiled mockingly at the back of the Dew that was about to be swallowed by the door of the room. Then go to his preferred room.

"Huff... May I remain sane!" the storm slammed his ass into the sofa.

In the room, Eliza immediately dialed Vano's contact which turned out, her lover had contacted her since so many missed calls.

"Hello__"

"Eliza, how are you?" Vano immediately asked. Worriedly.

"How, how, you say? You idiot! I'm gonna die!" Eliza was angry while going back and forth in front of the bed.

Across the street, Vano kept the phone away from his earlobe.

"The poison has an antidote, right?" ask Eliza to hope. However, Vano's reply left him disappointed and even more furious!"

"You're so stupid, Vano. If I die, it's not just the storm that I'm going to haunt, it's you."

Finished cursing and without hearing Vano's voice again, Eliza slammed her phone onto the floor until the expensive flat screen broke instantly. Her hair is beautiful, she jambak frustrated while continuing to ponder like ironing.

"Maybe I should break it."

Eliza went into the bathroom. In front of the mirror, he opened his mouth wide, then inserted one of his fingers into the base of his oral cavity.

Hoekk...

He did deliberately torture himself, which intended to remove all the contents of his stomach, then the juice that was either poisonous or not, out everything before the harmful substances were fused into his blood cells.

Praangg...

Not thirty minutes left of that time was missed, the sign of the poison had already reacted decisively.

Surya and Light are victims of Vano. Eliza is still healthy.

The little girl, trying to get out of the room with great difficulty and accidentally hit the chest-high urn that was next to the ornamental bupet.

"Bu-Bun-d... " The light held onto her neck which felt like her throat cavity was burning. It was hard to breathe and very hard to make his voice.

Surya, the usually agile boy, first rolled on the floor of the room before Light tried to leave the room which intended to complain to his parents.