
"You must not accuse!" Cuek Zico headed to the bed where he would rest from his tired days.
Silvi chased after Zico and hugged her husband from behind. Zico was fixated on Silvi's attitude like this. His wife hiccupped herself against his back.
"Mas ... What the hell is going on with you? Since coming home from the salon, you've been quieter. You turned 180 degrees, Mas. Did you like it again?"
Zico unmoved he let go of his wife's embrace up on the bed and enveloped his whole body. Silvi wiped away the tear marks that had soaked her cheeks. He opted out of the room, but Zico let in and still remained silent.
In the empty room, Silvi pulled out her phone. It is live streaming on an online application.
"Hello Guys ... I want to review the salon services that are said to be very famous for the quality of care products and services. That you? The new salon, called Beauty Salon and Spa, was destroyed. So I give her a one star rate huh? Not highly recommended ... Go on, the officer's there on all the wanjen. My husband's time is teased so? So, make that come with her husband, be careful huh? They're all lenje. Don't want her husband taken by an officer there, right? If I am, no!"
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"Anna, why didn't you call me?" The Yoga Doctor had just arrived in the afternoon.
Anna remembered Amar's remark that he had not divorced Anna. So, ten years into this disappearance, Anna was still Amar's wife.
Anna, who looks upset, attracts the attention of the Yoga Doctor who is her lover now. "You why? Is there something heavy on you?"
"Ah, Mum ...." Anna starts to get confused to explain to the Yoga Doctor who has currently become her lover.
"Slow down, you calm down." The Yoga Doctor took Anna to sit on the sofa.
However, Anna was still at a loss thinking of a way to start saying one unexpected piece of news earlier. "Mas ... What do you think of our relationship? Are you sure to continue all these stories?"
"Why is that?" The Yoga Doctor grasped both of Anna's arms.
"Assynhdavism ..." Anan just got home from wushu practice. Anan's face looked very cheerful. However, the joy changed immediately.
Anan walked up to the two men. "Om, let go of Mama Anan! Later Papa Anan can be angry if Om holds Mama."
The Yoga Doctor was stunned to hear Anan's words just now. He looked at Anna for an explanation.
"Anan, you go into the room first. Don't forget to take a shower so as not to overheat" said Anna.
"But, Ma ... Anan does not like Mama both the same as Doctor. Doctor come home first, let's go home first!" Anan pulls the Yoga Doctor away from her mother.
"Anan, Mama never taught you that? You must be polite to the Doctor."
"But, Ma?"
"Anan, if you argue later Mama is not dear?" ancan Anna, make Anan bow.
"Sign in! Don't forget to shower!"
Anan walked with a heavy heart, for a moment he glanced at the Yoga Doctor. However, the mother's eyes made Anan move limply into her room.
After making sure Anan closed the door of his room, the Yoga Doctor clasped Anna's hand. Anna felt uncomfortable with the touch letting go slowly.
"So, I met Bang Amar."
The Yoga Doctor looked at Anna deeply. "Then? Doesn't he always ignore you? Why did he reappear?"
"It turns out, I haven't divorced Bang Amar, Mas."
The Yoga Doctor frowned. "Couldn't you? Didn't you say you haven't seen each other since the last ten?"
"I used to go, hoping he'd raise a talaq on me. But the truth is other. He didn't divorce me. We're both still husband and wife."
Both hands of the Yoga Doctor, again holding Anna's hand. "Then what about you? Have you never been happy with her? How about you file a divorce suit with him?"