Divorce, Mother

episode 20's

"Brengs*k you Iqbal, I will make you bend your knees to me. Don't I know your weakness?" Rasti muttered with a cynical smile.

Finally Rasti passed away leaving the hospital.

As for Iqbal, he chose to stop by his workplace, to his cafe not far from the hospital. The cafe has only been pioneered since he divorced from Rasti. He was divorced from Rasti. He's very desperate. But because there is a Shahril who always encourages and advises. Slowly he got back up.

"Sir doctor, what message do you want?" ask one of the employees.

"Drink white. Please take me to my room." Iqbal said as he passed.

After one of the employees delivered a drink. Iqbal checked the bookkeeping this month. Turns out this month's turnover is up 50% more than usual. Iqbal intends to give bonuses to its employees. As a form of pride for their hard work so far.

"Please my room" Iqbal said by phone to his cashier.

"It's 15 million, your five bonuses, for this month. Until my gratitude for your hard work." said Iqbal.

"Thank you sir" replied the employee.

Iqbal employs men. Because for him who has a duty to make a living are men. Hence, he hired men who were already married.

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"Lisa, later Saka clothes so that Mother is the holy one. She's so uncomfortable that her clothes have someone else sorted out." Vina told her employee Lisa.

Lisa, the ayu girl who is a little shy if the interlocutor is a man. He's an orphan. The neighbor of Vina. He has a sweet face.

"Good Mother." said Lisa.

Vina, told Lisa and Hera to call her Mother. Same with the call of his children.

"Oo yes Hera, later please get the dirty clothes of Bu RT yes, all clean ones have Bu Iin. The house is near Ms. RT's house" Vina told Hera.

Hera, pretty girl. She's jolly and sociable. She is also an orphan girl. Back when High School he was the same class as Adit. Hera can ride a motorcycle. Lisa could not. Hence the shuttle duty Vina told Hera.

"Good Bun." said Hera.

"Bun, there was a package from Iqbal's doctor. Sorry I forgot to tell him. Because Mother was again at the market. I put the package in the living room" said Hera.

"All right, thank you" said Vina.

Vina went into the living room. Vina opened her loudry place of business in the side trunk of the house. That was with Iqbal's permission

"Thank you Mas, the bouquet and the food." Vina chatted to Iqbal.

"Yes alike. At the meal ya." reply Iqbal later.

Vina opens the package and eats, food from Iqbal. One more month they will have a marriage contract. Because they are waiting for college and school holidays Saka.

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One week later, Rasti deliberately waited for Iqbal's return across the street from his home Iqbal. Shortly after, Iqbal returned home. He lives at home with Mr. Din, or the gardener.

To clean up she used the services of a maid who came after she left and came home in the afternoon after preparing food. For breakfast, Iqbal will usually be purchased at the hospital.

"Hi." call Rasti when Iqbal just got out of the car.

"What are you doing here?" ask Iqbal. Look at the appearance of Rasti.

Rasti wore a red shirt with a V hemisphere on her chest. And show her smooth thighs.

"Can I come in?" ask Rasti. He was happy because Iqbal noticed his performance.

"You're seducing me with your looks?" tease Iqbal.

"Didn't you really like my appearance" asked Rasti smiling.

"It used to be, but now I'm disgusted to see it. Finally for the first time I'm so happy and grateful to be able to get away from you!" exclaim Iqbal relax.

"What do you mean? Hah .." said Rasti loudly.

Hearing the sound of screaming, Mr. Din hurriedly approached.

"Sorry sir, I was back for a minute, stomach ache." Said Mr. Din. Looking towards Rasti.

"His wife sir, her appearance is very disgusting." scorned Iqbal.

"I can go alone" said Rasti, as Mr. Din pulled Rasti's hand.

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"Fuck you Iqbal. I'll make you regret it. You're Vina. You have to take responsibility." shouted Rasti inside her room, pulling the sheets on the mattress. And scatter all the skincare on the ornamental table.

The maids who listened to her mistress's screams of pepper were scared. This is the first time Rasti has done so. One of them called his master. The husband of Rasti, whose name is Rangga. But the number is inactive.

After debating fellow aides, finally Bu Wati, the senior aide ventured to knock on the door. And he drove out the other maid.

"Is the lady okay?" mama Wati asked, knocking on the door.

"Leave me alone, Mom. You rest." said Rasti from the inside.

Rasti, despite being rich. He was never the same as his assistant. Because for him honest ART is very difficult to find. Hence, she treated ART who worked at her husband's house well.

In Rasti's house, there were 7 workers. Two of them were men on guard in front. Other elderly women. Because Rasti does not agree if there are girls or women who are aged 35 and under.

The next day, Rasti's husband came home. And that leaves ART confused. Because from last night Rasti did not leave the room. They are afraid of being blamed if the mistress is okay.

Rangga went straight to his room, without asking ART where the wife was. Because he knows his wife's habits. If not in the room, surely Rasti out shopping or go with his social friends.

"Darling, why is it such a mess!" exclaim Rangga saw the appearance of his room like a broken ship.

Rasti who was still sleeping, only opened her eyes for a moment.

"Darling, are you okay?" rangga said worriedly.

"I'm sorry if I always leave you. I promise this month I will accompany you. We can consult with the doctor. Sorry." whispered Rangga again.

Rangga guessed, if his wife Rasti must be disappointed with him again. For three weeks, he has been out of the country to run his business.