Don't take away my happiness!

Emotionally

The squabble continued until finally, Gala who already did not know how else to explain to his wife. Immediately get ready to find the car keys, when he was out of words to fight it.

"Don't you think I don't know anything about your game behind my back. Although I'm just a housewife, but I know, Gal. I know!" pekik Becca is full of emotions.

He continued to follow wherever Gala was, without letting her off guard in the slightest. Becca unceasingly spoke whatever she wanted to say, until Gala's ears began to heat up.

Gala turned her back to look at Becca, then looked at her as if she had never done anything behind her wife.

"What do you know about me, huhh? Know what! You're just jealous of Lola, so you can think this far!"

"Try if you don't feel jealous, you won't accuse your own husband of doing things he never did!"

Gala's voice sounded a little higher, and so did Becca. She did not want to be defeated by her husband, so her emotions were breaking down even more.

"What did you say, jealousy? Cihh, why am I jealous of a woman like her!"

"Yayaya, it's up to you. I'm going!"

Gala quickly put on her jacket, then took the car keys. As Gala begins to reach for the door handle, Becca pulls Gala's hand back and tries to block her way.

"Where are you going?" ask Becca, look sharp.

"Go away, I'll get the wind!" sahut Gala, slowly remove the body of his wife.

"From me at home having to face your vague thoughts, mending me away!" connect Gala.

"I'm not done talking, Gala!" pekik Becca, continues to hinder her husband in various ways.

Gala who had completely run out of composure to argue with him, immediately began to resign. He looked at his wife and said. "What else, Becca? What else?"

"Geez, I'm tired, I'm tired! Why the hell can't you understand a little bit of my condition?"

"I'm less than what are you, hem? Why do you have to speak so badly to your own husband? You know, I love you so much. So, there's no way I'm gonna hurt you. Better now you throw that idea away. Okay?"

The sound of clapping began to accompany Gala's voice. Where Becca was walking around her husband, her glancing eyes made Gala even more confused.

"Try it over again, dear? What did you say? You wouldn't possibly hurt me? Waw, what a sweet remark."

"The sweet child that is in the belly of your young wife. Unfortunately, his presence did not bring happiness. But a pain that is very painful for everyone!"

Plaque!

One slap landed on Becca's right cheek, until she fell down and fell into a state of sitting right on the edge of the bed.

It is seen that Gala does not accept, if the child in the womb of his young wife is considered a disaster for everyone.

Becca glanced at her husband with a very painful look. Then he stood up while wiping the corners of his slightly injured lips.

"Sa-honey, ma-sorry-"

"Don't approach me!"

"I-I didn't accidentally, a-I-I--"

"Stay away!"

"No, I'm not gonna stay away from you. I want to be wrong, I shouldn't be carried away by emotions like this. So, I'm sorry--"

"It's natural that if you get carried away by emotions, it means that you're not willing if I say bad things about your favorite child!"

"Enough, Becca. Enough's enough! I remind you once again that I'm not cheating on you with Lola. Knows you!"

"Cuple, Gala. It's been discovered, it's still convoluted. Penge*cut!"

"Beca!"

Gala's hand was almost raised, but she could still control it and lower it. Where both his hands clenched strong enough, filled by the glare of eyes very sharp staring at his wife.

"What's? You want to slap me again, okay? Here, slap me, Gal. Slap it!"

Becca hit her own cheek repeatedly. Although she continued to challenge her husband, Gala could see from Becca's gaze that she was deeply hurt by all the events that had happened to her.

Until finally, Gala decided to leave the house in an emotional state. He was afraid that the instability of his anger could again hurt his wife.

What's more this is the first time, Gala raised her hand to hurt the woman she loved so much. All his life, when Gala was angry or stunted he would never hurt anyone but himself.

But this time it was different. He had gotten out of control, without realizing that his treatment as if defending his young wife even more hurt the woman he loved.

The wounds in Becca's heart widened. She herself did not expect that her husband would prefer her mistress over herself. As if, Gala had forgotten who had accompanied her for many years in a state of joy and sorrow.

Becca's cry broke out as she watched her husband leave in defense of the woman who had clearly damaged her household.

Becca shouted loudly to vent all the emotions in her body, so that the room that always looks neat has now become a ship broke like floating in the middle of the sea.

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