FIRST WIFE REVENGE (I Don'T Love You Anymore)

CHAPTER 105 STRESSFUL TIMES FOR TASYA JESSICA

Today Tasya is back to craze. He was shocked by the increasing openness of the crimes he had committed so far.

The police continue to conduct checks that increasingly reveal the bright spot about the marriage of sirinya with Bambang Suherman the politician.

The house is quiet, as always. Making Tasya free to cry, yell and curse indistinctly.

While his son-in-law who had been with him for two days did not come home and did not come to his office as well.

Yep. Since the opening day of the cover of Jelita Lara aka Lady Navisha by Herdilan, the woman has not returned to the big house of Tasya.

Tasya again got a second call from the police after the first call a week ago was not released.

His lawyer advised Tasya to follow the procedure to ease his sentence later. But he is still not ready to mentally give evidence. Worry if the information given is convoluted because there is evil intentions in the heart and mind.

Even Tasya cursed the lawyer. Saying that he has no credibility to defend and secure his good name should resign as his lawyer.

He was completely stirred up by his emotions and soul.

"Yeahaaaa...! Aaaaaarrrgh!"

As usual, his house became an outlet of anger. Break all the stuff into pieces.

Herdilan was no less emotionally unstable.

A week did not go to his office in the Central Pesona Tower building because of the inner upheaval that collapsed.

He only confined himself to his mother's mansion on the third floor, his private room with Viona Yuliana in the still days of marriage.

Both the mother and the child are in serious trouble.

One was upset because of fear of going to jail, the other was upset because of the heartache of being tricked by the second wife until her first wife asked for a divorce. Also tricked by the mother who lied to her status for years.

Herdilan suddenly remembered something... The look in his eyes that seemed empty now seemed to think of something.

Don't-don't... Mom is like Lady! Who claimed to have Papa Bambang's son when...!!! guess the little heart of Herdilan.

But soon he shook his head quickly.

"No! No way!! My mom's not a whore! My mama's not a whore like that peddler! Openup!!!"

And prang!!!

And prang!!!

And prang!!!

Porcelain ceramics, various glass flower displays that adorn the corner of his room one by one floated down to the floor shattered.

Herdilan. Then walk quickly to the door of the room, out and down jumping the stairs.

"Yamaa!!!... Mamaa!!!"

He shouted to his mother. Walking in a hurry, need an honest explanation to be honest.

"Yeah!!! Mamaa!!!"

The mama's room was chaotic just like her room made Delan dumbstruck for a while.

Mama Tasya was lying face down on her golden iron bed. The luxurious room was like a broken ship.

Delan poked some pieces of porcelain scattered on the floor so as not to be hit by his feet that walked closer to the mother.

"Mama! Explain to me, who am I? Explain, Ma! Am I really Papa Bambang's son? Or... You're a playgirl just like that fucking woman?"

Mama Tasya. Shocked at the words of the child only brazen wayangnya.

Plaque! Plaque! Plaque! Plaque!

"Slap me, Ma! Keep slapping! Wrap everything! Because I'm your son, Ma! Which you can make 'weapons' to put papa Bambang!"

Plaque!

Mama Tasya slapped Herdilan Firlando. Now there is blood flowing through the lips of his beloved son.

"Dellown!"

"Don't mind me! Some more! Wake your anger at me again! Some more!! Slap again!! I said slap again, Ma!!!"

"Dwarf! Hik hik hiks..How could you accuse Mama so cruel!"

"Mama is a cruel queen! Queen Jahanam is in a very tragic love drama! Mama is entitled to Citra, Oscar, Golden Globe and other trophies as a very great lead artist, Ma!"

"Hik hik hik..."

"Mama turned out to be like Jelita Lara! Who could remember the husband of one man even no matter the feelings of another woman who was the wife of that man! Mama may even be the same as Jelita Lara who is pregnant with others but claims to be pregnant with her son papa Bambang! What's that like, Ma?!"

Plaque!

Tasya Jessica covered her mouth with both hands. Can't believe that his proud son hurt to such an extent.

"What did you say??? You are the same Mama!!!"

"Because now, I get that treatment from Jelita Lara! From the Lady who claimed to be a virgin, then got pregnant by me! That woman is a slave*! Who often did contract marriages with other married business men before me, then did hymen surgery to fool me who was this mute and stupid!"

"A pa??? What did you say? Is that woman really like that?"

Tasya grabbed the collar of the son's shirt. Unknowingly shakes his grip hard on Herdilan. I can't believe what his son said.

"Is Mama like that too? Hik hik... Did Mama play the role of Lady Navisha too? HUH UH???"

Herdilan shouted so loudly that the mother cried hysterically while drowning her face in both palms.

The sorrowful and sorrowful cries made the atmosphere of the house in the afternoon turn like a frightening cold night.

"Why is that Lady so long to my son??? Huhuhuhu..."

"That's because your bad deeds karma turned on me!!!" replied Herdilan with a thunderous voice in front of the shocked face of the Mama.

"I'm not like that!!! I'm not a WHORE!!! NO!!! I've never made love to anyone other than your Papa, Bambang Suherman!!!"

Now Mama Tasya who screamed loudly towards the face of the son, in return if he was not that cool.

"You are the real son of Mas Bambang! Not the flesh of another! If you don't believe it, do a DNA test. Because I only have sex with your father! He was the only one, even up to this second! Huhuhu... Huaoo!"

Tasya's broken cry echoed into his entire large room. Now Herdilan also roared in tears on the floor with a fist repeatedly punching the marble tiles of his room.

"Why did I become like this, Ma!!! Whyyy??? Why do I have to endure the pain of your evil deeds to Aunt Tania! Whyaa??? Don't you realize that every action of yours will affect my karma as well? HUH UH???"

Delan yelled at the mother without caring about the limits of her modesty and iniquity to the woman who had given birth and raised her until now.

"I also don't want to make my son suffer because of my past mistakes, Delan! I did everything for your happiness!!!"

"Bull shiit!!! T*i cat! Materialistic woman! Demon woman!!! All women only love treasure, the throne, for the sake of her own comfort! Including you!!!"

Plaque...

Tasya cries bitterly. His hand hurt a lot. But his heartache was much more painful and painful.

The Lord rebuked him after decades of neglect.

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