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

CHAPTER 185 POV CHRISTIAN PART 2

I felt like something was wrong with my family.

The aura of our magnificent residence was slowly dark and gloomy in color. The aura of the faces of the inhabitants included my own aura, looking like cloudy covered in dark clouds.

This feeling becomes unsettled every day. Even to the point of disrupting my romantic relationship and my sisters too.

Is..., this is an exchange that is a consequence of Papa's frequent association with occult and mystical things?

I don't know. I'm just an ordinary human being. Not a psychic let alone a shaman. Even though it has six sence, it does not mean that it can see and know all the plans of God ahead.

No. gabe. I don't want to be a musik. With knowledge and smart-association precedes the Greatness and Greatness of Allah Ta'ala.

For sure I really saw the aura of my family as if I was on the red line of life. I don't know. That's what I think.

Until Papa told me that he had done polygamy without my knowledge. Everything is done so that our lives are all comfortable, safe and peaceful. That's Papa's version.

It's different from my version.

I'm upset. I say, it is fitting that the aura of our house is getting darker and like breathing is difficult for all its inhabitants including me.

But Papa is a clever orator. Which finally calms me down with all the judges. The cost of my school, Roger and Fika's school was huge and Papa was also thinking about the future of the three of us. So said.

I didn't think it through. Can polygamy further lift Papa's economy and business? Bullshiiit! Nonsens!

Polygamy actually makes the culprits kere'. Because you have to share one with the other. It must also be fair in all things.

Is that not the rule God has set?

God is never wrong in making decisions. No. gabe.

Only humans always think the opposite. Feeling that polygamy is permissible, if it is possible. And so they flocked to do that. Ck ck...

They do not realize that every action carries risk. Every action has a recompense.

In Islam, karma does not exist. But every small action, will surely get a reply. Either the act is right or the act that violates the rules.

Who sows the seeds. He also reaps the results.

For that, do a lot of good. Then you will get a lot of blessings.

Hhh...

My father has stepped wrong.

His obsession with being a respected person is slowly becoming a reality.

He held a wet seat in the government's parliament, even for decades. His political career was successful.

For business affairs, Papa is increasingly good and reliable. Although slowly I know, Papa sometimes forgets his memory and a bit of gragas play hit the chromo without a second thought.

I just wish I was worried. I fear that one day my Father will be punished by God.

I tried to speak well with Papa. But still not good. I felt this chest getting crowded seeing the aura that kept turning darker and darker in color.

I'd love to discuss this with my uncle, Jonathan Lordess.

But it turns out, Om has trapped the deceit of Papa and his second wife. Even Om Lordess loved their growing crown prince dearly. I know, Papa's second wife is my own aunt. Because Papa himself told the story.

Secretly I often see Papa's little family with aunty Tasya. They are abundant in material and affection.

Until his son had bad habits and apparently hated friends from his own golongan. Until his face was destroyed, he was forced to undergo surgery in South Korea.

I know everything. But I can only see and listen. Can't do anything.

Mama seems to have known about Papa's behavior behind the scenes. But Mama was tight-lipped. Like allowing and quieting Papa's steps that are getting further away.

Our family relationship is adem. Even anyep aka bland no taste.

I myself, have a romance problem that is no less stumbling.

Breaking up from Bella, I started my own business as the founder of marketing trading which was booming at the time.

Of course, it is not an illegal and illegal effort such as gambling or bodong accounts that are currently rife. My efforts are purely as a service broker. There's the company, obviously. Although the initial capital is half of Papa's.

The company I built myself without Papa's intervention bore fruit. My business is advancing, but not my love.

Several times knitting love, but always run aground in the middle of the road. Until one day,...

On the eve of my company party, a girl was seen helpless between two men. And it seems that this is not an ordinary situation.

Dark aura spread around the face of the men thinking dirty. And a pleasant colorful aura was actually emanated from the face of the girl who looked jizzled.

I'm curious. Follow them quietly to the hotel room they rented.

The girl who appeared unconscious was carried by two suspicious men into the room. I barged in. Asking who the girl was and why she was with them was taken to a room.

Apparently as I thought. The girl was kidnapped and strangled by something until she fainted.

I beat them one by one without any further ado. It turned out to be just a rice field rat who wanted to do naughty without having a strong defense.

They ran the ridge. Leaving me and the drunk girl alone in the hotel room they had rented.

I was so surprised. Suddenly the girl woke up and opened her whole clothes shamelessly.

Apparently the effect of the powerful medicine*ng turned the girl into a criminal.

He pulled my hand into the bed.

Crying and asking for help to buy*i. Hhh...

Jakunku is of course down. Hasr*t my maleness instincts also arose slowly. Moreover, this girl is very pretty. Molek's body. Yellow flat and seamless without defect.

God created it so perfectly.

I, of course, try to keep my sanity. I remember, I had a sister. What if it happened to Fika. And. haish!

This woman is constantly stroking my body. From the top of the hair to the groin and...

"Mas... Helpme! Mas... Why is it hot not because of this?"

As soon as he said it made my body temperature rise.

I took him to the bathroom. Trying to neutralize the heat in his body with a shower.

I slipped into the bathtub. Then we got wet together under the cold water that made me shiver.

The girl's lips are so s. Making this fingers unconsciously caress and kiss her. Again and again. Feeling overwhelmed by momentary pleasure.

Me and the girl finally did something out of bounds. The regret that comes at the end of the incident.

That night I saw the girl fall asleep. After I made my own vibes, I dried my clothes and my own.

Hhh...

How'this? I have made a fatal mistake. Hhh...

I promise, I will wait for him to come to his senses and also take responsibility for what I have done to him.

Turns out...

Reality is not as beautiful as expectation.

He's very angry. Baking me as a bangs*t man. He said, I'm just like the two men who kidnapped him.

I was like a dog, he said.

I'm not mad. Can't be angry. Because I was wrong.

Can only be quiet and down. Hearing the girl berate me even spit in my face.

She left without me knowing her name, her home address, and her job. All I know is that the girl was one of the performers at my party this afternoon. That'sthat's all. And I guess, he also recognized me as the CEO of the company that had a party in this five-star hotel hall this afternoon.

That was the beginning of my relationship with the Mutia Gem Melody.

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