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

FIRST WIFE REVENGE (I Don'T Love You Anymore)
SESSION 2 THE STORY OF THE BAD FLY AND THE HAPPINESS OF MASTER KARTIKA



Fahrurroziwas. Christian's friend and rival in High School.


He was always like a fly that disturbed Christian's life at that time. As the son of one of the same party members, Fahrurrozi almost always followed him every step of the way.


He also approached Mutia who had become Chris' wife, with the intention of wanting to destroy whatever Chris had.


He and his Dad were always sweet to Papa Chris. But stabbing in the back. That's what a sycophant looks like.


And there are indeed mistakes that the late Bambang made. But it was all the more blow up by the hot story exaggerated by Fahrur and his Father.


Their cunning and crime stalled after Papa Chris was hit by a case, went to jail even to death with a different case story.


They can go on to have a good career after that. And laughed satisfied after seeing the destruction of the Bambang clan so that he finally got his own place and stage.


In fact.the secret that has been hidden for decades is unknown to anyone both the late Bambang himself, and his sons and daughters. That... Bambang himself was framed until buying an experimental woman who turned out to be Mama Tasya, it was the work of his father Fahrurrozi.


Until fate and destiny brought the story of Bambang and Tasya.


Kadir Abdul Rajak, a new friend of Bambang Suherman in the capital which at that time spread its ideological wings to enter the political scene left the world of business in the city of gudeg.


Kadir also often possessed the brain of Bambang, a hardworking man who struggled in the capital without bringing along his wife because he preferred a quiet small town to take care of his baby with simplicity.


Bambang who was still innocent at that time, only had a unanimous determination and intention to change the thinking of the members of the council in terms of progress for human rights which at that time he thought was so sad.


Thanks to his perseverance in voicing opinions, Bambang advanced to become the number one trusted superior of the political party council that he participated in.


Kadir who feels equal to Bambang also secretly has envy and malice.


Kadir knows, Bambang has a handle. Bambang also likes to perform supernatural rituals such as visiting sacred tombs, going to the house of shamans who are more often called smart people, even Bambang often do midnight flower baths.


He also tried to follow Bambang secretly. Followed his actions but success has not reached its peak.


Until his envy becomes a grudge and a swearing that accompanied the behavior of the back.


He often poisons dirty and inhuman thoughts according to the path he should be eradicating.


Kadir became a friend and enemy in a blanket for Bambang.


While Mr. Yosef is also a friend of Bambang in one school of psychics that they often visited.


Bambang has advantages that Joseph does not have. A guard who always controls him everywhere. The guard who has the power and sixth sense in terms of fortifying Bambang until achieved all his desires in the worldly. The guard is none other than Christian Suherman. His eldest son who was always Bambang take wherever he went except when visiting his young wife.


That was their story until it became what it is today.


There is a conspiracy between Joseph, Kadir which is now continued by the son, Fahrurrozi.


They work together to bring down Christian who managed to wash back the big name of his Papa which was destroyed among business people and also high state officials because of infidelity and murder and suicide cases that are phenomenal some last year.


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"Mutias! How are you?"


Mutia turned towards the voice that called out to her.


A tall, tall man approached her.


"Here, I'll help you get the groceries!"


"No, no need. Thank you. I can do it myself, Mom! Hm... I'm sorry, who is this?"


"You must have forgotten me. Hhh... Malang nian my fate!"


"Sorry...! Sorry I really don't remember!"


"I'm Christian's High School friend! We ate together a few times at the school reunion!"


"Oh yes, sorry! Sorry..."


"Fahrurrozii! That's my name! Just call me Aa Alul!"


Fahrurrozi confidently extended his hand. And Mutia politely returned her hand.


Where not far from the two stood, there was another person who was sneaking while aiming his camera looking for the right angle to be photographed.


"Want me to drop off?"


"No thanks, Aa Alul! I have ordered ojol! It looks like it's been waiting!"


"Oh, okay! Give my regards to Christian yes, Mut Cute!"


"i did! Come on, A.. I'm sorry!"


"May we meet again another time. Hehe..."


Mutia could only smile clumsily. Somewhat horrified also his heart found the husband's friend who was rather lethargic in his eyes.


It looks like the ages of 35-40 years old are prone to men experiencing second puberty! That's what Mutia's heart says.


He hurried away from the traditional market not far from Jonathan Lordess's estate.


"So, why don't you take me too, ish!" said Viona when she found the sister-in-law who came down from the online motorcycle in front of the gate of her house.


Viona was watering her plants.


"Hehehe... If you take me, you will pay for all my groceries! I'm not feeling good, Vi!"


"Oh my God, brother! I'm your brother khan. Nothing to pay for your groceries too! My brother often helps me. What's wrong with me helping Brother too!"


"Mas Chris said, don't bother even if it's with your own brother! Hehehe...! Tomorrow I'll go to the market and take you, Vi! Oiya, the kids haven't come home yet?"


"No, Brother! There may be additional lessons in school!"


Both went into the house. Help each other clean up groceries and put them in the refrigerator.


Since living together, the two of them seemed to be getting more and more familiar with each other. Although sometimes obstacles do not enjoy being a stumbling block both.


Both are women who have high selfishness not to want to bother each other.


There is a side of their heart that feels uncomfortable. Both Mutia and Viona.


Mutia felt she was just a hitchhiker if she didn't contribute at all to her small family's food business.


Similarly, Viona, feels very bad if not to entertain and take care of all the needs of her sister-in-law's family as well and prefers if Mutia keeps her money for other purposes.


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Meanwhile, Kartika is still not working because of the condition of his legs are still weak.


Even after being treated, Kartika uses a wheelchair for her to move without the need to bother her parents.


His desire to meet Dzakki and his family is still unfulfilled. Until it is still a stumbling block in the heart.


"Assynnya!"


"Glamma!"


Spread out the glasses of his eyeballs.


Just thinking about his desire and determination to meet Dzakki, the child he had been waiting for had come with several other students.


"Mother Guruuu!!!"


The six students who were delivered by Ms. Irma immediately hit him. They hugged and salimed him.


Falling tears Kartika.


"Mother, Mother...., why sit in a wheelchair?" ask Lalita, the little girl in two braids.


"Hussis...! Teacher's mother is sick, don't ask too many questions!" snapped Hari, the curly-haired handsome boy with eyes glaring towards Lalita.


"Ish, I just asked!"


"Hik hik hik..."


"Of course, don't make a fuss! Teacher's mom is crying!" another said trying to calm the beautiful teacher who had been more than a week was not teaching.


Kartika immediately pulled the fingers of Dzakki who was silent earlier.


"Please, hold mom's feet, yes Dzakki! Hik hik hik!"


Dzakki is the most haunted, just obey the request of the mother of Teacher Kartika.


But before he held Kartika's feet, his fingers first wiped the tears of his beautiful teacher.


"Mom is better now. Don't cry too often! There are other women who are sad when you cry!"


Deg.


The heart of Kartika is like stopping racing.


"Other woman? Who is it, Dzakki?" tanyanya was very curious.


Dzakki looked into Kartika's eyes. He realized, if his speech later would make the atmosphere so chaotic.


Finally Dzakki made up his mind, whispering Kartika's right ear in a soft voice.


"That! He's standing behind mom!"


Kartika was trembling. His lips twitched and whispered to Dzakki.


"W-what?"


"Friends of Master! Mom never looked at him. Never caught it. She's sad. She also cried because her mother misunderstood the teacher for her death. And he hasn't been calm either!" whisky Dzakki.


Dzakki suddenly fell down. He smiled as Kartika screeched and asked her how she was.


"It's okay, mom! Dzakki just drowned! Hehe..."


Kartika who felt his shoulders were heavy, suddenly felt light. Then.., Dzakki's hand clasped his knee. Makes him scream in pain.


"Dzakki!!! Are you the mother of the teacher?" day's protest drew Dzakki's hand from Kartika's knee.


Kartika. He felt his body was not as heavy as it was. And desperately wanted to try standing with his strength.


Till...


"Master Teacher!!! The teacher can stand alone again!"


Kartika hugged Dzakki. He was crying sobbing. Many times the word thank you slid down on her cries.


The uproar made Mama Kartika who was praying Dzuhur directly out of the room.


"Kartika!!!"


"Mama!!! Ma, Tika can stand up, Ma!!!"


"Alhamdulillah!!!"



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