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

CHAPTER 39 The Peak of My Happiness

This is the height of my happiness.

The first anniversary night of our housewife was celebrated by Mama Tasya on a large scale in the company environment.

Making me a fancy party in a grand partner hotel certainly made me very moved.

Beautiful and expensive gifts certainly mill around in front of us from the relations.

Mas Delan was incessantly spreading a smile while holding my hand.

"Congratulations, on the anniv of your marriage. May you always be happy!"

"Thank you, Director!"

"Good young boss! Gong Xi, gong xi!"

"Thank you so much Koko!"

Alternate the entrepreneurs who come with their loved ones. One by one they came and greeted us.

Giving congratulations and also the best prayers to last and our household relations.

I also invited Ira to the party and some of her friends attended.

There was one very beautiful woman who made my eyes unblink.

"Lady Navisha!"

The woman laughed showing off her row of white teeth which must have been expensive to care for.

"Hi Queen!" the sweep embarrassed me. Lady hugged and kissed my left and right cheeks.

"How are you? The more beautiful you are, you!" my compliments are fascinated by its elegance.

"He is now a top artist!" my husband whispered jokingly.

I am so happy, my best friends in the past who did not come when we married first are now present to celebrate this happiness.

Ira wanted to join the four of us, reminiscing about our youth in the blue campus.

"You're cool, Lan! It's great with amazing achievements at 23!" praise Ira for making Delan's face blush.

"It's all thanks to my wife Viona, for sure!" mas Delan's words made me soar high into the land above the clouds.

"I am too!" sela Lady made Delan choke and I turned to the laughing Lady.

"Basic! What's your contribution to Delan's achievement?" the sneer of Ira made Lady look at him sharply.

"You don't know, do you? I'm one of his talent artists in Delan!" lady said making me widen my eyes.

"really? Yes, Mas?" I'm looking for justification.

"The Lady said it right, Vi!"

"When did this woman become an artist? I've never seen his existence on television!" cibir Ira's.

I smiled in memory of the strain of Ira and Lady's relationship in our college days. That's how they both are. Always sneering at each other and insinuating.

"Lady's a catwalk model and a TV cable ad star."

I'm fascinated to hear Delan's story about Lady.

"But not the famous artist on the common glass screen khan?"

"I'm a special artist and selebgram. Yes khan mas Delan?"

"What is natural, khan? I'm khan his company's pet! Why are you a sewot? It's worth your marriage to be annulled and your future husband to break up with you. Your mouth is as venomous as a cobra!"

"You are the venomous! You must be playing behind so you can be made an artist with seduction and your body!"

"Ira, please! My mother-in-law is here!Keep it silent you guys!" I asked for a divorce between the two of them. Because I saw mama Tasya walking towards us.

"Hi, ladies!"

Mama hugged me tight. Kissing me while congratulating me. Makes my two friends seem jealous of my happiness.

"It's. hi, you... Jelita Lara?"

"Yes, Miss! I'm Jelita, Viona's friend from High School!"

"Isn't he? Wow.... gladly, it turns out that this world is narrow huh!?"

Mama laughed. Then Ira too.

I realized, if Lady is an artist who joined the company of my husband's family. Mama knew him more deeply too.

I even saw Lady to the point of daring to hug mom Tasya and stick her hand on Mama's waist.

Looks more familiar Lady, even the same Mama on my appeal.

"Yes already! You guys continue the casual chat. I have to welcome another guest, huh?"

"Jelita's coming with Miss, huh?"

Mama Tasya held the hand of Lady who walked beside him.

Ira and Ira smiled together.

While Delan mas my husband also went to walk to the guests of other relations who had just come.

"Vi! High-class people are different, if you've spoken!" Ira's whispers made me giggle. Instantly I became a rendevous of the past with Ira.

"Eh, how are you, Brother Firman?" I asked to make Ira crumble.

"Oh my God.. You still remember that handsome guy?"

"The news is that Kak Firman is the same as the finalist Abnon?'

"Who said, Vi?"

"I've heard of Widya's aunt. Inget ga, my aunt who ever opened a pock stand in the mall at that time?"

"Isn't he?"

"Sir Firman ate at my aunt's shop as the girl who was the finalist of Abang None. Beautiful Raaaa! Pantesan kak Firman looks not flirtatious on other girls. Her boyfriend's a top model, Ra!"

"Oh, where do I know! But I heard from Reyhan's brother that he is now a freelance journalist at one of the local newspaper agencies. You know what?"

"Masa'? He's khan worth cum laude! Must have been a good career in the field of work. Can't just be a journalist?"

"Hey, hey hey! Your words could offend many people later, Young Mistress Viona Gem! That includes harassment on one of the job statuses."

"Hehehe... I'm sorry!"

I smiled shyly. Not in that direction actually. Just shocked and not expecting, if a person who has a desiccation and also a high value in his college years turned out to be quite difficult in his work.

That's life. Good value turns out not to guarantee someone smart also in real life.

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