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

CHAPTER 60 CAUGHT

Without feeling a week more Dad and Mom are gone. The tahlilan show has finished. And according to the big family agreement, we only hold it up to seven days only. After that no longer, except to pray to places of worship every Friday night for forty days.

I'm alone in my parents' house. To go back to our house, it felt so lazy. Especially if you remember Delan's behavior that makes me numb.

To this day, I still hold back my anger and emotions at him. Still rangkiang Mama Tasya's request, for the sake of respect for Father Mother forced me to lend.

Considering Tasya's mom somehow today I kind of want to visit her.

For almost two months I have never visited his home. Ever since I moved into papa Bambang's giving house.

Today I was reminded, I have to meet Mama Tasya at her house. Recounting my journey to find authentic evidence including friendly photos of both in my photo gallery.

After the shower, I dressed and dressed up.

Hurry to lock my family's house which now automatically falls into my business, to the residence of Mama Tasya.

At four o'clock in the afternoon. Maybe he just got home from work or not, that's okay. I could try making a quick pan cake for our tea snack.

With a burning intention, telling the nobility of his beloved son, I waltzed casually.

Just look at me! How will you react after your mother knows your behavior and ransacked your household with the Black Crow Lady!

Like I thought. My mother-in-law hasn't come home yet. But some housekeeper who recognized me opened the door with a stunned face.

"Mom! Mama Tasya hasn't come home yet, has she?"

"L-yes, Miss!"

"Yes, I just wait in our old room, huh!? Oiya... hm... There are ingredients to make khan pancakes, Ma'am? I want to do that, please provide? Sorry.. hehehe.., yes I entered my room first!"

Our room was very cold. There are no trinkets as well as photos of our bride because I have been to the new house.

Curebakan body. Just nostalgic reminiscing about our sweet to hot romance in this room.

Hhh... Mas Delan's... Since when have you changed, Mom? Since when? I don't see that change at all. Because you're always good every day.

Unconfident in knowing my Mas, my dear husband has now turned to another heart. It is our love that is slowly timid but with many dreams that we want. One of them has a descendant. Even Mama asked us to do baby tubes five months ago. And we've both been trying to trick Mama to this day.

Hik hik... My tears are back. Dreaming of the fate that is now happening to me. Somehow my life while now Dad and Mom are gone in this world.

Almost half an hour more. I forgot my original plan to make pancakes. Plus mbak Suti the housekeeper did not see me in the room, I rushed down back to the ground floor.

The voice of people chatting. Apparently, my mom went home. And...

There was my husband, Lady Navisha, whose pale face saw me step down the stairs.

Buums.

Like a great earthquake shook my soul. Turns out my husband and his affair turned out to have docked mom first.

Hm... I forgot that Lady is one of the talent production house artists of mama Tasya!

"Finally... You guys unmasked all of you in front of me without the need for me to roar!" I said with a cynical smile.

Mama Tasya embraced me. Trying to hug my tiny body that is getting smaller because of the circumstances of recent days.

"Vio! Have patience, my dear! Jelita is pregnant with her son Delan!"

Deg.

My heart aches to hear what Mama Tasya says. It really hurts. Even this chest is tight. My in-laws like to keep me from hurting my husband's infidelity. Hixes.

I tried to look at Mama Tasya's face. He lowered his head, but his hands were still tightly holding onto my body which was actually fragile.

"Mama?!"

I pulled the fingers a little hard, until this body came loose and darted towards Lady Navisha.

Plaque. Plaque. Plaque!

My three slaps were enough to satisfy me.

Then...

Plaque. Plaque.

Satisfied even though this palm hurts and is hot.

"Darling!"

Mama Tasya got back to me.

"Dear, calm yourself! Let's talk to a cool head. Viona's sitting fine, huh?"

"How can I sit down, Mama?"

"Sit down!"

Mas Delan pulled out a dining chair and let me sit down.

"Mas! I'm your wife too! Why is he the only one you tell me to sit?!"

What the hell? What do women bangs*t mean? How dare he say that to my husband in front of Mama Tasya.

"Lady! Keep up!!"

The loud voice of Delan was unable to melt this heart.

Less than a second the body of the cursed woman until her body fell to the floor.

"Vio! No!!!"

I'm shocked. Mama Tasya ran over to Lady. Helping her up and letting the bitch lay her head down while crying.

That acting! Goddamnit! Clever is also the satanic charade of the dajjal!

"Mama!! Mamma... Hik hik hik!"

I took a few steps back. Pointing towards the two with tears.

"Mama... Mom defended him! Vio thought... Mama will hate him and tell them to split up! But. hik hiks!"

"Viona, I'm sorry!" sela mas Delan tried to reach my finger, but soon I hardened and retreated again to the back.

"Vio baby! Sorry... Mama didn't mean to make you angry and hurt baby! Pardon...! But Jelita Lara is pregnant, baby! It's just an 'accident'!"

"What??? An 'accident'? Just an 'accident'??? What does Ma mean?"

I gaped at Mama Tasya's consolation. Crazy one!!! Crazy one!!!

The three cursed men blushed his face.

"And you, Mum! What do you want to say to me, Mom? You're telling me, this is just a small mistake? Huh huh? Like a kid who has no remorse for taking his friend's toy, right? So, Mas??"

"No, Vi... Not so," replied Delan slowly.

"And you Lady Crow!!! So this is your life purpose? What have you ever said to me. about your ideals in our college days? Huh huh? Don't you want to be the wife of a rich man? And now it has been achieved, even though your rich husband already has a wife and his wife is your own friend? You still have no guilt, Lady?"

I cried out alone. Feeling like a human being has no self-respect. And my thoughts were confirmed by the three of them.

"Mr...! Truly Viona did not expect, Mama turned out to have known everything first than Vio! Vio was very disappointed with all this! Vio hates you all! What's my fault with you, Mas? What's my fault with you, money-slinging woman?"

"Well how you want, Viona! Rice has become porridge! Who would want to be a second wife!" mama Tasya's tukas make me sick of her.

"Hohohhoo! Mama defended him because of his position? Because the woman scratched this money status is now 'second wife'? Just like the status of the mother who is also the second wife of papa Bambang?! Huh yeah?"

Plaque.

Whaties??? Mas Delan dared to slap me??? Oh my... What am I supposed to do now? When I was at the lowest point in 'honey' without my knowledge. It turns out that the mother-in-law was even more defending the child and also his second wife. And now I am getting worse because my husband cornered me with a cruel slap to my cheek.

"Mas??? Mas slapped me? Is this really your deepest heart? Hik hik... Remember mas! Remember that! All this you have done I will never forgive! IT WILL NEVER! EVEN THOUGH I'M DEAD!!!"

I ran out of the big house that was like a hell. I don't care about the bag with my identity card and cell phone.

Running as far away from the spot as possible, hysterical with teardrops on the cheeks.

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