Love My Husband for Other Women

Risma's arrival at the mother-in-law's house

"Are you sure, Pa?

You sure, all yours is for the kids?

Are you sure there's nothing you're hiding from me?

Are you absolutely certain that your second wife did not get the living rights of my husband?

Honestly, that can't happen, Mr Pandu!

No woman will be silent if not endowed, not suffused!

I am sure my husband is preparing a life of luxury for his other wife, because the woman who wants to marry a married man, the first thing he sees is the establishment of the man, he said, and your young wife is the type of woman who likes to live a luxurious life, I know that, because I can feel like a fellow woman. So stop talking fair here. Because I'll never believe it!" Risma calmly and emphasisfully took out all her uneg, which made Pandu sculpt by continuously closing his eyes, resisting the emotional turmoil that already wanted to explode.

"I just want us to talk good, but you always corner me. All righty!

I set you free to do whatever you want. But you need to remember, you are still my legitimate wife, and without having to remind me, you must know your duty as a good wife. Asalamualaikum."

Pandu, his feet leave the debate with his wife, do not want to waste time if it will only hurt each other with speech.

Risma smiled faintly, staring at the departure of her husband, who even forgot to say goodbye to his son.

"That's important, that woman in your heart, man?

Until you forget to approach children to just kiss their forehead. Depart, Mas. Wait for me, because I will also be present among you after this." Risma muttered softly and tried not to take the giddiness of her debate with Pandu.

Step into the kitchen and start preparing supplies for later on the way home to her in-laws. Even Risma had also told the mother of Rome to buy by for her husband's family.

However, Risma did not tell her children that she would return to Kediri, fearing that Cinta would tell her grandmother and her father by phone. Because the child is as innocent as Love is still not able to understand what happens to his parents.

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Meanwhile, Clara is busy cooking to welcome Pandu today, the smile on her lips continues to expand, indicating how happy her heart is.

"All is well, maybe soon Mas Pandu arrived, I will take a shower and dress up beautifully to welcome my beloved husband."

Clara kept showing off the smile on her lips and her face also seemed to be beaming in series.

After finishing arranging all her cooking on the table, and cleaning up the mess in her kitchen due to cooking scars, Clara went straight to the bathroom and cleaned herself up.

Choosing the most beautiful clothes according to him, knee-length dress without arms, with long unraveling hair, His face is polished thin with famous and expensive brand powder and pink lipstick, Beautiful!

"May you love me more, my dear.

I dress up like this, just for you."

Clara muttered alone staring at herself in the mirror reflection of her dresser.

There was a knock on the door, and Clara immediately ran out to open the door, Pandu's handsome face was seen smiling directly hugging him tightly.

"Asalamualaikum, Ma!" Clara reminded Pandu with her spoiled voice.

"I'm getting your favorite food, Mom!

Want to eat now, what later?" connect Clara who is still struggling spoiled in the sturdy arms of Pandu.

"Later on, I'll eat you first. Very curious about it." said Pandu by peeping the head of his sir wife.

Clara immediately blushed happily, treated so gently and Pandu looks very adoring. With a spoiled and happy heart, Clara welcomed Pandu's invitation with joy. The hot bed scene accompanies a couple who are drunk in love so great, that it does not feel like they have played somehow for how many times.

"Darling, I'm hungry." whined Clara as Pandu hugged her, after her many games.

"We're clean first, then eat together. I'm hungry too, you're great baby, thank you!" sahut Pandu with a look of adoration.

Both of them entered the bathroom and did it again with passionate desire, spending time with no thought of the other, as if the world already belonged to both.

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While Risma was on his way to Kediri, with his two children accompanied by the father of Rome, and Waluyo a twenty-four-year-old young man who was still his nephew mbak Romlah who held the steering wheel.

It did not take long, only an hour and a half drive, Risma had arrived at the courtyard of her house-in-law.

Ms. Sonia who was sitting on the porch of the house, was surprised by the arrival of her favorite daughter-in-law, because Risma had no previous news.

"Asalamualaikum, Mom!

Healthy mom?" greet Risma when entering the courtyard of the Pandu house that is so spacious.

"Waalaikumsallm, Yes Alloh, son! kok not news first, if you want to go home, mama can masakin your favorite food, lha this has arrived come, mama is not ready what loh." Sahut Bu Sonia is happy to welcome the arrival of her daughter-in-law and granddaughter.

"Loh Pandu, where?

why not come?" continued Bu Sonia looking for the whereabouts of Pandu his son.

"Pandu again has service outside the city, Mom!

So here the same children were accompanied by Romlah." reply Risma calm, even though his heart was broken was not careless.

"Here, Salim used to be the same grandma. Well granddaughter grandma is already on big, pretty and handsome." Bu Sonia turned to look at her two grandchildren who were standing not far from Risma.

"Get inside, let's just talk inside, take a break." Ms. Sonia again voiced Risma and everyone entered the house.

"You're nginep, aren't you, nduk?

Mama misses, there are so many things you want to talk about with me." Ms. Sonia spoke back to Risma who was smiling just staring sadly at her mother-in-law.

"Yes, mom! Risma wants to stay here for two days. Can you?" sahut Risma held back tears, remembering the treatment of Pandu which was inversely proportional to his parents. Her parents loved Risma.

"Alhamdulillah, it happens that Pandu's rice field will harvest tomorrow, so you are here, later let you supervise the sale of the harvest."

Ms. Sonia said what exactly was the purpose of Risma coming, before asking it turned out that her in-laws had opened what her husband had been hiding all along. "Because you are mas." Risma's inner relief, because there is no need to bother looking for sentences to uncover the treasures of her husband who has not been Risma know.