Love My Husband for Other Women

Prosecute

"I will obey your wishes, Ris!" Sahut Pandu with a trembling tone, guilt but can not fix his mistake. Only one word for a Pandu. Selfish!

"Whatdidyou say?

Are you no longer able to think clearly, your mind is no longer functioning?

Until you choose to part ways and destroy a mother's hopes, Pandu, don't be crazy!" Permadi emotion, both hands clenched tightly, eager to hit his sister who could not think well.

"Please!

Listen to me first, Mom! I'm not done talking, let me talk first." Sahut Pandu slightly raised, upset because no one wanted to understand his position, all blame and cornered him.

"Yes! I will obey Risma's will, obey here not according to his desire to separate, but give my property for children. Cafe will move in his name Cinta, Sawah will move so his name is Galang. For catfish cattle, please! Let me manage it myself, Ris! I also need money to hold, make cigarettes and gasoline. After all, the yield of catfish is also not as much as rice fields and cafes. But I want to make money from the rice fields and cafe kusus made accounts for the name of Love and Galang. And we'll make a deal, the money will be usable when they enter his education as a student. And to supply their future." Pandu continued to express what was in his mind firmly and confidently.

Risma was silent, and thought before making a decision, and Risma knew, if her husband's savings were also not small, until there was a way to make Pandu not warty, what else is currently in front of his family who are so supportive of him, Risma will not waste the opportunity to make Pandu worse.

"Alright, Mom!

But I also need your explanation about the house you gave to that woman.

I'm sure it's not a little money to buy it, while the house we live in, I'm the one who almost seventy percent spend the money. Why are you being unfair, Mom?

Is it because you don't love me, and you love her, and you're willing to give that woman a fantastic, precious mansion?

But you forget, the money you used to buy the house, there are still my rights as your legal wife, and the rights of our children.

Then if I wanted it too, what would you do?" Reply Risma cold and no longer care about the change of face Pandu who looks flushed holding anger.

"Enough, Ris!

Do not exceed your limits. All this time, I've had enough of you and the child without any shortcomings. The house Clara occupied was the dowry I gave her, there was no way I would ask her back.

Don't force me to do something I don't want to do." Pandu pressed down on each of his sentences with a sharp gaze directed at Risma who was smiling incisively.

"Owh, dowry huh?

I remember, when you married me, you gave me what dowry, Mas?

A set of prayer tools and a two-gram gold ring, which amounts to no more than six million.

At that time you were still a minimal-paid Bintara. I'm I'm accepting without demanding anything from you. Even I iklas work for the sake of being able to help you continue school so that you can continue to rise in rank until like now.

And with ease, you give something luxurious to the woman who has just been present in your life, even one month has not been there she accompanies you to fight. In essence, he is present when your life is well established.

I don't take it, Pandu Aditama!" sahut Risma was full of hatred, her chest was so crowded with the behavior of the man who was still legally her husband.

"Ma!

I'm sorry, if I had to bring everything up, I'm sorry that my heart can't accept Mas Pandu's unfair treatment. I don't like it, if the woman gets a billion house so easily, while there I fight. I don't like Ma! Mas Permadi!" Risma continued staring alternately at her mother-in-law and sister-in-law who seemed to nod and smile thinly at her.

"What Risma said is true, Pandu.

You shouldn't have done something without your first thought. How much did you buy for that woman?

be honest with mom!" Ms. Sonia chimed in on her daughter-in-law's remarks and asked Pandu to account for her behavior.

"One and a half billion, Ma!

Naturally I gave that to Clara, she's also my wife, Ma!" sahut Pandu without sinning and it pecked the anger of the brother who immediately stood up hit Pandu's face with indignation.

"Enough, Guide!

You should be able to think wisely and take care of your wife's heart, but instead you are like a person who does not feel guilty at all.

It's clear what Risma said is the truth, but still you close your eyes.

Clara hasn't earned your property yet. If you want to give luxury to your affair, give it by using property without any interference Risma by your efforts.

Don't be selfish!" sumpul Permadi was full of emphasis and anger was enveloping him.

"One and a half billion is not a little money, while the house you live in uses both of you money and uses more money your wife. Are you not ashamed, giving a luxurious house to women who do not even understand how you struggle to be who you are today, and let the woman who accompanies you in the difficult times and the weight of your life to be able to reach the current point.

Treasure, position and honor now you have got, and it is thanks to Risma who has been willing to accompany and help you until she is willing to work to be able to realize your dreams. Think about it, do not die your heart, just because of your bulshit love!

My swearing is the same as yours, Shame to have a sister who has no conscience, and only rely on her orgasm, disgusting!" Continued Permadi filled with disappointment, and Pandu could only look down deeply, digesting the sentence after sentence that was thrown from his brother's mouth.

Risma chose silence, all the sense that was represented by the anger of her sister-in-law for the husband.

"Then, what should I do?

There's no way I'm asking back the house I gave as a dowry, the dzalim's name. I should how? Say it!"

Pandu yelled out his emotions, frustrated because everything had cornered him.

"Give money for the house, for your wife! Otherwise, I will act to take the house from your affair myself!" The jewel shone a sharp look at Pandu who looked shocked and frustrated by rubbing his face rough. Pandu know, if his brother never played with his words.

"I don't have that kind of money, Mom!

Don't drive me crazy with your unreasonable demands!

All I've given to Risma and the children, is it lacking?" Pandu raised his voice. Hate, annoyance, heartache and all tastes mixed into one in his heart which caused his chest to feel tightness.