My Belittle Husband

Dignified Wife V/S Actor

I almost cried out in annoyance when I heard the name my mother-in-law called that.

Obviously, it's obvious it's Mita, the woman in Mas Fakhri's past. I was only able to hold the anger in my heart, afraid that Mother-in-law was suspicious and even hit Mita who is currently still not clear in her tracks for what is coming back to Mas Fakhri.

"Eh, I seem to have heard that name, ma'am. Maybe when Mas Fakhri first wanted to take Auren seriously, Mom."

Mother-in-law nodded.

"So, Fakhri has told me about his past as well about this Mita, well. Do not let the woman come back here again, if you see the woman again, the mother sambel him," said the fiery mother.

I just quietly listened to my in-laws talk, Mom. This Mita has indeed returned, and I do not know what it means to return to pestilence Mas Fakhri.

Could it be because Mas Fakhri has been successful, or indeed the woman has not moved on.

Maybe for the second option it is impossible, because Mita was able to leave Mas Fakhri who clearly wanted to seriously propose to her.

"Maybe not, Mom. I'm sure Mas Fakhri isn't that kind of person," I said, comforting Mother-in-law.

"Well, hopefully, I hope so, too, I don't want to see this happy household that someone like Mita enters!"

Ting.

A notification sound from the app I installed, reads. As soon as possible, I opened the chat.

From Mita it turns out, what women want

it keeps on chat Mas Fakhri.

[Mas, the meeting did not so in your shop, Dad said we discussed his cooperation at the cafe where we used to hang out, still crowded until now, I wait ya]

The chat ended with emot blinking eyes next to, wow, what is it, basic women lack work indeed.

"Message from whom? Ren?" ask Mother.

"That, Mom. There's, uh, a message from a friend."

"Oh, yes, if so, I want to see my granddaughter first" said the mother-in-law as she walked into the room.

"Yes, Mom."

After Mom passed inside, I refocused on the phone, waiting for what reaction Mas Fakhri would show while reading the spoiled chat from Mita.

Holy hooch! Is that woman not ashamed? Can't remember when he left Mas Fakhri, and now he doesn't know his shame back.

Ting.

Again, a notification from the app I used to tap Mas Fakhri's Whatsapp read again.

[Sorry Mita, but I want it in the store, otherwise it's okay next time.]

Yup! Yuhu, dear Mas Fakhri, wait to come home later Mas, I greet with a spoiled kiss.

I chuckle.

Rasain you Mita! Awesome things not to be taken.

Ting. ting....

Not long after the reply from Mas Fakhri, my phone rang back with an incoming tone many times.

I wanted to laugh, one reply message from Mas Fakhri was answered with many messages by Mita.

[Why, anyway. Mas! Only to the cafe, right, no nothing.]

[Not to be afraid, you. Your wife at home won't know, Mom.]

[Part of women who already have children, usually ugly loh, Mas. Kumal, busy taking care of the children, better walk with me, we can remember the good times when we used to date.]

Silent. There was no reply from Mas Fakhri, I laughed even more.

Sukurins! Eat the past, sweet memories of your bald Mita, just dream there!

[Mas! Answer, dong. When I was asked anyway, your intention is not the cooperation of my father's shop, our store is already big.]

I can only shake my head, you shameless bastard! Already not responded, still bebal send so many chat.

We are dignified wives, do not equate with you who like to seduce people's husbands, such as not doing it.

I want to reply Mita chat that, women do not know themselves and can not appreciate themselves, beautiful minds, uh. Undeterred.

I clicked on her profile picture, it was beautiful, white. But , my skin is also white even though white because it uses a good hand body and care and I was no less beautiful right, yes dong name is also female, where you say ugly.

Perhaps because of the annoyance Mas Fakhri did not respond to, Mita finally stopped sending messages.

All at once, do not have to send chat again, make an eye and heartless.

I kept my phone in my negligee pocket, the national dress of the proud Mothers.

Not all men look at the empet wife who is hassles at home, sometimes can take a bath even though they have to hurry when they still have toddlers alone are grateful.

Eat too, should be while holding a child who sometimes likes to fuss.

So, not the wife does not want to dress up at home, it's just, the breakfast that the husband eats every morning is made by whom?

If since morning the wife is clean and fragrant, the face has been polished thick makeup. Who will cook and clean the house and prepare the husband's work clothes?

That's how it is, fortunately I did not meet Mira directly, if it's not over he said with a slap, ups.

A slap of words that strikes a loh, not a slap of cheek. If it could be also gpp, considering so do not know the shame of the woman of that one.

Never mind, I followed Mother-in-law into the room.

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"Ren, it's like your husband's gone home" said my mother-in-law, who was playing with her granddaughter on the porch.

I who just finished taking a shower, immediately sprayed the fragrant perfume.

Mas, wait for Adek, Mas.

"Assalamualaikum" said Mas Fakhri.

I finished getting dressed, headed straight for the front porch.

Mas Fakhri came home with a white plastic package.

"Just come home, Mom?" my many.

"Yes, Deck."

"Do you want to prepare water for a bath?"

"Yes, can. Mas want to play with Habib first," said Mas Fakhri directly kissed his son.

"Ih, Mum. Instead of washing hands just kissed Habib," my scolding on Mas Fakhri.

Mas Fakhri just scratched my cheek, then winked at me.

Holy hooch! Basic Mas Fakhri, my face reddened when capturing the look of the face of my mother-in-law who now mengawum smile.

"Yes, let Adek prepare the water for the bath first."

I went to the back to prepare Mas Fakhri bath water, while waiting for the tub to be full, I smiled to myself.

Ah, Mas Fakhri who used to come back again, the soul when it used to aggressively approach me now I feel back.

Mas, this is what kept me going all this time, even though you were stingy and calculating the same wife but your persistence to get me made me think of separating from a tenacious man like you.

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