My Belittle Husband

THE FIGURE OF MITA

I was just finishing breakfast when the phone rang, I saw who had called in the morning.

Turns out Jono, tumben once.

Out of curiosity, I picked up the phone from Jono.

"Mbak, suck, Ma'am. That loh, the woman whose name is Mita to the store again, Ma'am early in the morning, even we just opened the store.

I exhaled an upset breath.

Mita again, Mita again. Mita Again.

Over time I can get tired of hearing the name of the woman, if it has not been faced it seems like it will not be covered by her.

"Really, Jon. Is he still there? Let Mbak follow Mas Fakhri to the store," I told Jono.

"OK, Mommy. Ready, I'll be watching Mas Fakhri while here, waiting for Ma'am to come."

Then the phone closed.

Last night, my mother stayed over because she had not visited her granddaughter for a long time, but there was Mom, I could leave Habib to Mom for a while before coming to Mita.

"Mom?"

"Yes, Nduk. Why to?" ask Mom who is playing with her granddaughter.

"I want to nyusulin Mas Fakhri to the store first, there are things that are left behind, want Auren deliver first yes, Mom."

"Oh, ngono. Yeah, drop me off fast, who knows what's important."

I nodded, then darted off quickly, changed clothes neatly, then dressed up a little to make Mita a little intimidated by my Auren Hermansyah-like beauty, eh.

Once ready, I immediately pumped gas into the store, riding the matic motorbike I used to wear when Habib was not born.

I put Habib on the Mbahnya, sorry yes, Mom, I was struggling to eradicate the household flea named Mita.

A few minutes later, Mas Fakhri's shop was sighted. From the distance that was now starting to approach the store, I could see the woman in a short sleeveless dress, standing beside Mas Fakhri while writhing her hands on my husband's arms.

Whoa! Ask to get beaten up by that actor.

With the motor gas race that I started to reduce, I pressed the motor horn tightly and repeatedly when the motor reached near Mita and Mas Fakhri.

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Mita had just gotten off the grab when she saw Fakhri who had finished opening the shop.

The slim, white-faced woman from the powder she was wearing was smiling happily.

Fakhri had just finished opening a store and all sorts of equipment in the store were no longer in place because of the actions of the buyers yesterday, but Fakhri was not upset because thanks to the customers he could provide for Auren and his son.

"Mas!"

Mita called Fakhri who was opening her shop, Fakhri who was visited by Mita this early can only breathe heavily.

"What are you doing here?" fakhri asked with a flat face.

Mita smiled sweetly and then suddenly sank spoiled in Fakhri's arm suddenly, making Fakhri unable to dodge because she was also surprised by Mita's sudden movements.

The sound of the motor horn repeatedly made Fakhri turn his head, his face pale. Then quickly snapped rough Mita's hand that was wriggling spoiled on her arm.

"God! Who the hell, lack of work, until the sound of the horn repeatedly."

I could only smile cynically at Mita's words.

"Sory, Aunt, the bike club was damaged, so I pressed on, no need to rent, the others just no one protested!"

Mita looks upset.

Oh, bodo is very.

I approached Mas Fakhri with a graceful walk with a sweet smile, I accidentally bumped a little of our shoulders.

"Ups! Not intentionally, Tan. Move aside, dong. Want to deket Mas Fakhri nih," I said spoiledly.

Mas Fakhri who saw my behavior smelled a smile. Ck, just watch out for you, Mom. Take hold of Mita.

"God! Who the hell are you, not polite, yeah. Call all auntie, I'm as old as that!"

I just put my shoulders down, then after I got near Mas Fakhri, I peeked his cheeks friendly, then a glimpse of my foreskin from the tail of my eyes that widened his eyes.

"What! Girls where the hell, this. Heh! Just have a kiss, don't know yet if the man you kissed already has a wife, you're nervous!"

Mita was just about to push me when Mas Fakhri's voice broke our quarrel.

Mas Fakhri then led me into the store, it certainly made Mita more burned with jealous fire.

"Mas! Why do you even bring the girl is not clear it into the store, be careful. It could be a thief who's trying to steal your stuff at the store!"

Holy hooch! I want to laugh, let alone steal the store, steal the heart of Mas Fakhri only I can and can afford.

Mita followed Mas Fakhri and I into the store, my goodness. This one pest is really hard to eradicate, yes.

Over time I became a gregetan near Mita.

"Sir, how to get to the store, tumben? Is there anything missing?" tanya Mas Fakhri ignored Mita.

Obviously it made Mita's face even more sullen, and I cheered in my heart.

"It's okay, Mom. Adek just scrapped aja afraid in the store a lot of pests that are difficult to eradicate," said Mita quipped.

Mas Fakhri was seen frowning, probably confused because I was talking about pests in the shop.

"Mas Fakhri, let's go, later in the afternoon I wait, Dad also said he wanted to discuss cooperation with Mas tau store," said Mita with a tone of voice made-up spoiled

Disgustedly.

I really want to******** this discharged female in front of me.

Not out of thought, beautiful appearance, fashion style can-can be seduced husband people.

What are the virgin stocks on earth?

"It can't be Mita. You don't see my wife coming here, you better go home!" expel Mas Fakhri.

I laughed satisfied. Sukurins.

"What!? This girl is your wife, Mum!"

Mita watched me from top to bottom.

"You're not wrong, Mom. This old woman is your wife!"

I glared at Mita's words, you crazy chick! Your dress is like a grandma's draping, red lips like a chili mill, face full of the same powder putty just proud.

"Sory, yes Aunt. Not to go back, the old Aunt, red lips like a chili mill proud, still will lose just like me who only use negligence every day at home," said I heated up Mita.

Mas Fakhri looked at his forehead slowly, then pulled my hand to get closer to Mas Fakhri.

"Mita, stop. Don't let me get emotional now, you better go home!"

I was afraid when Mas Fakhri's loud voice sounded blaring, since marriage even though the stingy asked for forgiveness, Mas Fakhri never spoke loudly like this time.

Perhaps out of fear as well, Mita finally relented to going home.

"OK, Mum. Okay, I'm home, but I'm not gonna give up. I'm sure I'm better than your wife, Mom."

Then after saying that, Mita left the store.

Calem.

I tried to catch my breath to relieve the emotions that I had been holding back, fortunately I could not slap Mita's sassy mouth, otherwise she was finished here earlier.

"Dek, let's just go in" Mas Fakhri asked me.

I put on a sullen face, then followed Mas Fakhri into the shop.

In the store there is a special room for Mas Fakhri's rest, Mas Fakhri invited me to enter there.

Still with a sullen face, hais, Mas Fakhri! Adek was angry because Mas was silent held by Mita.

I want to say that sentence, it's just prestige because I later thought I was jealous.

Duh. Why is it so complicated?

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