My ex-Ipar Candidate

CHAPTER 225. Hard Choice

"You sure, Ardi?"

The conversation between the two men seems very serious. Jelita who sat by her husband's side stared flatly at Ardi who said that her marriage to the Goddess was over.

"I'm not happy, Raka."

"Your fault is wasting a good woman."

"Hem, really, Mas .. it's your fault that Ardi threw away diamonds for stone, Oon anyway," said Jelita increasingly heated the atmosphere, really he was satisfied with what happened with Ardi's life, he said, considering how Maya used to be the woman that Ardi hurt so much.

"No, not that either." Feeling bad because of Jelita's increasingly cornered Ardi, while Ardi who got the curse of Jelita just silence and resigned to accept it.

"No problem, Raka .. is stupid."

"Yes, it's good to be conscious."

In fact, they are the same, even though Raka previously rebuked Jelita to keep her speech. Now, he's the same.

Their conversation stopped for a moment when they realized the commotion out there, it was certain that the husband and wife had gone home. I don't know what they are questioning to make Radha scream quite strong.

"Let it go, they have their own world" said Raka reminded Ardi who was about to get off the couch.

"But it looks like something broke, Raka."

"No, your ears must be wrong."

Raka waited patiently for the arrival of her son and daughter-in-law, long enough and now the two had just come with a face that looked surprised, maybe not expecting if her parents were together.

"Papa?" Radha frowned, Ardi's smile had welcomed her, as well as Jelita's.

"Hm, where are you guys from?" ardi asked in a soft voice, changing his face as if nothing had happened.

"Kat Kak Gian works," replied Radha briefly, not wanting his problem known.

"Gian asked for it?" Jelita now also asked, the article that usually demands the company is Gian.

"He wants to, Ma."

Indeed, it looks like Gian and Jelita will be sworn enemies. He could not imagine what if his son was born, it could be that Gian became a stepson, he thought.

"Why not go home? Nyariin's son."

Ardi bit his lips, what did Radha mean to ask so. Really, this woman seems to be killing Ardi slowly. Just a simple question but make Ardi ketar ketir.

"Go home, but just for a minute."

He is not a child anymore, and Ardi's changes can be read even though the man did not explain directly. But want to ask he does not want to, because Ardi is not someone who is as difficult to solve the problem, thought Radha.

Their chatter closer, Ardi much questioned the condition of his daughter. And he did not talk at all about his separation from the Goddess in front of Radha.

Likewise with his meeting with Maya, because if he told me what Ardi would get was just a mockery of Jelita, and that was for sure.

"Enough rest, don't mind too much, keep my daughter's smile, Gian."

"Yes, Pa."

Without them knowing, that the actual events happened very draining Radha's emotions and heart. Gian's fatal mistake that rejects Reyhans' advice makes him trapped in the wound, lucky Radha is not as stupid as it is consumed by the current.

Long enough they were there, Gian who began to sleepy even yawn seized attention. Several times Jelita reminded her son to take a morning shower.

"Ra, Brother sleepy .. temenin sleep," whispered Gian slowly, his eyes have reddened, lately he is more easily tired.

"Old sleep?"

"But, one hour."

Where could he refuse, and they also understood how his son was. Raka assented when Gian took his wife to the room.

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The sleep that Gian meant was not that easy. Repeatedly set the place and Radha felt very disturbed by Gian's movement exactly the baby learned to turn over.

"Diem can't do it." Radha belied because of his regret, Gian's hand that was released from his body was also so, could not be silent.

"Dizziness" he suddenly complained, since it seemed fine and now complained about it.

"Wind in?" tanya Radha was worried, but her body was not hot or showing symptoms of fever.

"Somehow, it seems to ask for a hug" Gian said with a faint smile and his eyes remained closed.

"That's it?"

"Basic is insensitive, yes." Unmitigated, even kicking the roll that was beside him. You are not sane, who is wrong who is affected by his anger.

Not answering, Radha just smiled faintly. He put his phone on the nightstand, maybe Gian protested because he had been busy surfing social media.

For a moment, the atmosphere of the room became silent. It seems like her husband was completely asleep, Radha stared fixedly at the face, turning to Gian's chest that was exposed on the hot grounds until the man took off his shirt.

The more he looked the more sick, considering there were other women who touched him besides him. And his soul was uncontrollable again, Radha rubbed Gian's chest rough until it turned red and the man was aghast in shock and panic.

"Why, Ra?" His life is still trapped in the tiredness of the dream he just lived.

"Dirty!!" His speech was flat but full of emphasis, did not need to ask a lot of Gian understand what Radha thought.

"You angry? If it is angry," said Gian stared fixed black bead, although honestly Radha's slightly long nails made Gian ciut, what if it was really scratched by his wife.

"Udah no," he replied after calming down, he forgot if Gian had asked him to clean his body after the incident.

"Lying, his eyes are still angry."

"Not angry, just scared" he said briefly.

"Fear what? Brother did nothing, Ra ... even if Big Brother is aware, maybe his waist is broken right then and there, so stop thinking about anything."

Gian begged strongly, because he tried to forget that, and Juan's statement was enough to strengthen Gian's belief if they only took the opportunity to take pictures, no more.

"Related?"

"Yes, one hundred percent sure ... Brother never touched another woman besides you," he said steadily, because at this time he never messed with anyone even though Radha was as difficult as it was to give himself up at the beginning of the marriage.

"Select, before marriage how?"

"That's different, it doesn't need to be discussed .. later you hurt," said Gian pulled his wife in a hug, not wanting if Radha increasingly thought about things of sorts, he said, because for him making Radha cry is tantamount to torturing his own mind.

"Sleep, you wake up normally." Gian heaved a sigh of relief, his drowsiness was still loyal and wanted to be resolved immediately. But had not been able to fall asleep knocking the door is now heard accompanied by a loud voice from the mother.

"Gian!! Open it!!"

"Sister, how? Mama know also is, I've told you to be honest," whispered Radha with great fear, it can be ascertained the act and Gian known to Jelita.

"Udah diem, later also tired himself he .. mending we sleep," replied Gian with his leisure, he accidentally made Jelita's favorite flowers messy, messy, though he had asked Budi to shut up when cleaning it up.

"We're not being like this?"

"You want to mess with your husband?" The same question that means the threat when Radha wants to move and open the door of the room, certainly Jelita is angry.

Radha shook her head quickly, being among the difficult decisions. "No way."

"Make it obedient, don't try to get out of bed, otherwise Brother curses you."

"Sorry, Ma .. please be patient." Radha covered her ears tightly, drowning her face in Gian's chest again, it seemed safer if she obeyed the husband's orders.

Tbc 🌼