My Ex-President My Husband 3

Season 2: Retaliation One.

"Why, Pah?" alika asked with a surprised face, when their lip play was ignored unilaterally by her husband. Bilmar rose from the top of Alika's body, then rolled down beside her, laying his arms to cover her face.

"What's wrong with you, Pah?" Alika asked again, shaking back her sleeping pajamas. Tilting his body to look at Bilmar.

"Say .." Alika's voice was in the air when she saw Bilmar change his position to choose to sleep on his back.

The man's heart was broken. His soul was boiling like it was burning. His heart kept racing. Even his eyelids felt hot when they were about to be closed. His heartache, seeing the wife favored many men's nose striped. The man was afraid, Alika would be provoked.

"That? What was? Papa's sick?" Alika continued to ask, forcing Bilmar to answer.

Alika shuffled, sticking behind her husband's back. He placed his hand under Bilmar's arm and hugged the man's stomach.

Alika's breath just swept across the surface of Bilmar's nape. "Cock stop? We're not making Ammar?" alika said with a small ruckus. He still seduced Bilmar, fearing he had a mistake that he might not have realized.

Bilmar forced his eyes to shut, holding back all his heart to not get angry. Until he must know very well, how the attitude and what will the three men have to Alika.

"Mom is wrong Papa?" repeated again.

Silent. Bilmar tried to make a snoring sound. Stop, said. If Alika continues like this, Bilmar will definitely be provoked, and fights will happen again.

"It's sleep, Papa's sleepy!" bilmar said firmly. Alika only sighed softly while rubbing her husband's stomach. "Don't kiss first, Pah?" Alika reminded. Of course that one he can't refuse.

Bilmar turned his body. "Just kiss" she replied in a cold tone.

Alika smiled and nodded. "Oh, let's pray first." Alika invites Bilmar to pray before going to bed.

When finished, he began to kiss from the forehead to the last part of the lips. This is indeed the bedtime ritual that they always undergo during the wedding.

Alika pulled out the blanket and covered her husband's body up to the chest border. He entered it, then fell asleep in the same position every night, namely while hugging Bilmar's stomach.

And the man slept with a million anger and inner resentments. He wants as soon as tomorrow, his hands already want to chop the three men. Crumple up the bones and bury them in a can of sardine.

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It was not a difficult affair to obtain the origin of the three men. Just by playing his fingers, Bilmar can get it all about them in just minutes. Don't forget this guy has a lot of reliable spies scattered everywhere.

At 09:00 in the morning, according to a reply message he sent to Rahardian. They will meet at one of the cafes that has been decided by Bilmar. At first Rahardian was a little hesitant, why would Alika want to meet him at such a early time.

But because his eyes were closed with a sense of lust, he just wanted to agree. And here is the man. At the corner table leading out the window. You can enjoy the view of the car park from the cafe.

"Excuse me." the baritone's voice sounded, making Rahardian who had been staring at the screen of the device turn to the source of the sound.

At first he was surprised why an unknown man approached and greeted him. But he did not bother, Rahardian still gave a smile. "Well, can I help you?"

"Ck, the accursed man." decak Bilmar behind his charming smile. He reached out to shake hands. "With Mr Rahardian?"

"Yes, right." she answered with a face-to-face look that turned into a search.

"Who is this guy? I don't seem to know him yet." murmured Rahardian.

And there was the voice of Goddess Fortuna who seemed to whisper. The executioner came to pull out your hair, Rahardian.

"May I sit down?" billmar's voice awakens Rahardian from the reverie.

"Oh, yes. Please." Rahardian invited Bilmar to sit in front of him.

DEG.

Suddenly Rahardian's face fell. A lump of saliva he swallowed straight. Heartbeats are back, even very strong. He grimaced a little when Bilmar looked at him with a started look of arrogance.

"Can her husband come? Was that her husband's number last night?" sighed Rahardian with a face of gloating. That guy looks really clumsy. And all his rigid motions were caught in Bilmar's view. The man laughed sarcastically.

"To the point only. Tell me what you want from my wife?" Bilmar is still holding back from attacking.

He was jealous, but he wasn't that stupid. He was still able to calm down, even though his fist had wanted to hit the man's cheekbones. You have to be patient, if not. Instead he will be embarrassed in front of many people.

"I don't understand what you mean, sir." Rahardian replied with a fake smile.

"I know you're married, have four children. Two women and two men. Your wife is an activist in a social support association. Your efforts are scattered everywhere. But the one you forget, all your partners, is in my hands!" milmar replied, he slightly raised his chin.

"Do you know everything about me?" Rahardian was aghast, her face stiffened and instantly flushed. Eve was afraid to keep rushing hard. His heart was beating even more.

Bilmar smiled a grinning smile. "Say right now, before your fancy car I grind."

"Huh? Meanin?" he quickly dragged his eyeballs out the window. He stood up in shock. His two eyes bulged hysterically as this sagged down onto the floor.

He could not believe that his car was now crossed in the middle of the parking bitumen and there was a very large crushing machine there.

"I just say OK, and your car will be flat on the ground" Bilmar said.

"Please don't be crazy, sir!" snapped Rahardian. Seeing that Rahardian's guts would not shrink, Bilmar kicked the table and stood up. He pulled Rahardian's new collar with a gaze as sharp as a hungry lion.

"Nobody can touch mine! Don't you ever dare flirt or plan something bad for my wife! I know what's in your brain!"

Rahardian's breath was breathless, unable to reply. His tongue is a mute, he can only stay, if he is wrong, he is afraid he will be dredged by the hungry lion in front of him.

"Pull your shares now! I don't want you to be my wife's partner! The stocks you have are just dust grains to me!" bilmar said with sharp barking eyes.

"I waited for your nod of the head, before the shredder I operated!" Bilmar took off his hand from the collar of Rahardian's shirt, briefly patting the man's shoulder to remove the dust there.

"M-I-I'm sorry, sir. I am solemn." answered Rahardian honestly. "I will withdraw my shares as soon as possible" Rahardian continued in a stammering voice. It is wet, avoiding the taste is also free.

Bilmar threw himself again on the sofa by lifting one right leg that was placed on his left knee. He spread his hands over the top of the sofa. He wanted to beat this guy up, but he could still stand it. He just doesn't want his name in the newspaper. Because of the beating case with some people.

Bilmar turned his gaze towards the door and slightly moved his head. And came the bodyguards who came out of nowhere, then approached him.

"Ready, sir" said four of them simultaneously.

"If you dare to do something like this again, I'll make sure you crouch underground!"

Rahardian increasingly floppy and cornered

"Take this man, drive him to his car" Bilmar told them. Rahardian nodded in surprise, he struggled a little when his body was in the hands of the bodyguards.

"There are two more rats left" he said full of angry glares.

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