My Girlfriend's Account Balance

Ration

His eyes looked around, usually at times like this Raka would appear to help him.

"Thank God," that was all she had in mind not wanting her husband to be jealous. It used to be okay because it was still the status of a friend. But now she is Raka's wife.

Fujiko took a deep breath and then exhaled. He was being lured to a fight. A really strange principle, when the husband cheats then the one who fights and is beaten is his infidelity. The third person will not enter if no one opens the door.

"You're her ex-boyfriend, she talks about you being prettier than me. I spent a lot of money to look beautiful to rival you, but after meeting you said you were getting married? I can't take it! You itchy woman! Materialistic!" the woman was about to attack Fujiko.

"Enough! You can't even give me a child! Coupled with your changing lifestyle all want to be all luxurious!" snapped Theo.

"You don't defend him! She's just a materialistic itchy woman!" snarled the wife.

"Then what are you? I only made you his successor, because you're the same simple woman as him. No neko-neko at all. But after that what? You're asking me to buy your parents a car, fix your house, buy jewelry, clothes, expenses to the salon. At first I thought I could love you sooner or later, make you change. Butwhat? Half of my salary you send to the village, so your parents can be stylish. Therefore, if we do not want to be combined, we are divorced" said Theo.

The woman shed her tears, immediately sat down. He was once only a village man whom Theo married. It was too much to use her husband, but she also did not want to be combined.

"It's over?" ask Fujiko.

"Fujiko, I love you. So---" Theo's words are interrupted.

"We were in a relationship for two years. As long as it's also frankly I'm not comfortable. Keeping ethics in front of you, must behave sweetly, trying to manage your finances that were really chaotic at that time. I'm not comfortable, you know why I married people with low pay and many of my former rich?" fujiko asked, quickly Theo shook his head.

"I've only known him for a year, but he memorized the smell of my fart, there was no strange feeling when I saw him eating with my hands while sitting on the floor, even she lifted my underwear without disgust as the rain was about to fall. It was because I was comfortable, we were friends for a year and then we got married. No matter the super miserly nature, don't give me a lot of money because it's a small amount of money."

"You know? She sewed her own button t-shirt every night if it was torn, she also only bought discount items on Ind*maret, she did not even hesitate to eat food that was almost expired due to her small salary. But he kept trying to spoil me, buy me some restaurant food that he must have tasted."

"He was the best husband for me, no matter if poor like beggars. At least he loves me and tries to make me comfortable." Fujiko's mouth speaks.

"So you stopped being materialistic because of your husband?" theo's question was answered with a nod of the head by Fujiko.

"I married her because I felt comfortable with her." - Fujiko.

Theo tried to convince her again."The income will not be enough for you. The cost of skincare alone would definitely not be enough."

"Leave it! He no longer wants to! You perakor! At least you know yourself! Sana's back with your homeless husband!" said the woman spit in Fujiko's direction.

It was so emotional not seeing his place at the moment. Totally disgusted at the woman in front of him.

"Stop!" Theo said to his wife.

"What's this?" moran asked, a man of foreign nationality, followed by a young man.

"Sorry sir, for waiting for me to meet an old acquaintance. This must be Mr. Raka, introduce me to Theo." Theo said, trying to be polite.

While hearing the name Raka mentioned Fujiko rounded her eyes. Slightly glancing back, it was really her husband, someone who had rendered her helpless all night. Quickly grabbing the menu list covered his face.

"I'm sorry, excuse me, I'm a figure who just passed by." said Fujiko, walking quickly, until suddenly the back of the collar of his clothes was pulled.

"What's right here, Fujiko?" raka said full of emphasis.

"What else did he say?" ask Raka.

"She's just a seductress! You perakor! Sorry for making a mess! I don't know what pellets she used until my husband went crazy about her." The emotionally charged woman approached to attack Fujiko.

Plaque!

One punch landed on the woman's cheek. The young man who has now released Fujiko seems to have no intention of escaping again. Grabbing a napkin on the table then wiping his own hands, chuckling but an odd-sounding laugh.

Fujiko gulped her saliva, staring at her husband from top to bottom. Unlike how it looks when at home, now wearing a valuable suit is not cheap, different hairstyles look more mature, and, unlike at home it looks really sweet with slightly disheveled hair, watches are certainly not cheap either. The face that usually smiled grimly now looked cold.

"I just saw it from afar, you spit on this cheap lady?" ask Raka.

"He was the first." Theo's wife's words came to a halt, a sharp tenderloin steak knife was now on his neck.

"His body is wet for sure because of you. My wife was never humiliated like this." Raka said beginning to rise, staring at the woman who was still down with a trembling body.

Brak!

One kick floated toward Theo's chest, knocking the young man down."Just an ex, right? Need me to scratch your face so my wife doesn't have an interest in you?" tanyakanya.

While Moran kneaded his own temple, the declining nature of Patra. This has happened before too."Why just shut up? Stop husband!" the order was on Fujiko.

"He's Raka? I'm not the wrong person, am I?" ask Fujiko.

"You guys are here together, there's even a mark on his neck. Didn't you make it?" furious Moran, looked at Fujiko who was still in doubt.

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Theo was trembling at this moment. In her opinion Fujiko's husband is just a cleaning service. But who would have thought, her ex-husband was the business partner of her boss.

"Fujiko why are you lying to me!?" theo cried, inching backwards as Raka dragged an iron chair.

"I'm not lying to you. I just found out too! I rejected you too!" fujiko snapped no less panicked.

Raka looked really upset at this moment. Until he gets closer."Home huh? I'm following your wishes. Don't make a fuss again..."

"Everything?" asked Raka to put her chair back down.

Fujiko nodded, wanting to cry. It turns out that Raka really is the son of the conglomerate that she slapped during Fumiko's engagement party.

But why would you want to cry? Of course because of the strange desire of Raka, to plan tonight.

"Woman teaser!" the screams of Theo's wife began to rise.

Bugs!

Raka slammed his body."Listen normally I never slam women. But this is an exception, no one can demean the wife of a Raka. This is the last warning, once again you do. I'll call the hit man."