My husband my cousin

I want a divorce

Freya's move now hastily wants to immediately catch up with her cold husband who is already standing near the car door because today they must immediately keep his promise to Lydia to go visit

his residence.

“Freya hurry up, how much longer are you getting ready ?” Shouted Daren with annoyance.

“Iya brother, I briefly lock the door of his house first.” Rushing Freya immediately locked the door of her house before she caught up with her husband who was already huffed waiting for her.

Daren soon enters his car after seeing Freya lock the door of their house and immediately starts the engine of the four-wheeled vehicle, meanwhile, Freya immediately approached the car and sat herself in the front seat next to Daren who was ready with his seatbelt.

“Quick wear your seat belt. We have to hurry because we're not going to stay at mom's house. Tomorrow I have an important meeting.”

“Iya, yes chatty once.” Freya just piqued her lips in annoyance with Daren.

Now their cars are speeding through the streets they pass with conditions that are quite crowded because this is a weekend where people will be busy preparing to find a place to rest their minds.

In the car itself, none of the two wanted to start their conversation quiet throughout the journey and without realizing they had reached the Lydia residence right stopped in the yard.

Now the two pairs of legs have set her in the yard of Lydia's house and the two pairs of legs began to move and walk down the yard of the house to the house Lydia is always neat complete with furniture the luxury that resides in it is always neat in its place.

“Freya, dear !!” Lydia ran over and ran over immediately hugging Freya kissing both of her cheeks. “Come on in, we drink first surely you are thirsty.”

Lydia immediately gave Freya a glass of fresh juice and continued to pay attention to it until the juice was downed in the drink.

While Daren has already clicked his tongue feeling annoyed, how is it not really that his son here who is Freya or who is himself why it feels like Daren is treated like a stepson, he said, even Lydia was clearly ignoring Daren who was standing behind Freya.

“Whose mom's son is ?” asked seriously “What mommy does not ask me if I am thirsty too, after all who drives here is me.” Protest like a child.

“If thirsty yes drink, you already know where the location of drinking water where. So spoiled the kid.”

“As far as I want to go to the room just fall asleep. Because my sleep schedule this weekend is disrupted.” Now Daren has climbed the stairs and is far from the front of Lydia and Freya.

“Hishh the boy is indeed no polite like his mama.” Lydia continued to grumble Daren out of her sense of regret.

Daren was already in front of the room that used to be his private room and pushed the door of the room to open it, his eyes have now focused on the big bed that he had missed so much when he was in the house, his body was ready to lay himself in his favorite bed first.

While Lydia and Freya are in the kitchen preparing for lunch that they will eat later, they seem to be engrossed in chatting things that are not useful is like that woman if it is united always the story widens by itself from telling things A to ending in Z.

Not felt now the cuisine they have cooked is almost finished because it is seasoned with chatter that has spread everywhere so that the cook feels fun and feels easy to live.

“Finally son, the cooking is done.”

“Iya aunty, then let Freya alone take care and prepare everything aunty rest. Later when it's finished Freya will call aunty.”

“Yeah you are indeed the dream daughter-in-law yes, then aunt to the top just saw the troublemaker. What's the kid doing, if he's quiet it's sometimes aunty suspects.”

Freya only chuckles at the reason that Lydia gave, Freya knows that although Lydia often scolded Daren but actually it was a great affection for Daren.

“Good bi.”

Lydia rushed up the stairs and immediately approached Daren's room to see what her son was doing that always made his head pulsate nonstop. Look at Daren's bedroom door

the slightly open one shows a pair of shoes that are each fitted completely on the

the foot is now on the bed.

Seeing Daren's behavior makes Lydia's emotions rise, why his son is so lazy, even just to take off his shoes. Immediately Lydia twisted Daren's ear and made her ear reddish to withstand the pain, making him grimace and suppress his pressure.

“Aww mamih what the hell is it?” you're angry, you Daren.

“You are lazy to open your shoes, if you sleep off your shoes first. Basic slob.”

What Daren hates most is hearing the sound of his mother who always deafen his ears, it feels Daren's ears are immune to the sound of his mother who somehow always shouted in front of Daren.

“Daren tired mih, this is all in the issue.”

“Basic brat, fortunately you have a wife like Freya who can withstand your attitude that is not good.”

“Again who made this marriage happen. And also Daren has consulted with our family lawyer if Daren is going to get divorced.”

“What ?” lydia shouted in disbelief.

“I want a divorce with Freya mih. After all, there is no way that man will continue to watch over Daren right ?”

“What's wrong with you Daren, why are you doing this.”

“What's the matter, of course because I don't love Freya.”

Freya's steps are now stopped in Daren's room, her chest now feels tight to hear the word divorce spoken from Daren's mouth, the heart's intention was to tell Lydia and Daren that all the cooked food was ready and served on the dinner table and invite her in-laws and husband to eat together, but we feel like his body is slipping when Daren's words to file for divorce are clearly heard in Freya's ears.

“Freya !” said Daren.

It felt like Freya was crying but she tried to hold it so that her tears did not escape

from the shelter that Freya had built so firmly that only leaving

reddish from the eyes of Freya.

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