My husband's a real man

My husband's a real man
Don't Be Here



My Husband's a Real Man #50


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Before his body fell to the floor, his eyes began to blur and not clear. He looked at his own blood-soaked hand, the thick and rancid liquid thing was pouring out endlessly. Although he closed his palm, the blood on his chest kept coming out and a few moments later he lost consciousness.


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His body finally fell. A shot right hit Arya's chest, Rama's heartache for certainly not getting Arya again, making the man reckless. Sadistically he launches a shot at Arya Pramudya, the man who has been the center of his obsession.


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"Find this demon! Catch dead or alive!"


Mom cried to see her husband talking to his men. They are both in shock when Arya is found shot at a nightclub. What's Arya doing there for? Isn't Nur being rehabbed? Thousands of questions were on both of them.


After the bodyguards left, mama approached the man who looked riled up.


"Ma ... Arya, how can this be? He has no enemies, Pa. Is that Papa's business rival?" She blamed her husband.


Papa let out a long sigh, then held onto his wife's shoulder which looked still in shock.


"Pray, may the operation be successful."


Mr. Brotoseno was seen thinking of something, the man then reached into his cell phone.


"Close the airport access to one name" he said on the phone.


"I'll send you the data!" keep up Mr. Broto.


CCTV footage at the scene. The figure of Rama has been identified, seen very clearly. The man is now a fugitive. And his name will be blocked anywhere. It didn't take long, because the one who asked for it had a lot of power.


"Who's the perp, Pa?" I want to know who her husband meant. Only, the husband refused to answer.


"Let's Mama know," before dragging to court, Mr. Broto chose silence first. Move in secret. And will not escape the devil who shot his son.


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Nur was sitting on a bench in the hospital garden, and she had not seen her husband for a week. Yesterday her mother-in-law swerved, she said Arya was on a business trip abroad. Nur then believes it just like that. He enjoyed his days without Arya. Enjoying own pain, restlessness, and torment.


"Miss, let's go in" the nurse asked after seeing Nur for too long in the park. The wind that blows strong, will not be good for Nur's body who is undergoing treatment.


"A little while, Sus."


"Alright, don't be long ..." The nurse smiled kindly, then went walking down the garden hallway to the other patient's room.


A few moments later.


"Thank you" Nur said flatly as someone put a blanket on her back. She thought it was the sister. The sisters who had been giving Nur a lot of drugs to drink, so Nur felt nauseous and bored.


Nur looked back at the flowers in front of him, observing some insects. A butterfly that moves from one flower to another.


"Why take a blanket from someone else? Yes, if that's your husband? How about from another guy? Did you just take it, Nur?" Aryan Protest.


Instantly, Nur Azizah's chest felt tight, her eyes began to tear. Without turning around, he rubbed his cheeks. That was so bad for her husband. Even if you go abroad, can't you call him? He thought Arya left him on purpose after what happened to him. The business reason is just making it up. So, all this time no one told me, what happened to Arya at Nur.


"Don't cry!"


Arya sat next to Nur, slowly she pulled Nur in her arms. Nur's cry broke even more, he cried, venting his longing. Usually Arya always come and accompany, but not this week. The man disappeared without any news, only the mother-in-law who occasionally came. He even guessed, maybe Arya would split up.


"Why is it so long?" tanya Nur in the middle of her crying.


Nur cried in Arya's arms, his hands would hit the man's chest. But, his eyes were staring strangely. Something was poking behind the shirt.


"What's this?" Nur immediately unbuttoned Arya's shirt


"Nur, not here!" Seriate.


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