My Money Doesn't Mean Your Money
chapter 16
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without them realizing there are two pairs of eyes that accidentally saw their romance earlier, yaa, that person is airin best friend wulan.The initial intention is to spend the weekend with her husband and son, who are, but who would have thought he even caught the husband of his best friend was romantic in this place.
soon I took my phone to photograph and record their activities.
already done with my recording activities, I immediately sent it to my best friend's contact.
"this is your husband, isn't it? " that's the message I sent him and the photos and the footage
drrtt ddrrttt
the incoming call on my phone that turned out from the friend who called. without thinking twice immediately I shifted the green button sign answering the call from him.
"where are you, rin? " he asked over there, "iya bener it was like mas heru, was mas here also said if he asked hangout it was the same temen, but how come there was a woman ya rin! though it was mas here said that all guys have no girls like that"
"is that true if it's your husband?" ask me to make sure, afraid even wrongly accuse people, can the length of his business if you are wrongly accused, can be reported by the police on charges of defamation
"iya rin I'm sure it's mas heru, from the shirt he wears is also exactly the same as the mas hereu wear was fitting to leave"
"yes, that's it" I replied
"have you got another woman behind me rin" the question she asked me in her hoarse voice that I believe she was crying right now
"i don't know lan either, but we're investigating this the same, you're calm just don't think strangely strange first" persuaded me not to be more sad
"iyaa and you calm down, if you need help do you immediately tell me, I don't want to see my chatty best friend actually in the same duain men don't know themselves" I get angry when I remember the story a few days ago about the unfair distribution of income between my son-in-law and in-laws
"yeah rin I close first yes phone is afraid to disturb your weekend with your beloved husband" ledeknya across there
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without waiting for my approval, Wulan immediately turned off the connection.
"who's yank? "
"ohh, here, wulan who called yank" I answered honestly
"wulans? wulan is your best friend? "
"yes, which wulan again, is only that wulan that I have ever known you yank" replied I sarcas feel a little strange with his question, he said, because only my best friend's wife is the only person I know by the name of wulan to him. "you why is it so strange? I think there's another wulan name I've known to you" still feels weird about the question, but soon I tepis prejudice-possesses that are in my brain
"O oh no yank, nothing" by scratching his nape answered my question
"you're why the hell arrived strange gini" question after question I threw at him
"strange how?, have we eaten, fear not good food if cold" diverts the conversation so that airin is not more suspicious.
