My Possessive Rich Man

Second puber

The long dining table was complete with breakfast participants. Abhimanyu sat in the main seat as usual and Raden sat in the main seat of the other side.

Alula on the left side of her husband, Karlina on the right side of Raden, ayu on her mother's side while Arga on Alula's left side.

When there was Raden, Abhimanyu was only accompanied by Eyang and Lisya. The man knew the kids hated him.

Why was yesterday still good, but now Abhimanyu felt offended and lonely. Is it because of Karlina's faded love that she's starting to know?

They eat quietly without a sound. After eating, Abhimanyu opened the conversation. "So Alula still wants to go to college?"

Alula turned her head in reflex. "Yes Romo." Raden and the others just heard.

"Be careful in the street, in the lecture hall too, remember, there's my grandson developing in your belly." Abhimanyu.

"Yes Romo." Follow Alula obediently. At least despite polygamy, Abhimanyu is still a good in-law for Alula.

"The news about your family today has been released, don't worry about people's views on you, continue your life as usual, no one will be able to demean you just because of fake news." Abhimanyu.

Alula nodded. "Yes, Lula thank you very much." Raden rubbed his wife's hair, a sign he was grateful.

Abhimanyu lifted the tip of his cold lips and got up from his seat and left after that. The gambang steps he swings. I don't know what she'll be like living a household that's not starting to be under her auspices.

When he was happy to welcome the arrival of the first grandchild, Karlina just got colder to him, he repeatedly went to Karlina's room and tried to apologize for the response but she was constantly looking for reasons not to engage in confrontation.

For some reason, Lisya as if she was no longer attractive to him, she began to look for things that had been attached without her noticing and did not want even if she lost it.

His happiness, his pleasure, his comfort, apparently still the same that comes from Karlina. Lisya was only a medicine at a time when Karlina was no longer able to arouse her male spirit.

After he was tired of searching, Abhimanyu just wanted to enjoy every breath by chatting, heart-to-heart talk, nostalgia, and so on, recalling youth while drinking tea together.

Of course it was Shah, if not betrayed, his life story will have a happy ending if not tempted other women.

What makes Karlina silent and does not intend to end her story with a happy ending is the betrayal of an Abhimanyu himself.

Abhimanyu stood right in front of the big window of his room, staring at the terrace of the house that all his children would pass through.

For a moment Abhimanyu recalled the words of Karlina last night before going to bed. When he came and tried to chat with the woman after taking care of Alula and Emelly's problems.

"What should I do, so you can talk to me?" Abhimanyu.

"What do we want to talk about?" Karlina just turned her back to her husband sitting on the side of the bed.

"You hated me all this time, and I just realized, for years Lisya lived here and you just kept quiet, I thought your residence was a sign that you were okay. You hate me Lin."

Karlina turned her body, looking at the sad Abhimanyu. "I don't hate Mas Abi. If so, I'm out of here." His word.

"But I exist and you never want to talk to me. Even your gaze seems cold to me."

Karlina smiled bitterly. "Because that's how Mas tortured me all this time, until whenever I won't leave this house. I won't ask for a divorce before Mas Abi himself divorces me." Evidently.

"But don't expect more, because every day we will continue like this. There is no more chance for us to warm up to each other like before Mas remarries." Its effects.

"I exist only for children and my promise to our late fathers. The rest is up to Mas Abi. If Mas Abi wants to divorce me for no longer giving you your rights. I'm sincere." His ideal.

Abhimanyu closed his eyes, recalling the words of irony that last night broke from the mouth of his first wife.

Should there be a divorce after years of living together under the same roof? But if not divorced, very slim possibility Karlina forgive him.

Tin...

A moment of Abhimanyu's daydreams spread, as his eyes stared at the red sports car, in front of the terrace there Alula and Raden had boarded his car.

Raden kept giving Alula a little kiss. Treat the little lady well.

Seen once spoiled Alula and Raden spoiled the tiny woman.

If only Abi had taken care of Karlina like Raden on Alula who never demanded perfection, such as being able to cook, iron, wash clothes, and so on, surely Karlina will continue to look attractive until there is not the slightest chance for her to be attracted and tempted by other women.

Raden was right, if he had been able to hire a lot of servants, then why would he still have one wife do this and that for him? If the wife's time is just to take care of the household. When do you have time to dress up? Caring for herself? The pedantry?

Karlina would never be able to make her bed creak like Lisya if the housework had been draining.

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From his place, Raden accidentally looked at his father who was still loyal to glide at him with Alula. There was a void of heart that Raden caught from his father's sad face.

Whatever regret it is. All Raden had left to Karlina, she no longer wanted to interfere in the household affairs of her parents. Let this time Abi finish his love triangle story. Whether it was Lisya who was released or Karlina who was released.

To be sure, Raden was still his son, until whenever Abhimanyu Raden's father. There are no ex-fathers or children, even if both parents have to end up separated.

"Tonight I beg the Boss' permission. I need a minute." Bastian's voice made Raden's view switch with a frowning frown.

"Where are you? To the home of the owner of your anklet yesterday?"

"Why does the Boss already look like the Mak Mak complex? Too kepo! I told you it was my business." Bastian.

"I'm just curious. Did he make a bus not want to get married?"

"Lula was curious too." Imbuh Alula.

"Even though I don't want to share your story with you, boss, but I'll make sure you're right." Bastian.

Alula rounded her eyes. "Well, who has captured Casanova's heart on this one?"

"Don't be happy so young Madam, because we'll only have a sad ending." Cetus Bastian's.

"Why?" Alula and Raden interjected at the same time.

"We will never be worthy together. He and I are very different. She's a fine woman and I'm just a loser." Bastian.

Alula frowning. "Hey. Why is Om Bas so melancholy? Fight for love, and get married. Life is not about having fun, there is an old age that must be lived with a partner, chatting, talking about the future of children and other exciting things that should not be missed, waiting for the end will be fun if you are with your dear."

"Like me and Baby." Sela Raden.

"After all, just said that." Alula Protests.

"Still doubting me?" Pinches on both cheeks Alula found.

"There is a second puberty, but when it happens the same Om, Lula wants to be transformed into a super sexy woman." Alula speaks complete with her sex gesture.

"My good girl." Raden put a gentle kiss on the little lips of the woman.

Bastian just shook his head lightly. "Torn."