My wife, Village Girl.

My wife, Village Girl.
The Story of Laura 2



The sun was about to set but Feli was still sitting in the backyard. He felt very lonely, even though there were so many Art as well.


"Huhhhhhh, Mas Denis why not go home too" said Feli with annoyance.


Then Feli woke up and stomped his legs because he was upset.


"Madam" said Brother politely.


"Hmmm" replied Feli lazily.


Feli just left without talking anything more, Mbak and Bi Surti just chuckled at the look on his Madam's face that was upset.


They prepared dinner for the family.


Until the end of the dinner hour is ready but Feli has not yet come out of his room.


"Where's Feli?" ask Denis who just walked into the dining room.


"Still in his room, sir. Mbak is calling her" replied Bik Surti kindly.


Denis walked straight to the room. There it looks like Mama is knocking on her door.


"Let me, Ma'am" Denis said


"Oh yes sir, then excuse me" Ma'am politely replied.


Denis opened the door to the room, he went in and saw the dark room.


"Dear" call Denis.


"Where is he? Tumben's been dark like this" Denis murmured.


Denis just turned on the lamp and saw Feli who was asleep in bed.


"Loh tumben-tumbenan is asleep" murmured Denis by approaching Feli.


"Honey, dinner first" Denis said softly.


Feli wriggled and opened his eyelids slowly.


Denis immediately smiled and gently rubbed Feli's cheek.


"Eat dinner first" Denis said back.


"Don't want to, it's full" Feli replied shutting his eyes again.


"Your aunt said you haven't eaten yet, baby" Denis said, peeping chabby Feli's cheek.


"Come, eat her I'm full" Feli replied without opening her eyes.


"His kayak sulked" Denis' inner chuckled.


Denis just walked towards the bathroom, he was already eager to refresh his body.


While Feli, he was increasingly snatched because Denis was not sensitive at all. Feli decided to go back to sleep even though his stomach was a little hungry.


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Right now Raka, Fatwa and Akbar were already in the room where Laura was there.


"I don't have any more rights with you, Laura. Fatwa who still has rights with you" Akbar replied flatly.


"Son, you're going to release me" Laura said, pleading.


"After Mom almost killed Brother twice?" ask Fatwa coldly.


"Not Mom, son" Laura replied evasively.


The Fatwa clenched her hands tightly, Her mother was outrageous.


"Mom, do you know how Brother Feli fought for me? Do you know how long Kak Feli wasted her energy, time and sweat to give me food and expenses?" ask Fatwa with emotion.


Laura just kept quiet and bowed her head, she felt very slapped with her Son's speech.


"Mom can't answer, can you? Because you will never know it all" said Fatwa by turning her face away.


"This is an opportunity for Mom, so that Mom can improve herself and better. I want Mom to turn into a good person" Fatwa said.


"Mr Raka, I allow you to excommunicate Mother and I beg you to teach her to be better" the Fatwa decisively broke up.


Mr. Akbar patted the Son gently on the shoulder. Then they chose to go from there.


"Fatwaa let Mom go, son" cried Laura hysterically.


But Denis' men just injected something into him and Laura just immediately unconscious.


"Boy, do your duty back" said Raka flat.


"Well, sir" replied Boy.


Then Raka went out and approached Fatwa and his Father.


"Is Brother Feli healthy again?" ask Fatwa when she's on the road.


"Already Master, he looks very better" replied Raka who had turned her head and refocused on the road ahead.


"Thank God, just take us to the hotel and tomorrow morning will be there" said Fatwa.


"Okay sir" replied Raka.


Pak Akbar and Raka were silent. They both dissolved in their minds and stared out the window.


"*I pray that Mother can be better in that place so that we can be together and replace wasted time during this time" said the Fatwa sadly.


"Laura, please change even better. That we may be able to look after our Sons, Daughters and Grandchildren. Even though you are no longer my wife but I still love you" said Mr. Akbar*.


Until their daydreams split when they reached the hotel. After saying thank you Fatwa and Mr. Akbar just went down.


While Raka, he immediately drove his car at medium speed only.


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