MY WIFE MAFIA

CHAPTER 70

Fatimah was getting worse and worse, I just kept silent without words. The evidence is no more, if not just silent.

"Tell me who your new infidelity is,

want me to mock the woman" said Fatimah hate. I took off my work clothes, and I hung them on the wall. Fatimah continued to follow while grumbling spicy, like spicy noodles.

"Don't just shut up! tell me who that cheap woman is" angry with Fatimah, then violently pull my hair back.

"It hurts tau dik" I said as I tried to release the grip of his hand.

PLAQUE PLAQUE...

I was beaten repeatedly mercilessly, in the face, in the head, in the body, and I just kept getting punched. I saw her eyes blushing and tears coming out.

"Where are you, where!!" he shouted loudly, while starting to sound his sobs.

"Don't be loud in her voice, Aini will wake up" I said to calm her down slowly, because she was holding my daughter's Aini. His hands were looking around for hape in his pants pocket, after getting what he was looking for, he started seeing all the messages and phone calls.

"This is what huh!! whose beby name contact is it? keep the message friendly like gini max what?? where's this pellacur again??" he shouted furiously while continuing to beat me and pinch me repeatedly. I just kept quiet while enjoying my favorite filter cigarette, seeing that I was just silent, he grew furious. Although the body was painful by the punch and pinch I was just silent, there was no way I could also reply. Moreover, he carried Aini as small as a puff.

"From relaxed you know, you don't get angry that way, ntar fast old you know" I said trying to invite him to have a good conversation.

Plaque...

A loud slap landed on my handsome face, until the cigarette I smoked fell on my lap, until I became too hot.

"Aow, aow, oh hot" I immediately picked up my fallen cigarette butts, saw that Fatimah was laughing, then cried again and got angry again. Dizziness I saw her act that made her upset.

"Lho runs out crying and laughing continues to cry again, kok ya just like Aini" he said, trying to make the atmosphere so as not to heat up.

"Dad, I hate you, you always cheat, don't think of your wife's children" she said, pinching me, which made me sick.

"Bik, if you are angry, put Aini in bed first so that his sleep is not disturbed" I said withstanding Fatimah's tantrums, then I took Aini from Fatimah's sling. And it exploded on the baby's bed with a keroppi image.

"Where's ghibran dik?" I asked Fatimah, but not answering my question, she just looked at me sharply and sobbed.

"Okey, okay I admit wrong, I'm afraid" I said trying to apologize and make up, so as not to be heard by the neighbors if we were in a row.

"Khilaf, every day, iiiihhh!!" his answer grew louder and tried to hit me again, I dodged his punch and twitched his side. And as fast as lightning, I clenched his body tightly.

"If you want to fight with me, well I'll serve. But in the room" I said softly in his ear, then I licked it. Makes Fatimah squirm amused.

"Neither, same way. Get your hands off!!" he continued while trying to let go of my arms, but in vain, my arms were very strong. Let alone a weak woman, a strong madman, I can hold no wit.

Learn from the experience that used to be, if the wife lag angry big like gini just take it to the room. In the room I slammed into the bed, but slammed slowly.

"Already, you just shut up and enjoy it. There is no point you get angry" I said while trying to****** his lips, because the lips of the angry person are very warm and soft. If you don't believe it, try it.

"Bas crazy, you crazy son of a bitch" Fatimah continued to rebel, and tried to kick her with her feet towards me. Precisely this benefited me, I swiftly caught his foot until the skirt he wore sagged to the tip of his thigh.

"Mas, let go? I shouted you know" he threatened sharply, I did not heed his words.

"If you want to shout, yell at me" I tried to open **********. Fatimah tried to pull my hand away, but my hand was stronger, so it didn't work. We pulled each other to Daleman's.

"Uuh, what the hell, last ah" he said while continuing to pull Daleman ya up, while I keep pulling keukeuh pull down.

"Eat him not much to say, just say if you envy want to play with me" I replied with a grin.

"I don't want to, just don't want to. Lepasin no" he said fiercely, his eyes bulging. I didn't rub it, I kept showering it with hot peppers that made Fatimah waver. Fatimah is now just resigned, rebel was free he lost energy.

"Well, gini is better" I smiled.

Fatimah only snorted in annoyance, there were still tears in her eyes. I know he's trying to maintain the integrity of the family, from the third person.

"Where is my baby brother?" I asked Fatimah, she just fell silent to accept my hot fondling.

"I threw it away" he replied still angry. Now Fatimah was no longer angry, she was just silent from earlier, not knowing what she was thinking.

"All right, let me go first. Later do not love your baby" said Fatimah, continue to remove my hand from his body that is crawling behind his Daster. For the sake of getting my hole hidden by Fatimah, I let go of my embrace and let it go out.

"Nih" Fatimah threw a hape at me, swiftly catching it. Good thing not to fall, if it falls can be berabe. Lali I open my phone, and there's a message coming in.

- Your dog, who are you? prasetyo's wife? have that mouth on guard, don't just bacot you. Hogg!-

A message from Viska, I wonder why Viska can be so angry.

"Sik, what message did you send to this number" I asked Fatimah who was standing next to me, along with reading the incoming message from Viska.

"Lha read it herself anyway, in the news sent" replied Fatimah cuek.

I looked in the sent news, then I just kept silent for a moment reading the message Fatimah sent to Viska.

- cheap women, don't disturb my family. Basic lontee, annjing. No longer do it, until it snatches people's husbands. Or already itchy memekkmu, if scratchy scratch using a coconut grater -

My head frowned as I read the message Fatimah had sent to Viska. Then I pushed down again, and a message was sent to Viska again. Then I read it.

you're Viska, right? basic female******, have no shame. Already know prasetyo have a wife child, still you disturb. In teaching you the same manners of your parents, no? Bangsatt you, I'll crash you-you

The more dizzy I thought about it, Fatimah's words were very rude and had no morals. It can be emotional but the brain has to be cold.

Now the war has begun between my wife Siti Fatimah and my lover Viska.