My wife's lover

chapter 62

The shopkeeper then approached us, "What else is this?" tanyakanya.

"This,pak. I've ordered porridge first eh he just play serobot!" david answered emotions.

"I'm the first one here!" I'm saying I don't want to lose.

"Can't!" David remained tight.

"I don't want to make a fuss the same. Just take it all!" I said and then I was going to get out of there.

But suddenly the porridge seller came to us, "This is one man!" he said to David and gave him only one bag.

"I have money to pay! I'm not a beggar!" david was arrogant.

"Loh, I just want to love you over the scramble!" said the porridge seller.

"Huuhh, take this I don't need!" said David who gave the package again into the hands of the father of the seller and immediately went from in front of us. Before he came out of the shophouse, he turned his head while pointing at me, "Our business is not finished!" threatened later. He then took off his motorcycle in a loud voice.

"Huu! You freak!" the parking lot was upset.

"Patience, sir." said the shop owner.

"It looks like the mas who really hated the same mas, huh?" said the parking lot to me.

"Hmm, maybe!" sahutku. I can't possibly tell you the truth about my problem with David.

"Yes let it go, my lady. Such a man will get the stone. Lah, he's the one who's wrong is even insistent."

"Yes, I'm fine, sir. Thanks though. This is the porridge I pay," I said, handing over the money.

"Make it free. The porridge fell."

"Well you lose?"

"Oohh, no. I will not lose. But the mas don't kapok buy porridge in me, yes."

I smiled, "It's God I won't be kapok, pak!" sahutku.

"Alhamdulillah."

"Thank you, sir. Excuse me first. My wife must have been waiting for me" said my.

"Oah. May his wife be patient."

"This is God."

I'll get in the car immediately. Santi must have been waiting a long time. I drove the car a little quickly.

Not until ten minutes I have arrived at the minimarket. I got out of the car and went to see my wife at the office.

"Assalammu'alaikum" I said as I opened the door.

Turns out my wife was sleeping on the couch, "Wa'alaikumsalam,mas!" the man immediately sat down.

"Sorry,yank. Long time to wait."

"Hhmm, why long, ma'am? Far huh?"

Hhh, I took a heavy breath and sat down next to him while opening the chicken porridge package. I then recounted the incident at the chicken porridge seller's place.

"Astagfirullah, can't we, mas?"

I put my shoulders down.

"But my shoulder is okay, right?" the question was worried while examining my shoulder, "Again bluish,mas. It must be so painful!"

"Hhhmm, it just hurts a little, yank. But it's okay, kok!" I told him not to worry more.

"Hhmm, I'm sorry, ma'am. Because I asked for chicken porridge, so I got into trouble with that guy!" he said full of regret.

"It's okay, yank."

"Hhmm, even though it should be angry and vengeful like him, but even he is like that. What a weird person!" said my wife was upset.

"Not thought! Come eat the porridge! Do you want a bribe, hhmm?"

"I eat alone, my mom. My shoulder is sick!" reject it.

"Sick up a little, Hank. Just bribe. If it's a car, can't you, huh?"

"Hhmm, don't carry me, my mom!"

"Hhhmm, but I love your carrier!"

He smiled, "Later if his shoulder doesn't hurt anymore!"

I nodded, "God willing, tomorrow is no longer sick! Here's the bribe!"

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It was late at night and the minmarket was closed. My wife then called Melly's mom to the office.

"Loh, I haven't worked a month yet. It's only been ten days" he refused.

"It's okay, let's have the same payday as everyone else!" obviously wife.

"Oh, thank you very much Santi. May the goodness of Santi be repaid by Allah!"

"Aamijin! Thank you for praying, pamper!" sahut.

"We go home together, let's go. We'll get back home!" wife says.

"Hhmm, don't bother, suck. I'm just riding a gojek!" refuse Melly.

"Oh, no! Night-night danger! We'll just anther!" my wife firmly.

Before going home, first I drove Melly's mom to her house.

"Thank you, take Santi. Mr Anto!" said Melly when she got out of the car.

"Yes together, suck!" sahut.

Melly just stepped her foot, suddenly someone pulled her hand. Gripping him and cursing him.

"Oh, you are now, yes! Walk with the men till night and your son is abandoned! Women are not really you!" snapped the guy who turned out to be David.

Ms. Melly did not take her daughter to the minimarket because when she wanted to leave, Davina had just fallen asleep and she did not want to disturb her daughter's sleep.

"Mas, why is that?" ask my wife, shocked and worried.

"David!" muttered.

"David?" my wife asked confused because she didn't know the name of Melly's ex-husband.

"David, Melly's ex-husband!" my answer.

We saw David still angry and kept pulling Melly to his house.

"Mas, try to help him!" pinta.

"Hhh, it's gonna be a storm, yank! Let's see if he messes around, the gold will come down!"

"Hmm, then let's not go home yet, my lady!"

I'm nodding.

Five minutes later, David's voice was no longer heard. Maybe he was no longer angry.

"We go home, Hank. If he sees you, he'll misunderstand."

"Why misunderstand, ma'am. There will be me."

"You don't know that David likes to look for the same thing. I don't want to make a fuss, Hank!"

"Hhhmm, let's just go home, mom!" take my wife later.

I nodded then immediately drove the car away from the yard mbak Melly.

"Peace to you, Melly. Though it's been separated should no longer interfere with life mbak Melly. He has no right to be angry. I'm sorry I saw it!" my wife said emotion.

"Already,yank. You don't have to think about people's business. Don't be your mind. Besides your body that can not be tired, your mind can not be tired!"

"Hmm, yeah."

Fortunately my two children fell asleep in the car so they did not see the incident. They already knew David as the new husband of his mother.

"May Melly and her son do not do anything. Besides, there's Melly's parents in her house, too" I said.

"Yes, I hope so, um."

Not half an hour later, we arrived home. I carried my daughter and took her to my room.

"Ohhh!" my screams got stuck because my shoulder hurt a lot. I hurriedly laid Alya onto the bed.

"Why does it hurt, huh?" my mummification while massaging my shoulders slowly.

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