REPLYING TO MY HUSBAND'S MISTRESS

Chapters 212.

"You think his business will be that easy?" cynical Bima when Sarah met him at a cafe that afternoon, by bringing some of Andrew's confidants in disguise around him.

Sara clucking. "Well, what's the point of that house to you, man? It's a historic home for me, there I grew up and there I carved many memories with my late parents, please don't be selfish.".

"What?" Bima chuckled small. "So you're selfish to say? Isn't that the same as you're trying to figure yourself out, Sarah? The house not only holds memories of your two parents who were united with the land. But also me! Because it was my home! You must have understood why I couldn't get to know the floor plan of the interconnected basement in your old house?"

Sarah choked, Bima's speech as if making him not warty.

"What else does this mean, Mom?"

"Yes, all the house plans included the basement and where each hallway and door secret I knew. Even you may not know that there is also a torture room where your parents used to slaughter my parents with their cruelty," growled Bima restrained, her eyes staring fiercely at Sarah.

"Wait, I really don't understand. Try to explain it simply, do not be convoluted really I am confused." Sarah tried to negotiate.

Bima snorted loudly. In the drink first lime juice that was in the message until the toilet, then back in serious mode.

"That house, the house you're referring to as the house left to your parents' two. That ... is actually my home and to my two parents first, before your parents came face to face and made us a deceived family so easily they took over all the property and made my parents into his toys to the end of their lives. And that house your father gave you, which you used to live with your little family. It was actually the house that my late parents had built for me because I was an only child. They love me so much that they are willing to sacrifice their lives as long as I am allowed to live by your two parents. Do you know that? How ugly they both are. And after that, you must still remember the story, right? They threw me into the orphanage and enjoyed all the wealth of my parents they had taken, took over everything and took their names and you there. Is everything I say clear enough?"

Again Sarah choked, she was unable to speak anything to hear the testimony of Bima which seemed impossible to exist.

"I knew you wouldn't believe it, yeah, but that's the truth. Your parents should also make you a will so you know the truth. But all that has happened, here I do not want to interfere and only demand all that belongs to my parents and my rights are restored without exception ." Bima added.

"But ... but ...."

Sarah could not continue her words, all the realities that arrived came crashing all the flavors in her chest. Is it true that his two parents were like Bima said? Then why against Sarah they are always being kind and as an extraordinary role model especially the father who always teaches the value of life to him? Was it all a mere mask to cover up their lies?.

"Well, fine if everything still feels heavy to you. How about I make you an offer'?" say Bima again .

Sarah looked at him questioningly. "What's that?" the question is barely audible.

Bima gave a satisfied smile. " I'll give you the house you've been living in together. The house that was a gift from your parents was actually mine. But it's okay, let's just say it's a gift from me to your son's son. Hows it? You agreed? And after that please return the name of all the property including the company that currently still belongs to your father. All you have to remember is that company was built on the sweat and hard work of my own parents."

Sarah thought for a moment, actually what Bima offered was quite interesting. But still , a house filled with memories with his late parents, the house he had to let go was taken by Bima.

"That treasure does not belong to the property we have together and we agreed according to our prenuptial agreement, Sarah. Included there are houses and vehicles that we used together when we were together. I will reveal all that to you because I admit I was the one who cheated in our marriage. So ... how? Everything is clear and fair, right?" bima said again, trying to straighten things out.

Sarah felt she had no other choice but to want all this trouble to end. She is also reluctant to deal with her ex-husband. Finally, with a heavy heart, Sarah issued all important letters regarding the property and assets of her family and handed them to Bima.

Bima smiled widely. "In the end you know what is right for you to do, because if you do not use this peaceful path, it is possible that all your families will be destroyed with my own hands. You know, don't you? With my current self, the police and other legal officials will not be able to take me captive. Because I'm actually the heir to the blood of the mafia that was taken down from your grandfather."

Sarah's forehead formed a deep frown, she was increasingly clueless with what her ex-husband discussed.

"Here you go, you won't understand. All right, here's the house letter you were in yesterday, tell your cute, funny husband and son this is a gift from me. Hahaha, and for the house letter that we used to occupy as well as the vehicle letter is all there for you, right? I'm letting go of all that for you, enjoy it. Because what's here will be worth more than what I give you, hahahahah." Bima chuckled while taking all the important letters that had been handed over to Sarah, then without any more words he immediately stood up and left Sarah alone there.

"Fiuuhhh, may this be the best choice and path, O Allah. Reach your servant, and help him become stronger, O Allah. For the sake of the child," murmured Sarah softly.

On the cover of the face with the shoulders slumped down, feeling plump after all the problems were now answered and there was nothing else he was worried about. Might as well.

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Without feeling it, two months passed after all those events. Life goes on as it should be well and friendly. Sometimes they don't all feel the same way in their lives.

"Mas, my stomach is suddenly sick, huh?" jeni said while grimacing withstanding the intense pain suddenly.

Gus Musa who had just come out of the bathroom rushed at him with an anxious look on his face.

"Why, deck? Where does it hurt? Maybe you already want to go?" cecar Gus Musa is in a hurry.

"It seems so, please prepare the goods we have packed yesterday, Mas. It feels like it's going to be strong, it looks like the baby is going to be born soon" Jeni murmured in pain.

"Yes yes, you wait here for a moment. I want to get the car ready and call Umi first" said Gus Musa, then quickly Gus Musa out of the room without waiting for Jeni's answer.

With haste, on knocking the door of the room Umi Nafisah and Abah Hasan with a fast and impatient rhythm.

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"Enjoy! Abahs! Open door!" gus Musa was impatient.

There were footsteps in the room, Gus Musa stopped his beat and waited with a wasp to open the door.

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Finally, the door made of wood teak coiled was opened, the tired face of Umi Nafisah looked from there. Looks like the wife of the manager of the large boarding school can not sleep well so that his body becomes not fit. Wanting Gus Musa to ask that to Umi Nafisah, but he realized there was another right that needed more immediate attention than that.

"What's up, le? Kok gedor gedor door as people wake up sahur aja," said Umi Nafisah while fixing the location of her sloping hijab.

Gus Moses pointed towards the door of his room that was slightly open.

"Dek Jen, Umi Jen deck .." said Gus Musa stammered, the tears escaped one by one from his eyes.

The face of Umi Nafisah was instant pias, as a mother-in-law who is widely referred to as the ideal mother-in-law, pias, Umi Nafisah immediately felt anxious when she heard the words Jeni and the look on Gus Musa's face that did not describe a good condition.

"Why art? Why's your wife, le? Are you giving birth?" ask Umi Nafisah on target.

Gus Moses nodded quickly.

"Yes already , quickly you prepare the car. bring all the items that Jeni and Umi prepared yesterday. Do not forget to take care of Abbas as well as the others to be guarded. Umi wants to see Jeni first," concluded Umi Nafisah fast.

Gus Musa who has lost his word can only nod and rush down the stairs to the car while carrying a suitcase that contains equipment for mothers and babies who are deliberately prepared since far away days. So when Jeni will give birth at a time like this and arrive, they no longer need to be confused about what items to bring.

"Le," called Umi Nafisah again, stopping the movement of Gus Musa who was running on the stairs and making him look up immediately.

"Why, Um?"

"No papa, after this please ask one of the students to accompany your brother at home. We can't take him to the hospital, in this panic condition" said Umi Nafisah clearly.

Gus Musa nodded again, then immediately ran away from the place impatiently.

*It's not finished yet, this chapter will be added again tomorrow. Author wes kudu fainted this. Wes anyway later not add the contents of his chapter yes, wes Monggo in waiting.