Revenge Fat Wife

Almost caught

"Well, Ma'am .. The weekend after payday, I'll go home to my father's house. Thanks for the attention and understanding, yes, Ma'am .. I also miss the father." Lea hugged Mayang who sat stiffly and held back tears. Father and Mother Lea used to work for Rianti. An honest and diligent person, but why is Lea like this? Even Leah was like Rianti's own child. Treated like Rully and Mayang.

"Greet Mr. Har yes, Lee .. sometime, Ma'am will visit him if there is time."

"Don't maksain themselves, Mbak .. I definitely understand the busyness of Mbak. I'll go back first, yeah ...." Lea moved with a happy face. While Mayang directly fix his face on the palm of his hand. Crying his fate is unfortunate.

Mayang bit his lips so as not to roar. He wants to vent. But it can't. Finally, Mayang chose to reconcile himself before the Divine. Confessing to Him, it will be able to strengthen.

After worship, Mayang immediately opened a new financial report submitted by Lea. He started researching and matching, and it was so perfect, flawless, that it made Mayang sigh.

Mayang suddenly had a plan, so that all clear and no longer through the winding road. The money will flow through one line, the bank. Mayang moved quickly to contact his friend who worked at the bank. Tomorrow he'll take care of it all himself.

The rest of the day he spent sitting behind the counter. He is very good at organizing and directing his employees. Shout and act like a boss, until he feels tired at the end of the day. I can't wait to get to the weekend, when Lea isn't around.

Among the many visitors that afternoon, there was an intense pair of eyes watching Mayang. He was so impressed that he could not hide his smile. According to him, Mayang is just trying hard, covering all his feelings of destruction. Gian laughed, imagining a husband hurting his wife.

Mayang went home, then prepared the clothes that he would throw to London. He did not wash his clothes for a few days. He checked the pockets of Ferdi's pants and shirt, hoping to find something, unfortunately nothing was left behind. Not even another scent.

He was upset, even though in the movies, the affair can be found evidence in the pockets and there is a scent of perfume left behind, but in fact, it is, here he found nothing but the smell of Ferdi's own sweat. Is it possible that Ferdi was neat enough to hide all the evidence so that his crimes left no trace? Mayang sank his tired body. Daydreaming and watching, rolling sideways while staring at the empty closet that is not far from the mattress.

He won't find anything, his account and ATM are in his hands. Salary Ferdi who directly entered the Banking notification on Mayang's phone, fully exhausted for daily living costs—padah food has been borne by Mayang restaurant. Marini has income from rice fields, coffee and coconut plantations, but Marini hands off about household affairs. All borne by Mayang.

The door opened, revealing Ferdi who was smiling happily seeing Mayang was ready to rest.

"I'm going home early, I'm going to break my fast." Ferdi just threw his luggage. Then like a little child walked up to Mayang, hugged Mayang from behind and kissed her.

Mayang swearing in the heart. "If from everywhere it's a bath first, let it smell of sweat!" He stayed away and avoided Ferdi. It was upset when he found out it was only considered a reserve that pretended to be numbered. It was very painful and disgusting.

"There!" expel Mayang who made Ferdi immediately rise and obey his wife.

"Ready, Honey. But you don't sleep first, yeah .. hehehe." Ferdi cengengesan took off his clothes and went to the bathroom, leaving Mayang who shook his head. Without knowing if Mayang felt disgusted at him.

If it used to be, Mayang will blush, now no longer. May-can say iftar after stealing to eat elsewhere, Mayang mind.

Mayang picked up Ferdi's very damp clothes. "When he works in the air conditioner room, the car also has his AC, why this shirt is always full of sweat."

Mayang's hands started getting naughty and itchy. He was so curious, though trembling and imposing courage, he opened Ferdi's bag, searching the contents of the bag. Mayang ignored her husband's cell phone, as Ferdi was very open about the contents of his phone. Mayang's hand stumbled on the object in the form of a book, stored so neatly in the inside of her husband's briefcase.

Mayang pulled it, and patterned it when he saw three account books from three different banks. Quick Mayang opened them one by one, and Mayang lost his breath made. The recorded balance on behalf of Irendra Ferdi made Mayang almost fainted.

"Where did Mas Ferdi have this much money?"

I have no power over my own mind. Although it felt like exploding, Mayang knew here he had no friends, so he chose to swallow the curiosity deeply.

The sound of water stopping resuscitated Mayang. He put the books back in and grabbed Ferdi's clothes. His breathing returned to hunting, as if almost caught while stealing.

"Where is that?" Ferdi emerged from the bathroom just as Mayang flipped his body against the door.

"You need laundry to be in London, Mas .. same thing ...." Mayang's eyes were looking for a reason to escape from here. "Ngumpulin garbage outside. I-I'm afraid of tomorrow's misfortune, because—"

"Hun if so, Mas already can't wait to—"

"Yes, Mum ...." Mayang quickly poked Ferdi's words and grabbed a trash can that was not full.

Ferdi chuckled, "don't be long, Yang."

Mayang bit his lips when he got outside the room, his hands full of clothes were cupped to his chest, he looked down, his tears fell unstoppable.

"Guild me, Lord."

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Forgive typo, yes ... have not had time to edit, your child is again fussy because of illness. Trus, this is a chapter I've typed since last night (while patting small who can't sleep) but don't escape2😄