Revenge Fat Wife
Don't Humiliate Yourself
Which makes this event festive in addition to luxury dishes, the band filler all-round, also because the building that Gian rents is much larger and elegant. This building with an art gallery does offer a comfortable and calm atmosphere. Gian certainly has prepared his event to be memorable in the memory of ex-L—eh, meaning invited guests.
Classy souvenirs will also accompany the hands of the guests when they return home. Mini Gold one gram, meal voucher worth two hundred thousand in all Mayang and Arumndalu restaurants, treatment package from Salon Rully, the, and a free health check at Gian Clinic with the leading specialist doctor Gian recruited to work together to raise his clinic. Health check prospects are very bright for Gian's business, so Gian does not need promos on radios, banners at crossroads, or flyers. A thousand invitations spread, without receiving donations, luxurious and abundant dishes, certainly makes them think twice about missing Gian's service this one.
The former, who kept his eye on Gian from the stage where the band was, apparently still had high self-confidence and great expectations. Although she will not be Gian's wife anymore, but making the legal wife is not calm her life, is more than enough to make Anggi happy.
The host called Anggi for a turn to sing the next song, making Anggi re-construct his focus on the event this afternoon. His right hand grabbed the phone, he had prepared some songs for Gian.
Anggi on this occasion deliberately wears long clothes with high cleavage classic green color tight bandaged his body. One off-shoulders, make her skinny collarbone look sexy. His shoulders were straight enough to make Gian remember back when the man's sexy lips kissed him.
"Hello, Mas Gian ..," greeted Anggi with his sweet voice. "One song I'm going to dedicate to a happy bride."
Sounds ordinary and loud. As an ex, Anggi looks sporty when he sees Gian endlessly smiling at the service of invited guests who come shaking hands. Anggia is admired, as an independent and strong single parent. Gian understands that, although he is not accused of being an evil ex, but Gian is disturbed by all the adoring gazes.
"I miss your style when I joke ...." Anggi who sings without musical accompaniment, pauses for a moment her melodious voice to attract the attention of busy and noisy guests. "Why Father? Recognize song?"
Anggi interacts with guests closest to the stage. Of course the man looked at Anggi because of their close distance. "Can you sing the song, sir?" Anggi fishing with its distinctive professional style. "Singing with me, let me not be alone."
The man was misbehaved, could not refuse further because Anggi had been led off the stage that was not how high. Anggi smoothly took the fathers near the pelaminan while continuing his singing.
Gian smiled cynically, his eyes not looking at Anggi at all. He knew that Anggi was just looking for a way to get closer to him.
"I miss your style when it's spoiled ...." Right at that moment, Anggi arrived in front of Gian, giving the man a longing look and flirtatious impression. He greeted Gian and held the man's hand for a long time.
It destroys all souls
Kurindu how you persuade
When I sulk
I miss how you love
When I grieve ....
Anggi's song has finished, but Anggi is still in the running to talk to Gian.
"Samawa, yes, Mas .. oh, yes, have you met Qila? He kept watching because Mas was busy and didn't look at him." Anggi even linked his hands to Gian's petrified arm.
"Already, Ma'am ... Gian met you earlier. And after this, we'll go to Ma'am's house to look at Qila. We would like to introduce sister Qila to her beautiful sister. Qila must be seneng twin sister," said Mayang relaxed while sticking his stomach to the side of Gian's body. Mayang deliberately spoiled on the arm that Anggi was holding.
Anggi snorted in annoyance, but he smiled sweetly. "Sorry, yes, I'm talking to his father Qila—"
"And I am his rightful wife, Ma'am ... Qila may still be Mas Gian's son, but Mbak no longer deserves that kind of sling to my husband. Looks like you'll just be looking for my same problem." Mayang said very quickly, Gian only to be stunned because every time he wanted to say, Mayang first attacked him.
"Are you confident?!" Anggi said fiercely. "After all, we were close and in love with each other. It's okay we came back close as best friends, good partners to raise Qila."
"I just don't want you to force a reunion, but my husband doesn't want to do that! Keep the dignity and dignity of the widow. Ma'am is already good with the image of a single mother who works hard without the support of her biological father. Do not spoil that one, so that the sustenance of the Mbak gig remains smooth. If Mbak behaves like this, the one with Mbak's image becomes bad, Qila's future is at stake if his mother no longer works." Mayang nagged at length. Luckily, the event was almost over so the remaining guests invited just a little.
"Sok smart of you! You know what you're about Qila?" anggi ketus.
"Well know everything, Nggi .. It's good you stop while you can. Mayang is right, I no longer want to connect with you in any form after this. I have a new family that I need to prioritize. My advice, you immediately find Qila's real father. You don't feel sorry for your child, being lied to and cheated on by false reality? You can love money and luxury, but you hurt your son with lies."
Anggi suddenly hot. His eyes alternately looked at Gian and Mayang with hurt gazes. They can both be compact and supportive of each other. Even Mayang did not look angry with the lure of a song that should make Mayang's jealousy splashed embers.
"Damn it! I have to use the last way so that these two don't have any more faces!" Anggi muttered in his heart. Her hands squeezed the dress until it clumped and tangled. Hatred filled the woman's sight. You two must fall before my eyes, Anggi's inner
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The song is gala-wala, in Kang Sound version and a set of sound system tools, this song is very distinctive with a poignant stomping tone. In a sense, this can make our brain think to the left.🤣🤣🤣
