Revenge Fat Wife
Mama Mai is Jealous
Gian thought with Anggi gone, the business was done. Gian's breath sounded very loud, it seemed that the man was relieved to see Anggi return to his position. Hope Anggi understand his position now, think mature and start living his life better.
"Aren't you willing to let her stay away?"
Gian was like a stone in his chest. Was that just now? Slowly the man turned his head, his gaze immediately whistled with Mayang's seemingly jealous face. Didn't he just throw Anggi out? Defending husband and looking eager to maintain his position. Why is it still judes?
"Iklas born inward, dear." Hoping for a smile and a touch of his hand to make Mayang return to normal mode, Gian tried not to make her beautiful bumil mood was thought. Maybe his interaction with Anggi made Mayang burn jealous.
"That's so worried!" Mayang squinted his eyes. He was upset that Gian did not try to stop the shaman from Anggi and looked at his ex until he sat back on the stage where the band was. If only in a more personal situation, Mayang did not hesitate to pour water on the face of Anggi. Let's just be considered more, but they had an intense touch, maybe the feeling of Gian bounced back after being reminded of Anggi's touch just now. It all starts with a little spark that turns into a habit, ends with a tuman.
"It's not that." Gian rubbed the nape to the back of the ear. It's a little hard to explain what he thinks about Anggi. "I just don't think, how could Anggi lie to Qila for almost four years. Obviously Anggi got pregnant after me and her split the bed. About four months we have no communication at all, and we met at the verdict hearing he said she was two months pregnant. About this, Yang ... Does my baby seedling have legs and go into her womb? Or can pregnancy be transferred?"
Mayang narrowed in disbelief, but Gian also once said about Qila, just did not mention this detail. "You sure you're not a gatel because four months isn't a cleaver? Once you mabok, khilaf trus while brushing her, that is?"
Gian's breath was rough. This is a guarantee, they should talk about fun things, not argue about the khilaf ngaco like this. "You've been me raving before, haven't you? Remember me takin' you? Imagine me if I get angry so, where there is room for inget gatel or ration, Mai .. You know that I was angry it was venting into the rampage, not making love. Especially until the woman who insulted me like a worthless item. Ogah tauk! Sick of my pride as a husband and a man, Mai. I've had a lot of casualties with him, but what's the payoff. Impatient and humiliating me with hurtful words."
"Well, don't look at him until it doesn't blink." Thought Mayang, it was natural that he was jealous, but protracted was also unnecessary. Gian has also explained, so Mayang feels better to just finish. Maybe true, Gian is innocent.
"I just hope Anggi quickly wake up and improve, pity Qila. All this time I just do not have the same heart Qila, so I often visit him, but pas Anggi not at home. I happened to pay the maid to be my spy. Don't let me meet Anggi so I'm taken back." Gian thinned his lips, kissed Mayang's hand repeatedly. Gian was determined to divide what Mayang already knew, so that there were no protracted problems.
"Udah anyway, Mas .. shame to see people. Your ex is on fire because you don't know your shame. We'd better keep the attitude, let him not be more so." Mayang pulled his hand, looking already soft and spoiled back.
Some guests return after a short pause, the event will last until four in the afternoon, and these crucial hours are rather crowded.
Kinasih who sat in the back corner of Anggi finally chose to shake hands with Gian and retreat. The incident that happened last week a little bit affected the course of the event. Kinasih was embarrassed and felt sorry for Qila who had since become the object of the gaze of the guests who saw the disgusting actions of Anggi, even Hadyan and Sigit to come forward to make Anggi give up.
"Not polite, Nggi. Udahlah, you focus on work, do not teach any Mother, like this Mother is a child." Asih held Qila, but his hand was held by Anggi until Asih was shocked not to play.
"Hurry home!" anggi's orders intersected his clashing teeth. "I told you to go home, go home! Don't argue or I'll leave him alone at home. Without me, I wouldn't be able to do anything to survive!"
Staring at his son annoyed. Indeed, since there was Qila, Asih no longer works, so he only relies on Anggi who after Qila was born to pursue the profession as a wedding singer. Sufficient indeed, although Asih wondered how much the salary of village singers like Anggi.
Asih threw his hand which Anggi blocked, "Come on Qila, we go home!" said Asih annoyed.
"But, Grandma .. said Father Qila wanted to introduce her to new mother Qila." The little girl squealed from her grandmother, her black eyes turning to Anggi who grew furious with Qila's words.
"Mom why don't I salim Dad? Mama doesn't love Qila!" Qila may not be Gian's biological child, but about the strong stance on desire, Qila and Gian alike.
"Qila!" yell Asih and Anggi together. But Qila ran through the guests who crowded this room, making Asih a difficult pursuit. Qila's eyes were fixed on only one point, his father.
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