Revenge Fat Wife

Who Is Over Confident?

"You're too confident and arrogant." The princess could not tell how long Djarot had only considered her someone else. He couldn't be a little closer, or a speck more intimate with the man. In front of everyone, Djarot put up a very high wall, cold as an iceberg, and as hard as a rock. Who is allowed to know what the heart of the man is?

The princess looked at Rully full of arrogance. In front of him, this marriage was just a marriage. Love is just bullshit that people who don't know themselves say.

Rully accepted the gaze was pleased. He knew his enemy had not given up.

"You don't know Mas Lingga as well as I know him. You could be just a woman who is too tired to be said to be a spinster, so bleat any man that is in front of you. Mas Lingga may be just a victim," said the Princess viciously.

"You're proud of how long you've known my husband, and think I've been grabbing you, right?" Rully moved her body.

"To be more precise, you snatched him away from me!"

Rully laughed disdainfully. "You know him only as far as his mother insists, don't you? As far as his mother says, without you being able to know your Mas Lingga personally."

Rully could not bear to not take a trivial glance next. "Unfortunately, me and her age-old friends know each other, and are on target. It was better, rather than rambling to take the heart of his parents, then familiar and considered his own family, but the man did not consider at all. In the case of your Mas Lingga, you have a wrong strategy. He needs to be identified personally, about parents ... It depends on how smart you are to deal with the situation."

The princess grunted furiously. "Your men's parents should be respected, don't underestimate them!"

"No—I don't underestimate my male parents. But as an adult, blindly liking someone, and turning a blind eye to someone else, is disrespectful. And for me, it's easy to accept the origin of people I love happy. Isn't that a good old man?" Rully tried to give the Princess some spaciousness of mind.

"Tante Rustina just wants the best for her son. And the best mate they choose for a happy future." The strong princess defended Rustina. Someone who will definitely support him if this coup succeeds. At least, everyone will side with him later.

Rully developed her smile again. "I think going to another part of the world opens one's mind wide, but it doesn't really, yeah ... I just saw it now."

The princess clenched her hands tightly on a smooth and shiny tablecloth. He feels shunned. "You ...!"

Rully was unaffected and continued. He was getting tired and sleepy. "Not all parents' choices can make their children happy, not all children and parents have the same wishes. No matter how much you push, they have their own hearts and choices, controlled by their own brains and instincts. Should, as a good parent, follow the will of the child while not opposing politeness and morals, it never hurts to accept and be patient in any decision of the child. Not necessarily like this, which brings shame and hostility on his son's happy day."

At that time, Rustina was not far from the two of them. That's true. And Rustina was too proud to admit that Rully was right. He was only a lot of age, just the name of the parent embedded, while his mind was still a child, and completely unable to think according to his age. The white and aging are only physical, the soul is nurturing and the role model is not in him.

"Please be polite when you speak!" The princess stood up with tears in her eyes. Should he start playing the injured ex? Ex-what? The former mother's favorite of the man she likes?

"You humiliated me and your in-laws! Don't dodge!" The princess was really crying. He didn't have time to think about how to play a good role. His attention was on him. In her voice that just blared.

Rully understood. He simply put away the still-intact drinking bottle, which was only a signal, how insignificant the chatter with this immaculate young lady in front of him was.

Rully laughed a little. He did not pay attention to the surroundings, including Djarot who was drinking coffee and smoking in the corner of the room, with colleagues who had just joined his law firm. No less than five people around Djarot continued to point at Rully and looked at Djarot alternately. They stammered and kept saying; i-it, i-it, over and over.

"Yes, he's our boss's candidate. Officially, he'll rule us from tomorrow." Djarot could not hide his proud smile. Seeing this, it felt like the years of waiting for a woman who was fitting to accompany him, was not in vain. Rully deserved the honor of being the only companion in the life of a Djarot.

"Well, I didn't know that I was recruited by subordinates! I thought you were the boss, you were nothing more than a love slave" one of his friends commented as he saw the stiff man's radiant look.

"He waited for the baby to get something like that. He meditated and gilded glory on an untouched mountain to get a woman as great as him." One of Djarot's colleagues concluded. He was so amazed.

Djarot chuckled as he flicked his cigarette ash. "He makes me dizzy all the time."

"Dizziness from forgetting how to wear pants .. hahahaha!" sahut.

Djarot chuckled, smoking viciously a cigarette between his fingers. He could not bear to go back to the room and nodded at the woman. Something started to live there. Damnit damnit!

As an impingement, he stared at Rully who was still arguing with the Princess. He's very hot.

Rully's next words really made anyone who heard her embarrassed and chose to bow down.

"Before I put them to shame, those who humiliate themselves, Princess. I think I've approached and initiated them, but you have to understand, it's not good to put your dreams too high, sometimes reality is very cruel and makes you lose your mind. This alone should make you think, no matter how hard you try, as hard as you put your persistence, but you lose to reality. The reality is that I am the one your Linga chose. I am the one who won her heart and body. I am the winner you consider unworthy, Princess. You don't know your Linga, you don't know me and how I got him. Or at least, I don't see how you're trying, to win her heart. You're just busy winning the heart of your future mother-in-law, which unfortunately is useless. Because not with them you will live, but with the man you ignored. You have a wrong strategy if so, your phallus needs to be understood personally, not through someone else who doesn't understand at all."

The princess has never been so embarrassed. In Rully's eyes, she was nothing more than a mockery. In fact, he has displayed the best, the smartest side he is able to show, the most feared side by all women who have ever competed for the love of Djarot. Unfortunately for Rully, all that was just dust and would not be able to roll her off the side of Djarot. What kind of love does that woman have for her Linga?

The princess realized. Knowing long is not a guarantee to be able to have, to love for anything, if only alone it will never be able to arrive. Djarot came to him, met him, not because of his desire or even his feelings of love, but because of the encouragement of others. He is the one who has been overconfident and arrogant. Using closeness to the closest person as a weapon to repel the enemy. Honey, it's all mental now.

The princess retreated with a downcast face and a dead red. Now he ran out with tears of defeat. It was a bad choice to come here and fight. He's very late. Even his phallus did not glance at him at all. Even now, when he was in the worst condition of his life.