Second Woman

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Muthia was speechless, her mind was messed up what else was her heart. The woman who had been considered good and changed was still holding a grudge with all her evil plans to get rid of her so cunningly.

Muthia confirmed Amir's words, he must be able to be firm and dare to fight, no longer a word of condolence, because it will make himself more badly treated by Sandra. It's time for Muthia to take a stand and protect herself from all of Sandra's evil plans.

"I no longer want to be silent, Sandra's tea has been so outrageous. We'll see who will survive this wedding, if you do it this way, I'll protect my marriage in my own way, don't blame me, because it's what started first." Muthia spoke in her heart with a deep sense of disappointment and no longer wanted to be silent with Sandra's increasingly outrageous behavior.

Amir said goodbye to return to the foundation, but before he left, Amir wanted to approach the meatballs who became Sandra's eyes.

"Max sir! Amir pura buys meatballs and is followed by Alek behind him.

"Well sir, how many thousands?" The meatball replied a little nervously. It seemed that he realized who Amir was, because his tall stout posture typical of a soldier was so obvious, coupled with his stern face.

"Father since when is the sale here? As far as I've never been, every time I've been through here."

Alek chimed in with his cute style.

"How much priority, just give the price usually. But sure the meat's safe, right?" again Amir issued his baritone voice with a piercing gaze directed at the meatball who immediately looked wrong.

"Yes, I've only been selling for a few days here, because I just got a PHK and don't know what to do, yes finally selling this meatball." said the meatball with his voice that turned nervous.

"But despite the meatball sales, the pay is big right sir? what else is his boss a beautiful woman. Right so?" reply Amir is full of emphasis and increasingly makes the meatballs tremble unsettled.

"Already sir, calm down! Don't worry about that. We're not criminals, we just don't want bad people.

Don't tremble, I'll spill it into your hands, it hurts!" assertively Alek by patting the meatballs shoulder.

"I'm sorry, I don't know what, I was just told to watch, not do anything. I swear sir, please don't arrest me. I just need money again and they pay me and are given capital to sell meatballs here. For God's sake, I was just asked to keep an eye out and provide whatever information was in the house across from there." The meatballs said honestly and with a pale face was scared.

Amir and Alek looked at each other. Amir approached and asked the meatballs to deliver his message to Sandra.

"Well, I'll let go of you, but help me get the message out to the man who told you to." Amir spoke sternly and stared fixedly at the meatballs who were still frightened.

"Okay sir, I will tell you, then every time the magrib ends there will be a man who came here and watched the house. She's Miss Sandra's nun who's her confidant right now." replied the honest meatballer with nothing to cover, and made Amir smile thinly.

"Alright, then you will meet him and love this Vidio to the woman. I trust this with you, do your best. Do you know what you have to do?" Amir turned to look at Alek who was standing straight in front of him.

"Ready, go!" sahut Alek firmly. So Amir chose to leave and return to the foundation.

Alek also returned to guard at Muthia's house.

But before, Alek warned the meatballs not to be of any kind.

"Don't be like that, and I'll come back later when the magrib runs out, meet the woman. Don't say anything until I come."

"Sir this is mostly, the change!" The meatballs shouted at Alek who continued to choose to pass and just turned his head and waved his hand.

"Alhamdulillah, it turns out there are still good-hearted people." muttered the meatballs moved.

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While inside there, the minimalist house where Muthia lives. Muthia was lamenting her fate. Still can't believe what Sandra did to him.

"I'll tell Kang Aswin. Because this has led to criminal acts. I'm sorry tea, I can't just be quiet with this attitude of yours." Muthia steadied her heart to talk things over to Aswin. However Aswin deserves to know because he is the leader in the household they live.

Muthia picked up her phone lying on her dresser. And looking for her husband's number and then with bismillah call the husband with a trembling voice, death to hold back the cry so that not heard her husband.

"Hallo Asalamualaikum, what's the father? still busy, right?" Muthia starts a conversation with Aswin, making sure her husband is not busy.

"Waalaikumsallm, what's wrong, tumben, why?" sahut Aswin softly while leaning his body on the back of the chair in the hotel room where he stayed.

"Dad still working or what?" back Muthia wants to make sure her husband is not working, because it does not want to disturb the busyness of Aswin.

"Dad's at the hotel, it's another break. What's up?" sahut Aswin felt bad, because Muthia did not usually call in a formal tone.

"Mother already knows who wants to do evil with mother. Mas Amir came to the house with the evidence he gathered." Muthia bit her lips in dismay, fearing Aswin would be so angry and do anything beyond bounds.

"Oh yeah? Alhamdulillahot. Who said?" sahut Aswin was enthusiastic and very curious.

"Teh Sandra." was short and no longer able to continue the words, Muthia smothered her mouth withholding tears as she clenched in her chest.

"Astagfirullah, is that right, dear?

Oh, God, he hasn't changed. What's thewant?" sahut Aswin was disappointed at the end there.

"Mother asks, father do not be rash and do not be emotional. We'll talk about this well first. We're looking for a solution." Muthia tried to temper her husband's anger. Because Muthia knows exactly what Aswin is angry about. The anger of the patient will be terrible.

"Well tonight I'm going home too, this is too much. You're good there, take care of Joseph and our future son. I take a shower and I'm ready to go home. Asalamualaikum."

Aswin hung up the phone without waiting for Muthia's reply. Emotions and disappointment are already present in Aswin. How many times did Aswin forgive Sandra's mistakes. But not also Sandra learned from mistakes, greed has mastered the lust of her world. And this time Aswin was really disappointed with what Sandra did.