The Disregarded Wife Charm

Don't Cry

Farah bumped into someone when she didn't notice her steps.

"sorry.sorry me" Farah apologized and ventured to see the figure she hit.

"Flood?" the man said as he looked at Farah's face clearly but full of tears.

"Farah, what's wrong with you?" hans asked as he held onto both of Farah's shoulders.

"sister Hans" Farah looked at Hans and her tears kept flowing.

he was seen by Hans the man in white suit who was standing not far from where he was and Farah was standing.

"kevin" Hans said in anger.

"keep it here" Hans told Farah.

Hans walked towards the man he saw with eyes already filled with anger.

One punch landed on Kevin's face.

"what the fuck are you Hans" cried Kevin as he wiped the bloody tip of his lips from Hans's blow.

"listen to me Kevin, don't ever come near Farah again!" hans said, clutching the collar of Kevin's shirt and tossing Kevin.

Hans returns to meet Farah who is still standing crying.

"let's go home" Hans said, embracing Farah.

before he and Farah actually walked out of the cafe, Hans turned his head slightly and looked at Kevin with a sharp look.

Farah got into Hans' car, because Hans did not see Farah's car around the parking lot so he took the initiative to take Farah home with his car.

Farah was still down, she felt pain when she found out that Kevin invited her to dinner at the cafe where he had good memories with Santi, his heart ached and he cried not because he liked Kevin but he was disappointed that Kevin still could not move on from Santi.

Hans stepped on the gas pedal of his car, he pointed his car towards the road to the house of Kusumo Adi Praga, papa from Farah.

"sister stop here first, I'm thirsty" Farah began to open her voice.

Hans stopped his car at a supermarket.

"i'll buy you a drink, wait here" the seatbelt was opened by Hans and he got out of his car.

Farah who was in the car wiped away all the traces of tears on her face, because she did not want her brother or her father to see her crying.

"would I still step in this marriage or would I walk out of this marriage? really I just want this family to remain intact, if we part maybe papa won't forgive Kevin's family, I don't want to lose the figure of the mother who always loved me, so far, mom, did Farah have to give up?" Farah imagines talking to her mother Kevin the woman she has always considered her real mother and vice versa.

Hans got into the car with a plastic bag.

"thank you" Farah said in a voice that was still slightly sobbing.

"so this is why you canceled our dinner?" ask Hans

"i'm sorry, Hans, I thought this was the first step to fix our marriage, but I didn't think there was Santi and there they tied each other's promises of love" Farah said with a sad face.

"it's been drunk so the water is calmer" Hans opened the bottle and sipped it.

"but.why is Hans there too?" farah asked, wondering where Hans was.

Hans stopped his gulp from hearing Farah's question.

"Devan called me"

the flashback

"hallo Hans, Farah is going to eat at the dance cafe, may I ask you to go there I'm afraid Kevin made a mistake" Devan said on the phone.

"well Devan, I'm leaving now" Hans replied and hung up.

flashback off's.

"hmm Devan has always worried about you since the day before at the club" Hans said.

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.hai hai read my temen...

"excuse me, is it my fault, Mother,?" the shouts and bitter cries of a five-year-old little girl. When her tiny body was pinched by her mother.

"janga call me mother! Because I'm not your mother!!" snapped at an adult woman who was hitting the poor girl.

"mistress, already madam, I beg the pity of Nirmala," a woman pa, middle-aged mruh came to approach the Boss who looked in anger.

Mrs. Kania who heard it, stared intently at Maid who dared to stop his actions.

"you, you dare to hinder me,?!" ask Mrs.Kania on fire. His hand quickly grabbed the little girl's hair and pulled it firmly.

"a sick mother, a hyx," Nirmala broke down and thrashed with all her energy.