The Huckold Married??

Becoming More Wrathful

Deefa who was arranging her cooking on the table turned her head when her ears heard the clattering of steps down the stairs.

Both netranya also caught the figure of her husband who was wearing a black jacket that is rarely used but now he saw the man who last night screwed her violently back wearing it combined with jeans in the section his knee was torn, maybe the model was like that but Deefa was not used to it.

Her husband rarely wore the pants when they were married, but now re-wears them.

Does her husband want to go back to the way he used to?

Especially last night Deefa saw there were earrings embedded in her earlobes, and now even the man is still wearing the silver object.

"Mas, breakfast first," Deefa asked.

This morning after last night maybe Raffan would like a little to appreciate the cuisine and willing to eat even if only a little.

About the rudeness of her husband last night she will not question or discuss it, choosing to forget because she considers her husband is being khilaf and unconscious because he is dominated by anger.

Raffan stopped his steps, glanced at a glance then fell silent like he was thinking.

Deefa stared expectantly, hoping that this time her husband would listen to her eat the breakfast she had made, then a moment later Deefa breathed a sigh of relief as her husband moved his legs towards the dining table where he had been standing.

The woman swiftly pulled the chair so that her husband could immediately sit down, with a smile that adorned her face painstakingly serving the man who did not even sound at all.

Offered this it just looks at it then again ignores focusing on the mobile screen that he deliberately plays to look busy in front of his wife who continues to talk, he said, telling him what he did not even dream of until finally the woman standing next to him was silent again without a sound just her hand moved to pour drinking water into the glass.

Finished serving her husband Deefa pulled up a chair and sat down right next to the man who still had not taken his eyes off the flaming object in hand.

Deefa tried no longer to let her husband, but her husband still did not move nor did he touch the food that was already on the plate.

"Mas, eat it cold."

Finally reminded in a soft voice and fortunately Raffan understood.

The man immediately put the phone on the table right near Deefa, took the spoon and began to feed it into his mouth.

Ting

One incoming message makes the screen that was dead back on, displaying a line of notifications that are also read by Deefa who sits next to him, realizing that Raffan was rushing to pick up his phone.

"Mas Raffan wants to race?" deefa asked with a dim view.

Sad when the husband who has stopped the dangerous hobby will return to do so.

Raffan did not answer only the unusual smile he showed while replying to the message he received.

"Deefa didn't give her permission" Deefa said later.

Obviously she would not give her husband permission to do such a dangerous thing, the wild race that even her husband had told her that it had often been wretched whether how many scars were on her husband's body when he fell during the race.

Raffan put the spoon rough to cause a clanking sound due to colliding with a ceramic plate containing food and only reduced by two spoons.

The man squealed with dislike, "I ask your permission no?!" even the worst questions he asked.

Deefa shook her head, her husband did not ask permission but as a wife he felt he had the right to forbid.

"But Deefa's wife Mas Raffan, Deefa had the right to forbid," Deefa's voice seemed doubtful she knew her husband would not be happy when he heard her talk of rights, but she did not want to, since yesterday she seemed to forget her husband's right to refuse and oppose polygamy, not wanting to marry again.

"Didn't you also take away my speech rights? don't listen to what I'm saying, and now you're lightly talking about rights? can you think no?" Raffan railed viciously, "ah, let alone think it feels like your brain is questionable." added with increasingly spicy sentences.

According to him after everything that happened he considered his wife had no brain making him unable to think clearly until according to his mother's will.

The stupid woman who made Raffan did not understand how there could be a woman like this Wife.

When another woman will keep her husband let alone her husband on her side, is that not an advantage?

But a Deefa instead acted like a kind elf but instead seemed foolish by obeying a request that even her husband did not agree to.

Deefa squeezed out the spoon she had been holding since, her two eyes were staring with balanced vibrations holding back the crying outburst, while her ears heard the sentence after sentence she had just heard during the marriage.

Brak!

Raffan kicked down the table with both arms and then stood up from the chair which suddenly felt very hot.

The man had gone back to having no taste for food, he had thought that after sleeping with his wife last night would help him a little better, helping him not to explode while talking to the woman.

But the fact that he still can not control, his emotions still easily ignited and immediately burned.

Raffan had already brought his bag and started to step wide.

"I want to go to Mom's house."

Deefa's words made Raffan's steps stop, the man turned his body and gave a sharp look meant warning.

"Want to do your job as a good daughter-in-law?" satirize with a slanted smile on display.

Of course Raffan thought his wife would start preparing for her marriage to Raisya.

Deefa silenced her mouth not to answer even breathing was difficult.

"The truth is you don't have a brain!" cursing with his face became extremely cruel.

Do not blame him if he becomes more angry, his wife who does not listen to his warnings.

"Even you seem to have forgotten the warning I gave you," said and showed a very tense face.

"Deefa will always remember" Deefa replied.

"Good!" Raffan nodded in satisfaction but his face remained unchanged, still fiercely cruel sadistic and full of wrath.

"You met my mother and prepared the wedding.." Raffan paused for a moment, taking a deep breath as he braced himself to say, "I will prove my words!"

After saying that Raffan immediately left, without saying a greeting without seeing his silent wife frozen with trembling hands and tears that began to come down and wet both cheeks and fell on the veil he was wearing and wet it.

Deefa remembered exactly what Raffan meant.

Talak, her husband will turn himself if he still insists on following the request of the mother-in-law.

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