The Suffering of the Wife I Divorced

Chapter 70

Five minutes ago, Amara was still smiling and laughing on the phone with Bian. However, now, when monitoring the CCTV monitor and find out who the guest sitting at table number 14, inevitably the mood of Amara immediately plummeted instantly.

Although the hair color of the woman recorded by the CCTV camera is now burgundy, but Amara of course not who owns the face to make up the menor.

Indeed, since the incident Alif who fled from the Yuanita residence, and learned that Mirna threatened to report Yuanita if she dared to appear again, he said, since then, Yuanita has never sought for any direct or involving Alif.

However, that does not mean that Bian's ex-wife did not disturb the calm of Amara and her husband during these two months.

Amara remembers well three days after the incident that Yuanita added friendship to Bian's personal FB account, although in the end Bian blocked the account owner named 'Mama Alif'.

It's just that, as if dissatisfied because his efforts were not successful, a few days later the account owner named 'Pusvita' added friendship to the personal account owned by Amara Cake and Cookies.

Amara rarely socializes the media, but that does not mean she never looked at social networks and checked her account. Moreover, since opening a cafe, Amara often promotes a variety of menus in their cafe.

At first Amara did not know that the owner of the account named 'Pusvita' was Bian's ex-wife, but a few days after she received a friend request on her Facebook, she said, the owner of the account began uploading photos of Yuanita while still with Bian.

As a woman who did not escape from curiosity, Amara was finally encouraged to open a profile belonging to Yuanita. As a result, Amara's blood boiled when he saw hundreds of photos uploaded by Yuanita with Bian and Alif.

Not just the photos of their harmony in the past that make Amara hurt, but the caption written by Yuanita is what makes Amara really hurt.

In the post, Yuanita wrote (Me and my little family before my husband was removed by a seductress)

At that time, Amara ignored photos uploaded by Yuanita who showed off various gifts given by Bian in the past. Starting from mobile phones, a collection of jewelry that Amara believes the price reaches tens of millions, expensive bags, and clothing and shoes are branded.

However, again Yuanita caption that reads (May my husband be made aware of the influence of the seductress pellet. These gifts are proof that my husband was in love with me, and now he's lost to a greedy snot boy who just wants to be with someone's husband)

At first Amara did not complain to Bian that he was hurt because he had seen the Facebook account of his ex-wife. After all, Bian had always warned Amara not to dig into the past.

It's wrong of him himself why he should be curious and open the profile of Bian's ex-wife. So, Amara swallowed the pain of those posts.

However, in the end Amara exploded jealousy in her husband, and since then Bian closed social media accounts belonging to Amara and his own.

Since the closure of their social media accounts, Amara is indeed more comfortable and aware there are times when she does not need to know anything. Especially her husband's past.

Now seeing Yuanita appear in her cafe and forcing employees to meet with the cafe owner, Amara realizes that the purpose of Yuanita's arrival is to find a case, or perhaps indeed wants to meet Bian.

Indeed, he was sultry and furious by a figure named Yuanita who had not stopped being a seed of trouble in his family. It's a pity that Bian is not with him at the moment. However, it did not mean that he did not dare to face Yuanita.

Amara thought hard what to do to get rid of Yuanita. Not only did Amara drive her out of her cafe tonight, but she wanted Bian's ex-wife to never come back to harass them.

Amara's eyebrows intertwine when reminded of news— infotainment news gossip about celebrities who lately often accompany Amara while babysitting Biandra in the afternoon.

"Follow to Teteh's room, take care of Biandra, Ka," Amara told Eka after a while and felt she had to do something.

Eka replied, Amara hurriedly pulled her sister's hand out of the room and brought her to her room.

"Keep who takes care of cashier—"

"Udah diem" said Amara before Eka finished her sentence. Without even bothering to change into sleeping pajamas, Amara snatched the instant veil that mumbled over the sofa. "Don't leave the bed anyway, Biandra increasingly can't sleep in. If you want to pee hold a clash of doang."

Amara did not give her sister a chance to answer, she hurried out of the room and closed the door tightly. Then grab the phone and call Bian first. However, she wanted to make sure that what she was going to do now had to be protected from her husband.

Although hesitant to disturb Bian who is definitely in a meeting, but Amara but try his luck. Lucky call directly connected in the ring both calls take place.

"Yes, honey, why?" Bian's voice from across the call sounded a little whispered.

"You've started the meeting, Ay?" asked Amara, trying to keep her voice so that it does not sound awkward— even though now her knees are slightly trembling to hold back the annoyance.

"Just started" said Bian. "What's wrong?"

"There's nothing at all" Amara said as she walked down the steps. "Well, if there's a macem like me, you want to believe me?"

"Who dares to macem with you?" Concerns coloring Bian's voice. "What's wrong? Why?"

"Jawab my question," Amara urged in a low voice as she walked towards the operator's room at the end of the caridor side by side with the changing room for the employees. "If anyone beats me, you'll call that guy—"

"Ra, don't make people anxious" Bian said in a high voice, then he heard footsteps from across the call accompanied by the sound of the door being opened and closed. It seems Bian is trying to get out of the meeting situation. "What's wrong? Any issues?"

"No one, Ay," Amara held her breath, forced to do so because she did not want to disturb Bian who was working. "Abis read the news of the rumor case Nik*ta M*rzni who late last year hit people in the rooftop Kemang Pavilion. He's gonna get sentenced—"

"You're the habit of mostly watching gossip, ah," grumbled Bian from across the call. "Bikin people panic half-deadly, even though all that is discussed is the gossip of the artist."

"Sorry." Amara laughed stiffly. "Yaudah, you go on there, don't go home from the mall."

"But you really are okay?"

"No" said Amara, trying to convince.

"Related?"

"Udah uh, not good with your friends if you leave the meeting."

Amaral did not wait for Bian's answer and immediately ended the call, then met the dispatcher and spoke while giving the phone a handful of evidence of Yuanita's rottenness.

After that, he rushed out of the room. Walk through the corridor and across the rows of cafe chairs.

When Amara had just stepped outside through the wide-open glass door, she immediately got a sharp look from the two female guests sitting in seat number 14.