The Suffering of the Wife I Divorced

Chapter 71

Bian returned to the meeting room with an unwelcome mind. He could not focus at all as his friend questioned what brought Bian out when they had just started the meeting.

In fact, he also did not realize how the gaze of the woman who had come with his High School friend named Bahtiar.

Although Amara said nothing had happened, Bian still felt awkward when Amara urged an answer on whether she would defend the woman if something happened to her.

"Ente there's a problem, man?" whispered Bahtiar who sat beside Bian while leaning his back towards him. "Troubtful really looks at it."

"Hopefully nothing," muttered Bian hesitated, then exhaled short while pocketing the phone in the pocket of jeans worn.

Unlike the people present dressed neatly by wearing formal cloth shirts and pants, Bian chose to look as is. After all, no one has the right to comment on Bian's appearance blending jeans and a long-handed white T-shirt. In fact, Bian stripped off his semi-formal black leather jacket and draped it on the back of the chair. Caring the devil with the judgment of the other hotel shareholders, who might suspect he is being disrespectful for not dressing like them.

Yang Bian knew, he was sitting there as well as a shareholder, not a thug who was looking for trouble. Ignore people's judgments.

"If this meeting is over" whispered Bahtiar again with a lazy attitude when the meeting leader was still talking about the profit sharing of Ayudi's Hotel. "Same she stopped by your cafe, huh?"

Bian gave a faint frown, he leaned back with both hands crossed in front of his chest. "Hour ten cafes closed, mending later—"

"Yes, Bian, you don't like to see the road with him," commented Bahtiar jahil. "You have a cafe, you can close it a little maleman."

"No way, Kunyuk," Bian lightly compensated. "Kasian if harim I have to sleep because you guys can't be kicked out of the cafe."

"And we can nginep in place of ente—"

"Let's die you bring Tiara nginep in my place," hissed Bian from behind a tight tooth. "There is no gineep-nginepan. My place is narrow. There's no place for you guys."

Bian threw a fierce glance until Bahtiar grinned nosily and muttered, "Ciee, say aja susis— husband sieun wife ..."

"Susis equally keep my harim feeling different, Nyuk."

Bian reached out into his pocket when his phone again briefly vibrated indicating a message notification. Since his thoughts were currently only on Amara, Bian initially suspected the message was from his wife.

However, he was a little surprised when he opened the phone under the table and found the sender of the message was one of the cafe staff who served in the operator section.

From: OPR: [Sir, the mother just came here, I think there was a problem. There's an ex-wife in the cafe. Bang Dika no longer exists, I fear there is nothing.]

Without caring that the meeting had just lasted a few minutes, Bian hurriedly stood up and announced that he had to retreat.

"Ente's seriously pulling, man?" bahtiar asked as Bian hurriedly grabbed his jacket from the back of the chair. "There's whatan—"

"My day," Bian answered briefly before finally leaving the room at a quick pace, and no matter how Bahtiar's lover looked at him until Bian's figure was lost behind the door.

While away from Bian, Amara had just stepped foot on a stretch of synthetic grass in front of the cafe, while Yuanita stood up from her chair and looked at Amara with an aura full of hostility.

From the beginning Amara decided to meet Yuanita, she was ready to fight— no matter what. For this reason, in his right hand, he holds a walkie talkie so he can give instructions while the phone in his pants pocket deliberately turns on the sound recording.

Although there is CCTV installed in several corners, but he knows very well that the CCTV was only capturing images without sound.

In fact, Amara deliberately met the operator first just to turn off the CCTV in some parts. All of that was just for the sake of eliminating the part where he would provoke Yuanita to get emotional.

Out of nowhere the crazy idea came into his mind, and Amara realized that what she was doing now was indeed a little sneaky. However, for now, he did not want to think about it.

In any case, though, Amara has made sure she will get Bian's protection because at this time Amara will bait Yuanita into the trap— even though she does not really know what the woman will do.

At first Amara suspects that Yuanita will approach her to cursing, insulting, or whatever Bian's ex-wife might have planned.

"Everyone, I need your attention here first, okay?" Yuanita began to attract the attention of the cafe visitors both from inside the room and outside. "You all know who is the owner of Faradisa Cafe? Want to acquaintance? Who knows, you can eat for free here. Aren't you?"

Amara was still standing among the guests who were starting to take an interest in what Yuanita was about to announce. However, Amara realized that this was a bad start.

As the cafe guests unpretentiously responded to Yuanita, Amara picked up a walkie talkie and told her employees to take away the cafe guests carrying the children.

However, he did not want to speculate that something would happen unexpectedly in front of minors. In exchange, Amara was free of charge for those who had to go home before finishing their food.

Yuanita who was standing on stage side by side with the vocalist may not have noticed with some cafe patrons suddenly leaving.

"Well, if you want to know the owner of this cafe," Yuanita continued with a sly grin as she stared at Amara among the crowd of guests. "That's the guy."

As the gazes of the cafe patrons focused on Yuanita's index finger directed at Amara, Amara smiled forcedly and acted increasingly alert while her heart was racing.

"Whoa, cool ... so young it turns out the owner of this cafe," exclaimed someone not far from Amara. "Where is this cute guy."

"Marriage yet, Neng?"

"Introduction dong, Neng!" exciting other visitors who certainly suspect Amara is still single.

The young men's question was answered by Yuanita with ridicule, "Oh, if you want to know, the girl whose makeup is like your baby is already married. Want to know who her husband is?"

Amara was stunned when she saw Yuanita open her bag and take some photos of Bian and Yuanita's wedding, then held the photo up high to show the visitors.

"Well, her husband is my husband, his name is Fabian Gaddafi, or familiarly called Bian. Maybe some of you are familiar with the guy in this photo, the owner of the famous 'Hertage Villa Private' you know," continued Yuanita with an emphasis, and inevitably the statement managed to make the visitors more curious. "

"So, yeah, yeah .. I'll tell you all." Yuanita placed the photo on a high chair, took out two red and green wedding books and showed them. "Me and Bian are still husband and wife until this moment. And she, this girl named Amara called my husband. Just so you know, he was once a poor dangdut biduan who seemed to be flirting and wooing my husband ..."

The visitors began to give a look of disbelief at Amara. The gaze that was originally amazed because the cafe owner was young, now seemed to turn into a condescending gaze.

"Well, if you don't believe. Here's the proof." Out of nowhere Yuanita has a photo of Amara wearing a black mini dress and singing among a crowd of men.

Amara knew the photo was from the owner of Bug's Entertainment, the single group Amara used to work for. So, is Yuanita also a heretic?

"She was*****, even like going to bed with my husband until they had children. And now my husband forgets to go home because of this lont* and their bastard son." Yuanita laughed at the reaction of the visitors who seemed upset knowing who Amara was. "So, I'm the same mother here, lont* the seizing of the husband of the kayak so the pantes are flanked?

Amara's breathing turned hunting, while her reddened face held back anger. Never had he felt humiliated to this extent in front of a crowd of people. Yuanita completely stripped Amara heartlessly to the point of making people look disgusted at her.

One of the female visitors seemed to be provoked by Yuanita's decipherment, so upsetly the woman dared to shout, "Huu, head covered with a veil, your thighs spiked to the husband of the person. Not good looking for a guy who—"

"Not bring my veil, God damn it!" Amara roared, no longer able to hold back the anger that was beginning to mount. Then, he looked at Yuanita sadistically and said, "I once felt guilty because your man suddenly came and asked me to be his wife. Now, I'm wondering why I ever felt guilty. Lu, Yuanita, ****** shouted j*lang! If in the past I wondered why Bian ngekhiantin you, now I understand that the garbage should be thrown away ..."

Amara let out a long sigh, controlling her trembling knees from burning anger.

"Because you started some disgrace in front of a lot of people," said Amara with reddened eyes. "Don't mistake me if everyone needs to know what your rot is too!"

With her hands clutching the walkie talkie, Amara hissed irritably, "Operator, ready now directly on the computer to the video in the second minute duration, do not need to appear in the photos of the chat that I previously asked to show."

And after saying that, Amara raised her voice as she said to Yuanita, "Gue saranin thought a thousand times before you tried some disgrace, bego!"

Amara raised her chin as she returned the gazes of those who looked at her still with a condescending look.

"We are ready to watch bok*p. And you need to know, the bok*p player is the girl," Amara said as she pointed at Yuanita. "The girl who said she was a woman who still had a husband!"