The Suffering of the Wife I Divorced

Chapter 75

"It's not wrong if I want to go back to the trash?"

"But the police report isn't it enough, Ay?" Amara commented. "Why should you abisin the villas as well?"

"The problem is, if he still has a villa that I love, he can just sell one of the villas and pay a fine for each lawsuit that I filed last night," Bian explained calmly. "If the case of persecution which is threatened with a sentence of five years and six months in prison can be replaced with a fine of seven hundred and fifty million, the other two crimes that I have submitted must be lighter in fine. Moreover, the other criminal law is only threatened with a nine-month prison sentence. He sold one villa already free from the snare of the law."

Amara's eyebrows are intertwined considering that Bian also dragged the case of Yuanita's affair at once. Last night, when the employees were cleaning up the cafe, they found Bian and Yuanita's wedding book, photos of their wedding, as well as photos of Amara in the past.

And based on the results of Amara's cellphone recording in which Yuanita mentioned that she was still the legal wife of Bian, it actually made Bian laugh amusedly. Because Yuanita indirectly reminded Bian that he had the right to report the affair case.

Moreover, Bian has not been arranging a divorce, nor does he have a certificate dropping a talaq on Yuanita.

After speaking at length last night with the police who had seen all the evidence in the form of CCTV footage, voice recordings, and other details, Bian finally charged Yuanita with three criminal cases at once.

However, Bian also found out the penalties and fines that Yuanita might be able to pay. For this reason, he first spent tens of millions of funds just to make Yuanita unable to pay the entire fine.

Amara glanced at Alif who was sitting on the carpet while patting Biandra's butt. Although the boy did not seem to listen to what they were talking about, Amara knew very well that Alif was listening to their chat.

However, Amara is worried that Alif will hate him or Bian if they drag Yuanita to prison.

"Ay," Amara said in a soft voice as she looked back at Bian. "How about Alif if you know Yuanita's in jail? He would hate us, right? You said, Alif it's very Deket Yuanita, I'm afraid he'll think that we're evil."

Bian was silent for a moment, then looked at Alif for a long time. He never took into account what Amara was talking about Alif.

Although Alif already knew that Yuanita was not his biological mother, and the child was now close to Amara, but still Bian knew very well that the woman who was with Alif for more than six years must have a place in Alif's heart.

"Honey," Bian told Amara with a choked throat. "Reports and complaints have been made. They said today they're going straight to Yuanita's house ..."

Bian paused his sentence for a bit, then swallowed his saliva with great difficulty. He could not imagine how Alif would hate him because of a problem that Alif did not understand.

"Later I try to give understanding to Alif," continued Bian sceptic. "Hopefully he understands that we will not immediately drag his mother to the police if only Yuanita did not make trouble first."

Before Amara commented, the phone in Bian's grip rang again and appeared a row of unknown numbers. Considering Mirna had just asked permission to give Yuanita a number, Bian could already guess who the caller was.

"I answered the phone outside, huh?" bian said while trying to raise the head of Amara who was still lying on her thigh.

"Who called?" search Amara possessively. "Why am I—"

"I guess Yuanita," muttered Bian softly.

"Here he answered," asked Amara suspiciously. "Why can't I know?"

"Not to know, but there's Alif," whispered Bian as he threw a glance at the boy.

Amara immediately sat down and smiled sinlessly as she said, "But I went outside. Just be careful if you're even nostalgic for your ex-wife."

Bian just grinned amusedly at Amara's increasingly possessive behavior. Moreover, the previous minute the wife was still struggling spoiled and complaining of dizziness. While in the next second Amara seemed to ignore what she felt.

So, Bian let the woman jump up to his back while they went to the balcony to answer the call.

When Bian had just answered the call and placed the phone on his left ear, Amara could hear Yuanita's shrieking voice, "Why don't you tell me the villa is about to be demolished? Why don't you know that this villa has no IMB?"

However, what is even more ridiculous is, is Yuanita so stupid and just believes that Bian villas do not have IMB?

My God, how long has Bian been married to Yuanita? How could he possibly survive for so many years and live with such a foolish woman?

"What is my business?" Bian responded lightly. "You're dismantled or burned, you don't have any business with me anymore, do you?"

"But the man who unloaded said this villa had you!"

"Yes the fact that all villa certificates are in my name, right?" said Bian tried not to laugh out loud because Yuanita until now still does not change the name of ownership of the villa.

"Basic impostor!" Yuanita's voice sounded so angry. "Lu see, Bian, I'm abisin your baby today!"

"Uh, horrified." Bian finally laughed coldly. "We'll see who abis will be today. Good luck, Yuanita Pusvitasari."

Away from Bian and Amara, Yuanita who just arrived at her house after seeing the demolition of the villa is now unusually windy. He threw a cell phone at the sofa and made the regal as his exasperation ground.

"Liat tuh, ten years same household Bian, you got what?" Agung finally exploded because his ears could no longer bear to hear Yuanita's tantrums. "If you want to protest and get angry, come there ex-your man, not the raging is not clear to me! Anyway, you why find out about cheating from Bian anyway? Gini is it finally?"

"Whisper you, anj*ng!" yuenita screeched as she ruffled her hair, frustrated that she now only had a house left by Bian.

The shit. The jewelry that Bian once gave is now exhausted because it is sold to sustain his increasingly glamorous lifestyle.

Now, after the four villas could not be saved, Yuanita thought hard how to find money to go to Baduy. Moreover, he never saved the money that had been generated from the villa. Especially when he had to provide enough savings to satisfy his passion.

As if there was not enough chaos that morning, a car stopped in front of Yuanita's house. Two men got out of the car and came to the wide open front door.

The two men were plain-clothed, but Yuanita was surprised not to play when she said that they were from the criminal undercover unit to arrest Yuanita Pusvitasari.

"Why was I arrested?" Yuanita almost cried in fear.

"Because we were ordered to arrest you" said one of the men lightly.

"But I don't make a crime!" Yuanita tried to avoid and difficult to cooperate.

"Please explain in the office."

Yuanita cried hysterically and pulled Agung to help her. "My brother is innocent, why come to the office?"

"I'm sorry, sir," One of the men explained the reason why they had to subdue Yuanita. "Based on the results of reports and complaints we received from two whistleblowers on behalf of Mr Fabian Gaddafi and Ms Amara Maisara. Ms. Yuanita Pusvitasari allegedly committed criminal acts of persecution, defamation, and infidelity."

"I'm not making a mistake!" Yuanita screeched in fear. "I don't want to be taken to the police station—"

"If you don't make a mistake and believe that you're innocent," one of the other men said and issued a mainstay to successfully take the woman away without having to argue. "Mom shouldn't have to worry and fear like this. And I can go home after a few checks."

"Can I go home if I've checked?" Yueny stopped crying.

"Yes, if proven innocent."