
Dion escorted his mother into the room to rest. Walk slowly and then lay the half-old body to the bed.
"Well, Mama has to rest" he said, then got up and looked at his second wife.
"Reta, look after Mama. I'll be right back." Dion's gone. I don't know what he'll take. His steps look very fast.
Maybe he's still worried. Look at the bruises on the mother's cheek. Of course it's not the heart.
Reta just obeyed her husband's orders. Now sitting by the bed. Accompany and care for the in-laws.
"Still, sick Mah?" He asked after seeing the red wound on the right cheek.
"Of course it hurts! Cih, that damn woman. Just watch him." Decak Miss Diana was furious.
"Mama can still curse? doesn't that look so weak." Sindir Reta who understands her mother-in-law's plan.
Miss Diana shone a spotlight on her daughter-in-law. It's upset and happy to feel it now.
How not, even though he got the blow, his son Dion managed to reply. It's not a blow but more than that.
Seeing Rika who was so pitiful earlier made her a little happy and forgot about the pain in her cheek.
Heh, feel you Rika. Dare to fight me, her mind cheering.
"Well, that dress in Rika's shop was pretty good."Reta said after a moment of silence.
Remember it was spinning at the time yes and her mother-in-law was in Rika's boutique.
Early in the morning, these two people had already launched the action.
They came to Rika's boutique to pick up some dresses. If they move early, nothing will get in the way.
They are content to take whatever is there.
His na'as when they had already made it in, some pet dogs had somehow appeared from nowhere coming and attacked the two.
They ran here and there. The pets kept chasing until they got in the car.
Huh, if you remember the fierce dog as if memorizing the dead face of Miss Diana and Reta. It must be Rika who has instilled the memory of the hostility.
Eventually the two men left without bringing anything. That's why Miss Diana was so angry and upset after coming home from there. Rika is impossible to let the shop cososng even for a moment.
If someone can't take care of him then a dog is fine. There were only two criminals, honey and her mother-in-law.
"When you look at it, it seems to suit me." Reta said with sparkling eyes.
"So you mean you have to go there and face the dogs."
The train bowed lethargicly then said."Em, not Mah, Reta is okay. The clothes that had been plastered in the warehouse still fit on my body."
"I'll just wear that. Than not wearing clothes."
Miss Diana rolled a lazy eye. Both of his daughters-in-law are good at welding. Seeking sympathy to have his wishes obeyed.
People will be sorry to see his expression.
Dion came up with a container of warm water in his hand. I put the luggage down and said.
"Well, here I compress first."
Miss Diana nodded with a smile.
Dion took a small piece of cloth.
Dipped then squeezed. Gently he began to rub it into the flat part.
"It's still sick, Mah?"
Miss Diana nodded slowly.
"No, baby."
"Here we go, let me continue."Reta requests.
Dion refused.
"No, you better get some food. Mama may be hungry after being bullied with Rika."
Reta nodded.
"Good Mas."
****
In the dining room.
Reta came with a plate in her hand.
He grabbed the white rice in front of Rika. At first glance he glanced at the homeowner who looked to chew greedily.
He refused to say hello. Remembering the incident. Reta just focused on scooping up the rice spoon for the in-laws.
Rika eats in silence. His mouth is ready to talk. Just look lazy it feels. Rika just focused on eating and finishing her food.
"Mba, please get me the fried chicken."Reta requests.
Rika did not respond.
Reta breathed her rough breath.
"Just like, the fish." Rika still doesn't say. His eyes remained focused on his food.
"Mba, this is rice for our mother-in-law."
Rika stopped eating. His eyes now piqued sharply towards Reta who seemed to be looking at him.
"Who do you think you dare to rule me?"resounding.
"Sorry Mba I just ...?" Not done yet Reta said Rika cut it right away.
"Eh you heard yeah. You're hitchhiking here. My hostess. Remember that!"
Reta frowning. I do not accept it because the first wife of her husband even reminded her of his position in this house.
"Loh mba, why bring my status? I know that I'm just Dion's sir's wife. I'm just hitchhiking at Mba's."
"It's conscious. But how are you still nyolot yah?" Reta was silent for a moment. His mouth was confused again what to say. But he can not lose the debate with the first wife of her husband.
"Mba I have the right to live in this house it's because of my husband, M. Dion."
Rika smiled in disbelief at the words of her husband's wife. Reta, from where she got that incredible confidence. Well, does every actor have to pedean as high as the sky.
Oh really have no veins of shame.Rika so sick of dealing with it.
A few sheets of note paper were thrown Rika right on the face of Reta. Dion's second wife picked up to see what it was.
His eyes are perfectly rounded. Five hundred million, that's written there.
"What is mba?"
Rika quickly replied "that's a debt you have to pay me."
Reta was obviously shocked to hear that.
"Hahhhh!! That much, how much more up?"
"That's all I'm adding to your cost here. Stay at my house, we thought it was free!" Sadistically.
"Hahhhhh!!" Reta could only be surprised to hear it.
"Oh well, it's just the cost of staying. Feeding costs, bathing, sleeping not yet well. Em, if the cost of eating seems to be going up. You know that Minya's fried, sugar, salt, it's up."
"Hahhhhh!!"
Reta can only gap by its width. His jaw if it can fall down just fall. Flies too, if you want to enter, please.
The amount of debt he had to pay was that much. This must be crazy. Revealing that much debt is like a piercing stab in his soul.
Die and disappear then.
Rika threw back a piece of paper.
"Oh yeah, for our mother-in-law. I have also accumulated debt."
"A little bit, like six hundred million. That includes my mental treatment costs. Being bullied and bullied by him needs care too."
Again and again Reta can only be mangap with its width. Huh, never thought that Rika would take everything into account.
Even to the smallest detail. Oh, my God, this is so heartbreaking.
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