
Tok...tok..tok.
"It's a moment." replied Aira from inside.
Cklakk.the door opens.
"Ma..mas who is this woman?." Aira suddenly became stuttering after seeing her husband coming with a woman.
Andra pulled the woman's waist and hugged her.
Test!!! one drop of clear liquid escaped from his withered eyes.
"He's my new lover." Andra with her ease.
"Let's love us in." he immediately brought the woman into his house without caring about Aira who was crying.
"Wait." said Aira.
the two of her turned around and Aira stared intently at her second direction.
"Who are you." looked up Aira to the woman.
"I'm her lover mas Andra." replied the woman.
"It's nice of you to call my husband a mas!." Aira had already begun to lose consciousness.
"We also married betel yesterday and we want a honey moon" said the woman.
Duar!!!!!. Aira's heart shattered into pieces" after hearing that.
"What are you saying!." jolted Aira raised her hand.
"mas Andra my betel husband." answered the woman taking refuge in Andra.
"Stop!!." jolted Andra.
"Why mas." asked Aira with a wry smile and tears that kept flowing.
"Don't slap anggi!." jolted Andra at Aira again.
"Ohhh so his name is Anggi." Aira nodded smiling wryly and still crying.
"Well, is there no other man" who can accompany you other than my husband? if you snatch my husband you must have been the one who teased him and you know that seductress is the name of a prostitute" Aira said in a dismissive and clarifying tone in the prostitute's words.
Anggi glared at her dislike eyes.
"Mass." whined Anggi holding Andra's hand.
"Enough Aira!." jolted Andra at Aira.
"And you are! you have no heart! don't remember if you already have Deva?!." joked Aira no less high.
"Yes!!! I remember but Anggi is more everything" than you from the body, the career, all of it and I'm sure surely he can take care of his body more than you." replied Andra.
it's true Anggi is more plump than Aira body like Spanish guitar and Aira saw his own body and has started to be unkempt because he was busy taking care of Deva what else he always wore an ordinary negligee when at home.
"Mama." call Deva with her small steps closer to Aira.
buru" Aira wiped away her tears.
"yes, baby, why?." asked aira.
"Deva laper." whined the boy to his mother.
"Begging Rani first well dear." said Aira crouched down in front of Deva.
Deva turned around to look at her father.
"Who is the Aunt?" asked Deva innocently pointing at Anggi.
Deva looked at her mother confused.
"Mama? Deva has a mama again what does she mean? Deva doesn't understand." asked Deva innocently to her mother.
"Deva gausah dengerin papa ya pity later Deva follow mama yah." replied Aira and in a nod Deva.
"Hallo dear Aunt Anggi we play yuk later Auntie buy many toys." Anggi approached Deva but what happened? Deva looked scared and hurried" hugging Aira.
"Deva to mba Rani first well." said Aira and Deva according to.
"mass why is Deva afraid of me?" whined spoiled Anggi to Andra.
aira's heart was so broken seeing the scene in front of her how could her husband marry a betel without her knowledge?.
"You're evil mas." Sira cried as she pleased.
"We're separated" said Aira staring blankly at Andra.
"Ngga." answered Andra.
"We part!." stressed Aira.
"Nga! I don't want to separate from you." Andra insisted.
Plaque!!. One slap was given by Aira to Andra.
"You're selfish! already married again but do not want to split with me!." snapped Aira.
"And you!." snapped Aira at Anggi.
Plaque!!. One slap landed smoothly on Anggi's cheek.
"it's something that's appropriate for a rich prostitute!" said Aira, repressively pointing at Anggi, who was still holding her painful cheek.
"Okee we split up but Deva's coming with me" Andra said.
"Ck ck ck I will not let the big Deva with the people who are afraid of him" replied Aira staring cynically at Anggi.
"Yes there take care of Deva and I won't give you a dime." explained Andra.
"Okeees! thank you for everything." said Aira staring in disbelief at Andra for doing so.
he went upstairs to tidy up his "goods and deva's" and then he went down again.
"Where are we going?" asked Deva.
"We go to grandfather aji's house." replied Aira.
'Definitely because" Auntie was the mama gone.' Deva's inner face turned very angry.
"Deva here son." Andra widens her arms hoping Deva hugs her.
"Papa is evil!!." cried Deva then walked quickly with his mama.
"This I return." said Aira release her wedding ring and diamond necklace that You had given for the anniversary.
"Let's go Deva." Aira and Deva then left the mansion.
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