Weak Wife Becomes Strong

Luka Saira's

The woman walked slowly to her room. The pain in his waist was nothing compared to the pain in his heart. He did not expect that having Aksa would be this painful. Regret often approached him. The pride he used to boast about, in fact, never meant anything. Never mind loving her, just staring at her has made Aksa sick. If an object was in Aksa's hands, it might have floated into his face.

He stared at his diary with sadness. There is at least one friend who is ready to accommodate all his complaints. A book with blue combined with gold. Very elegant blend. He opened slowly while taking a pen. He wrote everything he experienced today. I could not feel her tears flowing through some paper.

"The whole roar of my breath, only happiness I want to achieve with Aksa. But it feels impossible to happen, considering my past mistakes are so gray to be happy."

He continued to scratch his pen with tears.

"My husband's happiness is everything. If I love her, I can make her happy. Whether I am or not, the most precious is Izora."

He closed his book after he finished pouring out his entire heart today. He looked at the eyes looking coldly at the camera. The photo will always bear witness to how unhappy the marriage he had with the man he loved was with half his life.

In the other room, Aksa was staring at the photo of her engagement to Izora. Although initially upset, now they have re-established a relationship behind Saira. What she was most grateful for was that both her mother and mother-in-law knew of their relationship. It was like getting a green light from both of them.

"Darling, I'll make sure that woman pays for everything she's done with us. You and I should be separated because of his selfishness."

he took his cell phone and called someone.

"Hello, darling! Where and what else?"

"Yes, I am there now, yes" Aksa said with a smile.

"Sir, dinner is ready," ucpnya tried to strengthen his voice so as not to waver.

Aksa stared lazily, "I have an appointment with my lover! You eat by yourself!"

"But, Brother. I've prepared everything!"

Aksa stared intently at the bead that now looked down in fear. "Don't take care of me fucking woman! You take care of your disgusting life, you cheap lady."

Aksa immediately slammed the door right in front of Saira's face. The girl was holding her chest that was agonizing. He will follow Aksa and meet the man's lover. He will not remain silent. Soon he rushed to his room and got ready.

Twenty minutes later...

Aksa has arrived at a fancy restaurant. Saira has also arrived, she wears a hoddie to cover her head along with a mask. He sat at the corner table facing Aksa who was waiting for someone. His heart is already tempestuous will grab whoever the woman is.

"Hi, honey." a voice said.

Saira who was choosing the menu, was surprised by the familiar voice. He looked up and his heart seemed to stop beating. That woman—his husband's affair is Izora. He was about to cry. However, there was another surprise that made him unable to pucker up. There he saw the arrival of his mother and father-in-law approaching two lovebirds who were drunk with romance.