When a Neglected Wife Moves

Nseven monthly.

The seventh monthly event was held at the residence of Brandon Dwi Pangga, all guests from the upper to middle class Brandon invited including all neighbors around the elite complex including Dylan Jackson.

"Congratulations, ..." A sweet smile accompanied Dylan's words. He thrust one sheet of canvas eighty times eighty cm in size that he neatly wrapped on the big pregnant woman.

"Thank you for the Mafia." Jelita gives a whin of her white teeth teasing "BTW what is this? Is this a painting?" Jelita hoped that Dylan would nod, already from the beginning the woman admired the paintings displayed on each side of her next door neighbor's house.

"Yes, just open it."

Really, Jelita's eyes were so perfectly rounded with her lips flabbergasted when she saw the initials of the DJ imprinted in the bottom corner of her beautiful face painting.

"It's not the work of the famous DJ, is it? Are you seriously loving me? Look at me getting prettier in her hand painting right away." Jelita's eyes shimmered cheerfully catching the handsome man's nod "It sure is expensive, isn't it Dylan?"

"Relax, I subscribe so there is a little kortingan." Canda Dylan with a faint smile.

"Yes," Jelita still displays a gleeful face as if getting a chunk of diamond "Thank you Dylan, I've always loved the same DJ artwork." Evidently.

"Oh yeah? You know where?" Ask Dylan.

"From Papi Anson, he used to collect expensive items, well since then I started to like his works." Jelita continued enthusiastically.

"If you had met DJs in person, what would you have done?" Ask Dylan.

"Seek for autographs."

"That's all? Why don't you just kiss her, her cheek might." Dylan's proposal hopes.

"I didn't, uh, the first time I saw a DJ about ten years ago, maybe it's old now." Jelita chuckles as well as Dylan who also laughs, what if Jelita knows the DJ is Dylan Jackson? A handsome man now standing in front of him.

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In the corner of the place a few pairs of eyes were staring at them with mouth dabbling "Eh jeng, ..." A woman patted Emma's shoulder as she approached her ear.

"Someone wants me to talk about Emma." The middle-aged woman whispered to Jelita's in-laws.

"Dad, is the banquet bad?" Just ask Emma plain.

"No, it's not like that, I just want to give you a report on the suspicious behavior of Emma's daughter-in-law for the past few months." Said the woman.

"report? What report?"

"Have been a few months, son-in-law Emma often messing around with the next door neighbor. Watch out loh jeng, today gini likes no cheating wife." The woman was pumping.

Emma giggled "Allah, the jerk could have been, yes no maybe Jelita cheated, she love dead with my handsome son!" Throw her confidence.

"Thank God if you're so jeng, but ready umbrella before the rain, be careful before the cheers, usually a quiet girl like no problem actually quietly washed away."

Emma was dismissive but her mind weighed the reports of her son's front neighbor. What's more after seeing Jelita's carefree face when facing Dylan Jackson whose good looks are on par with his son, it's not impossible if that happens.

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The night Jelita re-opened expensive gifts from her husband's colleagues as well as her director's brothers, it made Shasha again feel jealous of her lover's wife, shah, because since becoming pregnant Jelita continues to get gifts also more attention from everyone including Brandon Dwi Pangga.

"Look at E'den, this is so funny, I love it!" Jelita shows off a special pillow for pregnant women with her favorite Mikey mouse character.

"E'den, yesterday I was also in a diamond necklace, do you think it fits in my neck?" Jelita asks her husband to show her to Shasha.

"Good, that fits perfectly." Brandon glanced slightly at Shasha, he was also guarding one more heart, however Shasha was still his beloved woman.

"Yes, I'm also in love with Dylan's painting, he said he got a copy from the painter, this is the original artwork, DJ loh, E'den." Jelita was enthusiastic.

"Oh yeah? DJ work is very expensive, are you sure it's genuine?" Connect Brandon.

"Originally, he's super tajir twisting." Sela Jelita is sure.

"Do you know where he's twisted from?" Brandon frowned.

"Huh? Emmh, I-I said that front neighbor, he used to say that." Kilah Jelita stamped "Oh god. Sloppy, why do you say that, what if E'den knows you are now familiar with Jelita's next-door neighbor?" His mind is damning itself.

"Thank God if it's real, where are you going to put it?"

"In dong's room!"

While Shasha seemed to be weaving her lips in jealousy with all that Jelita had, "Jeje's son, in love continued the same gift Papi Mas Brandon." Jutek.

"I changed my mind, why didn't I get pregnant? I got the luxury car." His regrets in the mind.

Last night the woman kept thinking about the benefits Jelita got after the news of her pregnancy.

Should he never give Jelita a chance to get pregnant, he should never give her a chance to fuck his wife, Shasha regrets being so sorry.

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Again, the day just changed. It's been a weekly routine, Shasha stayed overnight and the next day she came home. But it seems not for this Monday, Shasha prefers to stay one more day at her lover's house.

"Jeje where's Mbok?" Shasha asked Mina who was now standing at the side of the dining table to clean up the rest of the plates of the former woman.

"Mrs young in the room, she sleeps Non. Maybe it's from the baby who likes to sleep at this hour. His stomach is also growing." The answer.

"Oh." Shortly after that Shasha walked up the stairs to the guest room that is now in Jelita. Already from last night the woman prepared a plan to make Jelita estrange again from the affection of Brandon and Anson Dwi Pangga.

She opens the door to Jelita's room, which happens to be unlocked, and sees the pregnant woman drowning under a thick blanket of dark blue (Navi), walking slowly closer. In his gaze was so piercing the beautiful face of his rival with a dogol that strangled his heart.

"I'm sorry Je, but, I have to do this to you, before you take away everything that should be mine." She muttered on the lips "Let me get pregnant with Mas Brandon's child, you don't have to get pregnant!" He continued whispering softly which only he heard by himself.

He turned to the right, saw a long bottle of olive oil and immediately a dirty thought supported his greed.

"You should miscarry Jeje." Pour one bottle of olive oil to the toilet on the floor where Jelita may step on the marble. Wishing the baby in Jelita's womb to die before birth.

"I still can't get you out of my boyfriend, but at least I can get your baby out of Jelita!" He muttered again very slowly.

Shasha then came out of Jelita's room with a grin at the end of her lips "Hopefully not only is your child dead, but you are also disabled, well, at least your legs are paralyzed." Hope her.

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