When a Neglected Wife Moves

Whiney

"Hekm?" Smirk devil Edbert was on his back when he heard the sarcastic words of everyone who was stunned to see Brandon and Shasha on his laptop screen.

"Enjoy your regrets! Don't hesitate to whine at me when you change your mind! I'm still very well married to Jelita with my handsome son."

"You may curse me who is this bastard, but, don't equate my son with me! He's different!"

Everyone was ashamed to know the folly they had held together for almost three years of Jelita's marriage.

Finished was the purpose of Edbert's purpose to visit the home of his future ironclad, after it was felt enough Edbert went home without saying goodbye leaving the Jelita family in a state of wrath on Brandon Dwi Pangga.

Arriving outside the classic house Edbert chuckled crisply as if laughing at the loyal nature of his son "I wonder why Dylan's face looks like me, but his character looks like his mother! A handsome person should not be loyal, right!" He said lightly and Reno laughed crisply at the words of the Master.

"You could!"

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It did not take long, Galang and Tristan took their respective jackets and then stepped out to patronize Brandon's house with a firm jaw stretcher.

Jelita immediately followed her two brothers after knowing what had happened in the house some time ago.

Jelita could not see Edbert's arrival, he just came out after Galang and Tristan drove forward his car.

Mirea also had an angry time to blame her daughter, why should silence treated unfairly for two years more marriage with Brandon

Well, there are many out there women who are even willing to die for love, so it is not heavy if only willing to be in honey.

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An hour later, Galang and Tristan's car reached Brandon's yard, both coming out of the same car but from different doors.

Pucuk in love ulam also arrived, Brandon was engrossed in staring at the luxurious building across there, the building owned by Dylan.

Although Brandon's widowed status still remains in his old house, the days Brandon went through were staring at Dylan's house, hoping Jelita would show up in that house too.

Perhaps, Jelita the ex-wife has seriously married Dylan and lives together turned into a neighbor, honestly Brandon still wants to enjoy the beautiful face of Jelita even though she is no longer her husband.

I miss seeing the girl he married before graduating from college.

"Dee!" Shouted Galang, this twenty-seven-year-old man does have a grumpy attitude what else when it comes to his wife, mother and sister.

Brandon turned his head lightly with a twinkle of an eye that heard "Bang Galang." His greeting.

Bugh!

One jotosan just landed on the handsome face of Brandon Dwi Pangga "Bang, what does this mean?" The man retreated with indeterminate strides in the direction of "What's my fault? Why?" Ask like it's innocent.

Bugh!

"Still dare to ask what is your fault huh?" Pekik Tristan glared. Marseille's two lions are so creepy when they're out of confinement.

Galang grabbed a garden chair and floated it into the air "Just kill you now E'den!" His shouting.

So much did the sense of dogol in the chest not to think about the long-established relationship between them.

"Don't!" The voice of the woman prevented that cruel act of "Don't Bang! No!" Jelita stood right in front of Brandon trying to block the seat that would land on the man's body.

As Brandon's sweet smile broadens upon seeing his ex-wife's care "Jeje, I know you still love me so much!" Mumbled slowly.

"Had been hurt for years, you still defended him?" Sambar Tristan glared at his sister.

Jelita swiped the chair from Galang's hand and pulled her two brothers towards a car parked in the corner and then stood staring at the two full of urgency.

"He's going to have a concussion because he got hit by a car windshield! Jeje just don't want you to dirty your hands, while he's happy to escape the punishment! It's not exactly you who will languish behind bars after this!" Jelita.

"Jeje has been sincere, Jeje already wants to move on from all these shackles of the past, please give Jeje the opportunity to welcome the future with Jeje's own choice, do not keep looking back, please, if you want to avenge your pain, let the police act." Jelita continued, and her two brothers tried to accept even though their views circulated where.

"Now better Bang Galang, ..." Jelita stopped her sentence when she accidentally glanced to the right and saw the figure of a man standing by clenching his hands on the balcony there.

Dylan then entered his room without replying to the woman.

"Dylan!" Without a doubt Jelita ran out of the yard of her ex-husband's house to the yard of his future man's house.

"Oh, no, Dylan must have misunderstood!" He mumbled softly on the sidelines of his running.

Some men lowered their heads politely to welcome the arrival of the future Madam in the mansion.

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BRACKET!

In his hempas canvases from the top floor to the bottom floor until scattered scattered. All the servants lowered their heads not daring to stare at the face of that ruthless man.

"Dump all these paintings, if you need to burn them!" Declared.

It hurts to see her. Apparently, until this moment Jelita is still very concerned about her ex-husband.

Then why else would Dylan keep this feeling? Enough, maybe the first love can't just move.

Well, Dylan decided to stop admiring the women in the paintings, because it seemed very difficult to reach the heart and love of Jelita who had stuck to Brandon alone.

Outrage, maybe it's a word that deserves to describe Jelita's feelings for her.

"Dylan!" From the lower floor Jelita ran up the stairs "Dylan, ..." As much as Jelita was afraid of the man's jealousy so quickly the girl ran without fear of falling.

At first glance he glanced at the paintings that Dylan threw away, where one of them had a picture of him while he was still wearing a high school uniform. Maybe it was Jelita's beautiful face painting that Dylan first worked on.

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Arriving upstairs Dylan was about to close the door to his room but Jelita did not lose his mind, he pretended to be wedged in the whitewashed door "Aw aw Dylan, sick! Hiks hyks!" Complaints acting.

"Fuckin' shit!" Dylan cursed to himself, who was still worried in his wrath.

Dylan reopened the door that had not been closed, then grabbed the girl's tiny hand, making sure Jelita's flickering fingers were not hurt anything more bloody.

Jelita's lips mesam-mesem found Dylan's sweet treatment "I ain't papa darling." The woman on her tiptoes then whispered those words quietly.

"Ck!" Decak Dylan then slammed into Jelita's rough little hands "Get out of here!" Banish her. His gaze was so sharp that it filled with jealousy.

"Are you sure you kicked me out? Then, what about your proposal last night? Do you want to just cancel it?" Jelita cut her lips trying to look sweet in front of the man.

"Didn't you hear? Your parents have already rejected my proposal!" Ketus Dylan.

"You know, let me propose you to Om Edbert right now!" Jelita gawked away and the stunt managed to leave Dylan touched.

Dylan pulled back Jelita's tiny fingers so that the woman faced her "Actually what do you want? Sometimes defending your ex-husband, sometimes like this to me!" Her anyway.

"I'm not defending that guy! I again saved my two brothers, I don't want them to deal with the police just for smearing his hands, beating up a depraved man like him!" It seems that this time Jelita is not willing to mention Brandon's name anymore.

"I want us to get married, if we need to elope, both, don't mind my parents not taking care of us, I love you so much, I want to live with you, Dylan." Whine of the young widow.

"Buck!" Dylan turned his face the other way.

"Seriously!" Jelita stepped closer and increased the heel of her foot trying to cut the distance between them. A gentle kiss landed on Dylan's blushing lips without hesitation and embarrassment.

Apparently one eye Dylan is still able to catch the figure of a handsome man who is now standing behind Jelita's body.

Without regard to its existence. Dylan pressed the nape of the net trying to drown the woman's lips into the watery space of his ice cream.

Pagutan by pagutan Dylan gave to the tiny woman's soft lips while staring at Brandon who was still flinch staring at the activities of his love romance with Jelita.

Brandon had thought Jelita defended him because he still cares and still loves him, until he confidently followed his ex-wife to the house next door neighbor, ill-fated he actually found the scene very painful.

Like being torn apart by a dagger that has just been burned by embers. So hot it gets to the heart niche.

Jelita is right, the real revenge is not a blow that imprints on the visible part of the body but a wound that cannot be healed by any medicine.

A painful experience makes Jelita wiser to overcome all problems, the proof without him dismantling the betrayal that Brandon pointed at him. In the end it was revealed all without having to tire of complaining about anyone.

"Mr Brandon Dwi Pangga!"

Jelita gasped in shock at the stern voice that suddenly appeared in the room, she released the unification of her lips.

Then looking back at his body, apparently some security units deliberately came to Dylan's house to arrest ex-husband who Jelita himself did not know since when Brandon was there.

"Master! You we're under arrest for protecting the perpetrator of a crime, an attempted murder case committed by Miss Shasha Asmita." A police officer pointed out one warrant for arrest and detention for the suspect.

Brandon kelu, the man was no longer able to shuffle from his position, arrested and made a suspect is not how scary when compared to the pain when Jelita whining love other than him.

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