When a Neglected Wife Moves

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After dressing the wound in his hand, Edbert returned to his first wife's super king-sized bed. Apparently Ranti was asleep.

He then entered into a thick blanket of pink and lay on his side rubbing his wife's cheeks while looking fixed on Ranti's natural face.

He used to fall in love when the beautiful face was still very innocent, very young, because they were married at the age of Ranti who was sixteen years.

Apparently after being entangled in the love of Mila the young widow's secretary, Edbert turned away from the face of the ayu.

"Are you seriously getting married again, Edbert?" At first glance he recalled the time when Ranti showed a shocked face many years ago.

"Well, I want to marry Mila, I don't want to hide it from you, if you'll allow me, I'll marry her tomorrow!"

Ranti was stunned at that moment, then nodded after a moment of silence "I allow, as long as you can still justly divide my rights as a wife!" Say it at that time.

Edbert clasped Ranti's hand with a sweet smile on her lips "Of course, dear, I love you sincerely, all I have is yours, I promise I won't waste you in this house. What I collect will only be your right! From you and back to you!" Said.

"I just don't want to lie to you, you know I often go out of town, and have to go for days with Mila, I don't want you to keep thinking about me, I don't want you to keep thinking about me, now let me just get married again." Her request.

Ranti nodded several times with a face that Edbert could not mean "I'm sincere, get married again! I know that pure, pure, sincere love doesn't always have to be shown with a biological touch, just have fun!"

Edbert still remembered the moment Ranti left him after saying that.

Tis!

Tears escaped from his dam until it fell onto Ranti's smooth cheek, Edbert was filled with excitement recalling the incident "I'm sorry." His whisper was very soft.

Ranti was jolted but did not want to get out of her eyes, let this time Edbert cry over his mistakes, his regrets, but not the least Ranti intended to calm the heart of the man who had been hurting him.

Despite asking for permission, despite still granting rights, despite the fact that Edbert was just having fun with his women, it still hurt a lot.

Maybe Edbert thinks Ranti will say "I forgive you." But no, Ranti's been completely frozen and may never be able to melt again.

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Outside the room, two women walked back and forth with riled faces. No doubt, they are none other than Bella and also Mila.

"I should give you some more sleeping pills! Let Daddy not see Ka Ranti! How about Ka Ranti get pregnant again? Could be less and less our inheritance rations Ka!" Rutuk Bella's.

"You are wrong too! Why is Ka Mila wrong, right? You should've taken care of Daddy today!" Reply Mila with the same facial expression as Bella.

Both were furious when they found out Edbert was back in the arms of his first wife, threatened, their position was already very threatened, so far Mila had tried not to let Edbert enter the sacred room.

But this time, the two women conspire in vain, Edbert escapes his petty entanglement.

"What's wrong?" Hendra suddenly touches Bella's shoulder until she turns to him "Hmm? What are you standing in front of Mami Ranti's room?" Ask ensures.

"Daddy, Daddy's sleeping here now, satisfy you!" Ketus Mila "You should speed up the pace so that some of Daddy's property goes into your account! You are the finance director! Be slow!" The woman was really damning her son.

Hendra turned his head to the right and left making sure no one heard their conversation "We should just go into Mamah's room. Don't talk here! Remember, Dylan is in this house!" His whisper was reminiscent of a furrowed eyebrow.

Bella and Mila nodded then the three walked into Mila's room to plan a mission back as they had been doing all along.

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In the other room, Jelita and Dylan giggled at the screen of the laptop that was lying on Jelita's lap. While Jelita herself was engrossed in sitting on the lap of her handsome husband.

"Basar of greedy people! Usually hunch!" Bump Jelita on the three people who gathered on his laptop screen.

"My wife's idea is brilliant too!" Dylan landed a kiss on the beautiful woman's cheek "Now we're going to kick them out of here, with no honor! We'll get them back to where they came from!" A smile appeared on the corner of his lips.

Jelita closed the laptop and placed the square device on the surface of the sofa before turning her body to face Dylan "But, Dylan I want to work on your ex-boyfriend! It's a lot of entertainment!" Jelita continued with her hunch, her eyebrows had even gone up and down.

Dylan shook his head a few times, not expecting his wife's mischief after he married "My wife is getting naughty, what if now, your husband is just raping you hmm? Pretty much a tube." Her seduction.

"Can!" Jelita.

So is the relationship based on trust, despite having to live with Dylan's ex-lover, Jelita never felt the slightest bit discouraged, because Dylan kept being around her and never gave any woman a chance to get close to him. Dylan is certainly different from Brandon who only said love on the lips.

Once again tonight Dylan and Jelita's bed was pounding so much, Jelita was so good at making her husband float that she didn't want to stop somewhere else. Only Jelita can he taste the pleasure.

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The next day, as usual Dylan and Jelita join breakfast together, this time the look of Edbert's face is sad, no smile that adorns the face of his Hot Daddy.

After realizing his wife's feelings of pride were dead, Edbert seemed unable to show a row of white teeth.

Right at 09:40, Edbert met a psychologist, to get enlightenment from the problems he was facing right now.

Some minions are never left behind, always following his swinging footsteps.

"Please sit down, sir." A man named Arya invited Edbert to sit in the guest chair. A minimalist room dominated by white and gray.

"Thank you." As usual Edbert sat down while resting on his pride iron rod.

In the room, Edbert recounted all the complaints that he felt, let the man with an academic degree of psychology master be the growth of his anxiety this time.

"So, your wife can't feel your touch?" Arya gasped at Edbert's words. Cases like this are very rare to meet even maybe the first he heard but still there is an explanation of the cause.

"In the world of psychology, there is a PTSD post traumatic stress disorder or better known as posttraumatic stress disorder, it's a mental disorder that arises after a person experiences or witnesses an unpleasant event, or, anxiety disorders that make sufferers remember traumatic events. Symptoms can vary, and this time Mrs Ranti lost her love interest." Arya.

"What should I do to restore her love? I'm sure he still loves me very much, just, ...."

"I know what you mean Sir, I must dare to say this bitter thing to you." Sela Arya trims Edbert's expression.

"Difficult, curing mental illness, if the sufferer himself, has no desire to heal. Psychic is different from physical, maybe with drugs, wounds on a person's body will be 80% chance of recovery, but psychic is not that easy. You need to be more patient with this kind of sufferer." His speech.

"Maybe you can start with therapy through heart-to-heart chatting, to restore your wife's lost trust." Changed again.

Edbert was stunned to look at the face of the man, of all that Arya clearly right, the possibility of Ranti healing was only a little.

Is it still possible that Ranti wants to be spoken to from heart to heart? Is it possible for Ranti to trust him again after what she has done? Edbert is back.

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Meanwhile, at night in the folding chair of the balcony of a handsome young man's room, the sound of guitar shuffling flowed beautifully along with the tone of longing which was also no less melodious. Who else if not the slave doctor love Neng Ranti?

Again I can't tiduuuuuur......

Again, I can't do it......

My mind is always on......

Your face is always blazing......

"Gary!" One man surprised the handsome young man to stop the sound of his gala longing.

"Fuck!" Garry turned his head and looked at the father who people refer to as a doctor geneticist named Mario Van Houten.

"It's already night! Sleep on! Even jrang jreng jrang jreng not clear you!" Mario ketus.

Garry folded his lips "Indeed Papah ga denger Garry song what? Garry can't sleep anymore! Keep thinking of Neng Ranti who bohay that plump!"

"You're!" Mario fretted his son's ear furiously "Ah Pah sick!"

"He's a man's wife! You can be in the same crowd if you dare to take someone's wife, Garry!" His impact.

Garry gave a weak snort "Originally in marriage after that, Garry willingly in the thud until battered also ga papa Pah." Answer irent.

"Hastaga! What's wrong with my son, God?" Mario scooped his face riled up with a gaze that circulated everywhere then then looked towards his son back "You know Ranti's husband is the big boss, Garry!"

"Why indeed? I am also the second descendant of the Hardiansyah doctor, my wealthy grandfather!" Sela Garry fast.

"Open we have a company too? Grandpa's pharmaceutical company? Not to mention our hospitals are scattered everywhere! Garry's a plastic surgeon who once operated tens of millions of dollars! If it's just a matter of material, aaaaahhh!" Garry showed the tip of his nails in a trivial tinge "CiiiiL..." Said.

"Lagian Neng Ranti is not a matre girl! Garry knows he's sincere! Will Garry please Neng Ranti with a million loves, a million loves, a million cares, a myriad, ...."

"Stop!" Sela Mario covers both ears with both hands "Nyerocos do you say!" His impact.

"Ranti's your mother's age! Find another, single one, who doesn't have a husband! If you still dare to mess with Ranti again, Papah must match you!" Threaten Mario glare at his youngest son.

"Free, I just like Neng Ranti! Want to be in a mate with anyone, will only add to the problem." Garry put down his guitar then entered the room and let his father flinch in his place.

Forgetting? Not never tried, but Garry always wanted Ranti, that makes Garry sure that his love is a sign that he is paired with the adult woman.

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