When a Neglected Wife Moves

BC, can't be mad at you

The night wind blows strong, hit the fragile body of a beautiful twilight woman. No matter how old she was, that pretty face remained attached, unwilling to be strident.

In between the senile Ranti, apparently there is a hope that she still hulls high. I hope all of this will be controlled according to imagination.

In an outdoor dining venue with a special message, Ranti sits on one of the famous luxury restaurant chairs.

Hanging lanterns, aromatherapy candles, all the usual gadgets found in romantic places accompany the place. Dresses in black that is Reliable, adding to the impression of elegance and luxury.

"Dear." A soft whisper sounded melodious in the ears, Ranti turned her head and smiled sweetly at the man.

Garry is still very handsome with his white shirt, even more handsome after being happy with his girlfriend.

"What's this about? My wife asked me out?" Ask.

Ranti grabbed Garry's arm. "Sit here Daddy." Declared. He directed Garry to sit in the chair next to him.

Garry smiled according to. "You're really tumben ngajak dating like this. What's the matter? Neng Ranti puberty again?" Her ledek.

"It's not Neng who is pubescent, but you have to pubescent again." Connect Ranti.

Garry frowned. "You mean?"

Ranti waved at one beautiful girl who was still twenty-two years old. The student was one of Ranti's orphanage children.

Garry looked suspiciously at the girl sitting in front of him. "You asked me out on a date but brought your foster kids?" The doctor turned once more to his wife, protesting.

Ranti nodded. "Dear." She reached for her husband's hand, and Garry began to suspect something.

"Married again. After I leave, he will replace me. Her name is Rere, this smart girl of mine is my trusty soul mate to you."

"Replace!" Garry glared. He took off his wife's hands spontaneously. "How could you possibly want that?"

The girl named Rere lowered her face, Garry's refusal scaring her. Marrying a man who does not love her is not her will, but Rere has promised to obey Ranti's orders. Until that big, Ranti is the one who contributed a lot in her life. Rere wants what else? Besides receiving.

"We're home." Take Garry. The sharp gaze drew so straight at the look in Ranti's eyes.

Ranti shakes. "Daddy."

"There's nothing to talk about anymore, I don't like your jokes!" Garry Sambar.

"It's not a joke, you promised yourself that you'd marry another woman after I left." Ranti said.

"But you'll outlive me!" Sela Garry ketus.

"I'm tired of living, I think I should rest in peace." Ranti Kekeuh.

"Enough!" Garry ended the debate with a loud screech. The sound of breathing rumbled, of course this was painful.

Ranti grabbed her husband's arm. "Garrry. I can't serve you anymore, can I? Rere could be the ideal wife for you."

"My whole life. I'm just gonna marry you, okay?" Garry is sure.

Ranti shakes. "You broke your promise to me."

"Bet all the promises I ever made to you, Yank, I'll do before death to pick me up, but, I don't want to get married again." Cetus Garry's.

"Is it hard to get married again?"

Gerald was present in the middle of them, standing right behind the body of his parents, Ranti also called her second son, to be introduced to the future mother.

Garry glanced at Gerald. "There's nothing we need to talk about, I'm waiting for you at home. Gerald's gonna take you home." He got up from sitting and left.

Ranti shook her head looking at the dashing back of her husband. "Daddy, Garry, baby." Call her.

However, the handsome doctor was still unwilling to heed the call from him.

Gerald sat on the chair Garry had just left. He held his mother's hand full of tenderness. The look inside him is stretched.

"Mammi made Daddy mad again." Gerald.

"Is it hard to get married again? Rere's a good girl. She's gonna be your next mom, Dylan." Ranti Sanggah.

"Gerald, it's Gerald." The young man never remembered his name.

"Well, Gerald." Ranti calls her call. "You see, Mammi is senile, Mammi can never again afford to give happiness to your Daddy." His word.

"Why are you the same!" Ranti Berang.

"Mammi." Gerald held his mother's hand, approaching her face.

"Dylan,"

"Gerald Mamm." Again Ranti does not remember the name of her second son, this is also painful for Gerald.

Ranti nodded. "Gerald, Mammi's promise, one day, you'll reunite Rere with your Daddy."

"Mamm."

"Promise Darling. Mammi begs, or Mammi will continue to feel guilty for ruining his future." Connect with Ranti again. "Married to a twilight woman, this is your Daddy's biggest mistake, Mammi wants to leave Daddy quietly. Promise me." Push her.

Gerald sculpted. "Who would betray a good woman like you, Mammi. Daddy's the one who loves you the most." His inner.

......................

Tomorrow. Morning dew has been broadcasting coolness, Garry has been tidy with his doctor's clothes. Cold Garry attitude that Ranti felt after meeting him last night at the restaurant with Rere.

"Daddy's breakfast." Randy welcomes himself to the dining table.

"Emm." Garry sat on the main seat of the long table. Gerald followed in his white-gray outfit, sitting on one of the chairs after putting down his school bag.

Fried rice that they will eat to prop up the stomach in this morning. A little heavy breakfast became the habit of the happy family.

Ranti took the rice and gave it to Garry's plate. "Yes. Gerald needs a new car, which crashed yesterday and dented." Her speech.

Garry nodded. "He's gonna get her, this afternoon." Said.

Gerald scowled. "Thank You Daddy."

The two began a breakfast ritual together. Ranti just silently looked at her husband's face.

"Daddy still mad?" He rubbed the man's thigh.

Garry. "I can never be angry with you." Her speech.

Ranti smiles. "Thank you so much for not being angry anymore. Please don't be cold like this. Tomorrow morning I may not be with you anymore."

"Mamm!" Gerald slammed the rough cutlery in his hand causing a rowdy sound there. The young man stared at his mother's protest. "Can't you just don't keep talking like that?"

Garry gently rubbed his son's back, trying to temper his anger. "Have it, don't mind your mother, just eat." His futures.

"Gerald's no appetite!" The handsome young man grabbed the bag from the table and left just like that with a wrathful face.

Hearing Ranti's speech that's it, makes Gerald's mood is not good. It was always the death that Ranti spoke of. Is there no best prayer? Why aging Ranti sucks for him.

Garry turned to Ranti. "You're so happy you messed up our breakfast? Just keep pessimistic about your condition. I just hate your pessimistic words so much, what else is your son."

Garry grabbed his briefcase, peeked at his wife's forehead, cheeks, and lips. "I'm leaving, you're fine." Said.

Just as Garry got up and saw that Ranti had already grabbed her hand, she stood up to her husband. "Give me your warm kiss." Pintanya.

Never being able to resist it, Garry was a man who could never afford to be angry at his beloved wife.

Ranti grabs the thin side-floated cheeks of the man anchoring a friendly kiss on his blushing Garry lips. Elusan teases Ranti on Garry's sensitive part.

Garry closed his eyes enjoying every soft touch that Ranti gave, long time he did not do that, Ranti continued to say pain when in contact. Garry couldn't ask for it. Sometimes they just play from the outside. As long as Garry is satisfied.

"Miss." Garry broke their lip dispute when they felt aroused. "You'll be sick later." His speech.

Ranti stared into that handsome face, the more the good looks of Garry the more in line. "I'm sorry." Her chirps.

"For what?"

"I always make you angry, I'm not good at making you guys feel at home for a long time chatting with me." Ranti.

"I can never be mad at you Neng. You're my darling." Garry hugged the woman. "Don't be pessimistic about your age, you'll outlive me."

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