When My Wife Is No Longer Spoiled

S2: Death Pinch

Laila immediately pulled out her hand. It was heartless to make an older person kiss the back of his hand. Moreover, seeing the King's mother crying because of apologizing to him.

"Wrong is your son, Madam. So, there's no need for you to apologize. I'm also trying to forgive your son's mistakes! No need to be sad anymore!"

Laila said in a gentle and polite tone. Making the old woman's heart warm, she was very happy, because in fact Laila was more than her expectations. From Laila's maternal and hardworking aura it was also simple to make the King's Mother fall for her.

The king was only able to bow his head helplessly, he was too embarrassed to just meet face to face with Laila or her mother. Hurt a woman is the same as hurting her mother.

But the king forgot about it. He hurt Laila. But trust me, it's only Laila that he hurts. The other woman did not.

"Thank you, Beautiful. You're already willing to forgive your son." The old woman stroked the back of Laila's hand. He grasped her very gently, making Laila's heart feel warm. Because he can feel the sincerity of the King's mother.

Trying to make a fine face, but Laila was very moved by the kindness of the King Mother who lowered her pride to apologize for all the mistakes of the King. Moreover, the King's family was very welcome to him.

"And, please bring my granddaughter to play outside! All the gifts for the twins and their friends!" tell the father with full authority.

Dani nodded in understanding, because surely the father wanted to have a serious talk with the King and Laila.

"Good, Dad. Come on, pretty and handsome. We'll take a gift for you and your friend Mamat cs!" take Dani to the twins to make the two children laugh happily.

"Yeay ..by-by. Come, Uncle. We'll see it!"

The twins clasped Dani's hands, they came out of the house leaving the parents who seemed to be talking seriously.

Laila was very nervous. But, trying to be okay.

"So, what about your relationship? Want to unite or stay apart?" ask the father in a diplomatic tone. Full of wisdom and very wise.

The king looked at Laila with hopeful eyes. But, Laila immediately threw away her face staring at the King's father.

"Separate, Sir. I'm still comfortable on my own and I'm in the phase of trying to forgive your child. Not forgiving, let alone joining him! Please understand, sir."

Laila spoke straightforwardly making the King feel claustrophobic. His heart ached, like it was hit by a beam. He did not dwell, having promised himself not to force Laila's will.

The King's father and mother let out a long sigh. They understand how Laila feels, must be very sick and still hate the King.

"Alright, Son. We will not force you to accept our son. Because we know it must be very difficult for you along with a depraved, depraved, demonic, demonic, evil, crocodile, lizard butts–,"

Not even the old man continued his words. Dimas rubbed his father's shoulder.

"Patience, Dad. Remember that! Dad pray, do not let the reward of your prayers decrease because of cursing the devil!" dimas said he was trying to calm his father who, when he was angry, would get out of control.

The king could only bite his lower lip. The man's eyes glazed over, already rejected by the woman he loved, plus insulted by his own father in front of the woman he loved.

Present, Mak ... Where does the King's pride go?

"It has fallen, it has fallen down the stairs, too," the inner King cried bitterly.

"Don't work too hard, yeah. Starting in the future you focus on taking care of the children and taking care of yourself. About money, there is a Mom and Dad who will give it to you. Think of it as a ransom for our sins as parents for failing to properly educate the King to the point that he hurt you so deeply!"

The old woman spoke softly. His voice was so calm that it made the ears of anyone who heard him very cold. Laila lowered her face, hiding her wet cheeks.

All my life no one talks to her like that. Laila grows up alone, has parents but they do not sincerely love Laila.

That is why Laila is very sincere about loving her children, lest the twins feel what she felt in the past.

"Thank you, ma'am," said Laila quietly in a raucous voice.

"Don't call, Madam. It's funny that the twins heard you call me Madam. I am their grandmother, and automatically your mother too! Call me mom, okay!"

The old woman pulled Laila into her arms. Just contact the tears that had been desperately Laila resistant to spill just like that. She cried so much on the shoulders of the King's mother.

The King's father pinched the King's waist, making the man bite his lips so as not to shout, for the shame of the one heard by Laila.

"Dad really doesn't think the same as you. He hurt women as well as he did. If you knew you were like this, I would have entered you back into your mother's womb at birth first," whispered the middle-aged man strengthen his pinch making the King unable to resist his yelling again.

"Akkkkk ... sick, Dad?!" the man's shout was loud with his male voice making Laila who was crying startled.

The twins outside were surprised.

"Astaghfirullah .. whose voice is it?" ask Risky who doesn't know if it's his father's voice.

Dani who understood that it was the voice of his eldest brother's cry also laughed happily in his heart.

"Close your ears, that's the sound of a sombre wewek again!" dani's decree made Risky and Riska obediently close their ears.

"Surely wewek gombel again constipation, so scream so loud! Because the eek is not out," Risky murmured slowly to make Dani laugh without sound throw his face in the other direction.

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