When My Wife No Longer Asks for Money

When my wife no longer asks for 112

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"Who is the villain..," Timpal sir Brata who was standing right in front of the door of the room made them shocked.

"Papa, what the hell! almost the heart of Mama and Amelia was dislodged," said Amelia did not want to get out of the soft sofa in the room.

Mr. Brata stepped his feet towards them and sat down next to his beloved daughter.

"Once I see you're serious, what's wrong?" asked Mr. Brata to his wife, Bu Lidya sighed regularly and looked at her husband.

"It's nothing, Mom? oh yeah, tomorrow we're going to Singapore to do plastic surgery on Afnan," Bu Lidya set his sights on the unconscious Rahman.

Mr. Brata squinted his eyes at his wife.

"Would you be sure that you'd give your child a face for her then what if she regained consciousness and saw that her face had changed," Said Mr. Brata objected to the desire of his wife to give the face of his son who was gone to others.

Yes, Mr. Brata has one more son from Amelia named Afnan but unfortunately, Afnan died due to an accident 3 months ago so Bu Lidya wants his son to stay alive even in others.

"Don't we've discussed this before, Pa! Mama knows he's not our son but he wants to be able to still look at Afnan's face even in other people," said Bu Lidya with water that had condensed in the eye sack. Mr. Brata exhaled with a huff and walked towards Bu Lidya while Amelia went out to buy lunch.

"Yes, it's up to you then" said Mr. Brata.

Although he objected, he could not refuse if his wife wanted him. In the past, when Afnan died, Bu Lidya was depressed so he needed a doctor's treatment so Mr. Brata did not want it to come back.

"Now we go home let me ask the nurse to keep him here?" said Bu Lidya took the bag lying on the table while Amelia had gone home first by herself.

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I cleaned my body after I got home, while Fadli went back to his apartment. My mind is a little calm because it has found evidence to investigate the case that befell Rahman, Rahman,

Now that I was in a room full of these memories, I took a photo that was located on the nightstand next to the bed.

For some reason, fate seems to like to play with my heart. Rahman also left me in the past even though I finally came back but not this time Mas Rahman really went away from me.

He really has gone?

I kept staring at Rahman's photo, all mixed up. I am alone now without you.

****

The Fadli apartment.

"Tania, why are you here?" fadli asked as he saw Tania standing at the door of his apartment.

"Fade...!" Tania immediately hugged Fadli who was in front of her.

"Take me off, Tania?" As Fadli tried to let go of his embrace of Fadli, he just didn't want anyone to see them.

"No, just leave it like this for a second?" said Tania hugged Fadli's body tighter and then smiled cunningly at someone who was photographing him.

"Take it off or I'll push you harder" Threatened Fadli was annoyed by Tania's self-indulgent attitude towards him.

"Fadli, why do you hate me when we have known for a long time" Tania said, pretending to be sad to get sympathy from Fadli, the man she loved so much.

"Because there is nothing between us to do and get out of here right now" Fadli snapped with reddened eyes.

"Be calm, dear, after we're together," Tania stroked Fadli's cheek.

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"What do you mean?"