When My Wife No Longer Asks for Money

when my wife no longer asks for 130

"Yes, what's up Sil?" I asked him to lift his phone, my eyes felt heavy because sleepy made me want to sleep.

"Mom told you to go home, Ma'am! There are things that my mother wants to talk about" Silvi said in shock, telling us to go home. I am sick when I have not been here a day.

"Is mom sick, Sil?" ask me again even though the eyes are not able to resist sleepiness, not usually I take a nap but today is really sleepy.

"No, Ma'am. I'm in good health" Silvi said.

"Emm, yes, I have. Later Maak go home with your Mas," said I then turn off the phone, my eyes really can no longer be invited to compromise. I yawned a few times and decided to go to sleep.

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Downstairs, Ms. Lydia is having an argument with Mr. Brata. He felt annoyed at the Arrival of Ratih without his knowledge.

"So you know him first?" asked Ms. Lydia with anger that had reached the crown.

Mr. Brata nodded as he removed the suit still attached to his body, he was seen casually responding to his wife who was about to explode with anger.

"He's a secretary at Pak Anggara's company and he's really Rahman's wife ah I mean Afnan." Said Mr. Brata sitting on the sofa.

Again Bu Lidya looked fiercely at the husband with a feeling of annoyance, he did not know that his husband first knew Ratih and he also did not expect if Ratih was also a career woman. Seeing the simplicity of Ratih, Bu Lydia thought that Ratih was only a home-based woman who had no income.

"Take him, Ma. Look, Afnan had to bring his wife to our house because just to be with his son and wife, so it was a wise mother to Afnan even though not your biological child, Ma," mr. Brata pat his wife on the shoulder, he must make his wife realize that what he wants is not always achieved.

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The sun began to sink, Ratih and Afnan were ready to go home because last afternoon Silvi had contacted Ratih. Practice wearing a loose tonic shirt with black jeans in it.

His dazzling appearance made him beautiful, Afnan's eyes were unceasingly staring at his beautiful wife.

"Mas, look at me so!" ask Ratih.

"No, at least the wife of a very beautiful mas," said Afnan praised his wife, his wife, he wanted to kiss Ratih's red lips but he was forced to hold it because they had to go to his parents' house.

Ratih and Afnan went downstairs with Rania in Afnan's sling, Bu Lidya was sitting at a silent table looking at them who were tidy.

"Where are you guys going?" Ask Bu Lidya.

Their footsteps were forced to stop, Afnan walked towards Bu Lidya.

"We want to see mom for a while, it seems like something important," said Afnan hoping Bu Lidya gave permission to go out for the night if he could not be disappointed.

"I'm coming, then....!"

Afnan's eyeballs almost came out to hear the words of Bu Lidya, he did not think to listen to him or there was something that wanted to be planned by Bu Lydia.