When My Wife Surrender

Reneges

"Where are we going?" Rain clenched his forehead.

"I don't work today, but don't expect you to not work either." a stern answer from Chrysanthemum's mouth that doesn't think they just got married.

"You're just like Ferdi, my secretary," Rain chuckled softly, still concentrating on the highway.

"Having a handsome and rich husband is my dream from childhood. In order to keep my parents' legacy, even if I'm not so smart," replied Chrysan smiling at her husband.

Rain sighed harshly, actually reluctant to ask. However, this must also be known to him, if you want to investigate Santoso's true intentions, "Krisan, what do you remember about your childhood? Do both of your parents have assets other than the company and the house?"

"I was only 7 years old when they died, there was no way I could understand about their assets." he replied grimly.

Saddened? Maybe yes, but the little Chrysanthemum has been sincerely slowly going to the departure of both parents. Maybe it's the best, there's a meeting, there's also a farewell. From the father who always carried him on his warm and wide back. As well as the mother who is always chatty, worried about her.

A couple of parents who always loved him. They are calm at His side at this time.

Go without beautiful words of farewell, in fear of death. The plane that suffered engine damage, all passengers may be shaking at that time. Knowing this is the last moment of their lives, unable to go home to their families who may be faithfully waiting. In a futility.

Chrysanthemums do not see for themselves, but knowing for sure, the couple who love each other will hold hands tightly. Expect the best for their daughter.

Only prayer in a smile exists today. Because their daughter, will continue to love them, wants the best for both parents.

***

A few hours were really boring for Chrysanthemum, staring at Rain talking to a representative of one of the companies who gave her a proposal.

Until his eyes are on a man who also looks sleepy, a man who might be able to help him later. It was Ferdy who after not sleeping at all because he had to prepare for the wedding and reception of his employer within 24 hours.

Maybe if Ferdy has knowledge at the level of Bandung Bondowoso (Roro Jonggrang), he has finished making 998 temples, two more Chrysanthemums and Rain that will be changed to complete 1000 temples because of his regret, on two brides, two more, that considers preparing for marriage as easy as frying eggs.

"Wake up!! You're Rain's secretary, right? Can we talk to both...?" she whispered a little, stared at Rain who was arguing with the client, sitting at a different table with them in a restaurant.

Ferdy clenched his forehead, looking at the beautiful woman his master had just married. What exactly is the purpose of this woman? What was cheating on her? He is just a secretary.

However, Ferdy swallowed his own saliva, a truly beautiful woman. Worried about having to accept or reject Chrysanthemum's invitation to have an affair.

"Come, we're talking on the roof." said Chrysan, pulling Ferdy's hand out of the restaurant area on the third floor.

A woman's hands are really smooth, should she end up being the bed-satisfying of her master's wife?

Until the elevator doors open. Ferdy clenched his hand already determined to explain firmly that he could not possibly betray Rain.

However, no words were spoken from his lips. Still worried about her beauty.

Being an affair.. faithful friend... become an affair. faithful friend.

Until his footsteps stopped after climbing the emergency stairs that had rusted. The wind blows their faces.

Ferdy's heart was beating fast, not from falling in love. But I am afraid of what will happen next.

Until one decision is made, "Mrs, I know what you mean to bring me here. Sorry, whatever your money!! As beautiful as your face!! Master is the person I respect the most, so..."

"Become?" Ferdy clenched his forehead trying to remember.

Bird's name? Noodle Brand? The lyrics to the song have a lot on his mind about the word Dara.

"Did Rain recently meet a woman named Dara?" ask Chrysanthemum curious.

Ferdy shook his head, "He's never been close to a woman except you. I once thought he had a perversion, in other words like to play with swords. But she still likes normal women,"

It was really strange for him, if Rain had the same nature at this time as when time had not been repeated. What exactly is going on? Why would Rain cheat?

Nothing remains of a destiny. Chrysanthemum did not realize another month was Rain's birthday. The day he should have died. However, a destiny is deflected, of course, it also has consequences for others.

***

A consequence? That is what a woman feels without realizing it. At different times, the course of a destiny will be different.

Sakha smiled, starting to step up after rereading some documents. Missing his son and mother? Of course, the old smiling photo of them was still on his desk.

Until a noise rang out, a woman forced her way into her room. With a security who tries to prevent it.

"Melani?" Sakha clenched her forehead, taking off her reading glasses. Staring at a woman who barged in."Let him in..."

"Yes sir." replied the security, leaving Melani in Sakha's room.

The woman stepped in, walked over to him, "Sakha, sorry for my prilak first, I've realized my mistake. Can we get back together?"

Sakha blinked her eyes in disbelief. Does Melani not remember her current age? Want to re-refer.

"You already have a serial child and a biological child from Ari (current husband of Melani). Divorce then come back to me, at this age? Don't joke, I'm not interested in you anymore." he chuckled.

If you think about it again, I don't know how many women want to be his wife since her social status increased. Younger, even more beautiful than Melani, the woman who could afford to throw away the only son of a Sakha.

"I love you, you forgot our fight from scratch to raise Randy?" tanyanya stepped closer.

Sakha clenched her hands, struggle? While as a mother almost every day Randy is left to the neighbors, go somewhere, bring money from Sakha's hard work.

Care about? Not even, Randy was left not to take a shower. He cleaned himself first. It was Sakha who taught her son to be independent, not wanting the mother to yell at him who was starving. The boy who took his own rice when left to go to work by his father.

The struggle? Whether the child and her husband ate what, Melani did not care, bringing all the home groceries just for dinner at the restaurant.

Until there was a day when Sakha only fed her son with white rice and salt. It feels free to work every day for a wife who doesn't care about her. Sakha who at that time only worked as a motorcycle taxi, with an income that is not fixed. Too blind, not seeing the ugliness of his beloved wife.

"I don't care, we're separated, appreciate your husband now!!" he smiled with disdain.

Melani clenched her hands, trying to smile, "We'll refer back, then I'll give you information where my neighbor left Randy 20 years ago..."

Seriate