When My Wife Surrender

Ring For My Wife

Sakha sighed harshly, looking down at her ex-wife, "Despite finding her orphanage address, you didn't find her whereabouts did you? If you've found him then now you've brought Randy here to persuade me,"

"Randy is out of town, if you want to find him." Melani's words stop, Sakha walks over to him, steps past him. Hugged him from behind.

"If you can bring my son before me. We go back, I want not only words, but also evidence, looking at the face of my son who is still alive with my own eyes.." whispered, smiling in Melani's ears.

It's been 20 years, hiring detectives, coming through elementary, middle school, high school, even university just to find information on people who have the same name and age as their only son. But no results at all, until now.

Quiet with guilt and despair alone. Remembering the boy who smiled as he used a large bowl to shave his only son's hair, all by himself. Eating white rice a plate both covered with salt.

But now there is little hope of finding his son. This woman will not be released until she meets her only son again. After that it's up to him to do what isn't it, throw it away? Marry her but never assume her whereabouts, or worse reveal all her intentions to Ari.

Don't play around with Sakha's vengeful soul. His only son, who had to be expelled by his birth mother, the child who was phobic about *jing was allowed to cry in pain with a bite wound on his body. It won't just be left. Melani is stupid, should be grateful, Sakha ever had time to forget the pain she harbored.

"How's it?" whispered, make the balance of Melani's body like disappearing. Sakha 20 years ago, in contrast to the current, athletic body shape at this age, the face is still beautiful like a 30-year-old. It has actually been half a century.

White people, plus the airline company he owns. Melani really wants it.

Same with the first time when marrying him, a young pilot candidate who gave up his ideals to marry Melani.

Within 8 years of their marriage all changed, her husband who quit flight school to take responsibility for her and her son became a motorcycle taxi driver. The white body, with its beautiful face no longer visible, was stung by the sunlight, its athletic body becoming thinner with time.

It was then that Ari, the widower of one child appeared. Looks more handsome, has a thicker wallet. Making Melani forget herself, leaving her husband and son.

But look at the moment, Ari's stomach is bulging, hair on her head is rare, inversely proportional to her ex-husband Sakha who is much more beautiful.

Not realizing, Melani's own skin had been wrinkled, her hair gray despite being colored black by it. Her once beautiful body had sagged. Want to go after Sakha? What appropriate? I don't know, Melani should be grateful enough for what she has right now.

Has Ari, an almost bald husband with a distended stomach. But given the freedom to use his money, the money he used to explore the young man's body.

Maybe his ego and greed don't accept, wanting Sakha back to have her.

"I'm going to take Randy in front of you" he said, smiling, turning around, draping his hands around Sakha's neck. Treading was about to kiss her lips, but Sakha pushed her away.

"Bring Randy in front of me. Then I'll marry you, make you scream in bed every night." she said smiling, returning to her seat. Calling his secretary, "Security call, there's a crazy woman in my office,"

"Sakha, what do you mean by crazy woman!?" melani snapped, staring at her ex-husband.

"If Randy is in front of me and you are responsible for bringing him back, then be prepared to be my wife. Until then, you were just a crazy woman in my eyes." An offensive smile on her face. Turn on the computer in front of him, to work on some files sent by e-mail.

"I'll take Randy before you!!" melani said, walking out of Sakha's room. Throw the door of the room tightly.

Sakha clenched her forehead, staring at the perfectly closed door,"She had already turned old, becoming a granny quickly,"

The drawer of his desk was opened by him, there was a mirror that was not so big, he lifted up, staring at his own appearance."I remain handsome, not growing old," he murmured to pride himself.

"Somewhere Randy is right now, maybe he's also looking at complaining about his own good looks." she murmured.

***

Do Sakha and Randy's faces look alike? It was actually a little similar, just that the father was too proud of his son, ignoring the possibility of his son being renamed Rain, the boy did not know manners.

While Randy himself, has a vengeful soul like his father. Until Rain refuses to recognize himself, as Randy who has changed his name.

As Sakha guessed, her current son, had finished dealing with the client, slightly glancing at his faint reflection of the thick translucent glass.

"I am handsome, really carved with the best chisel from the creator. No woman can turn her face away from me" she murmured narcissistically, proud of her own appearance.

Until his gaze shifted, was about to show his charm to his dear wife.

But ill-fated, love is unrequited, the table that is far enough away from him is empty. The secretary and his wife disappeared, is this an affair between his wife and his secretary?

No matter what else, Rain stepped up quickly after paying. Walk looking for the whereabouts of his dear wife with his br*hsek secretary.

***

A few tens of minutes ago...

"So it's because you're worried Rain's gonna cheat on you?" tanyanya, convince her hearing.

Chrysanthemum nodded confirming, "Please tell me if Rain is having an affair someday..."

Ferdy let out a rough sigh, starting to walk sitting on one corner of the roof of the building. A little glance at the wedding ring embedded in the Chrysanthemum ring finger. The one following him sat beside him.

"Do you believe anyone has ever crossed time?" ambiguity question.

The chrysanthemum bowed silently not answering, only feeling the wind in her hair. Clenched his hands, waiting to see where the secretary spoke.

"Rain is hard to approach, he doesn't have a friend except me. There was a time when he cried on his birthday, saying it was the day of his wife's death. Grasping a pair of rings that become pendulum necklace," said Ferdy wanted to tell a glimpse of his best friend.

Chrysanthemum was silent, his heart was pounding fast, did Rain also experience the same thing as him?

"Then?" his tan tried to act as normally as possible, hiding the wound in his heart.

"I forced him to see a psychiatrist, as a result he did not suffer from any personality disorder or mental problems. He's probably good at lying, until the psychiatrist thinks he's normal," Ferdy starts to chuckle.

"I'm increasingly interested in the story, which slowly wants to be honest with the imagination of the essay. In the life before the time repeated himself married a girl he loved, the girl named Chrysanthemum..."

Seriate