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Jamal returned, shamelessly, and continued to call Pipit with affection. The pipit who heard him was fed up, he asked the rotten man to stop calling him that. Jamal was upset, he ordered to open the gate so they could talk together somewhere else more comfortable. Pipit refused, he didn't want to. Jamal had no right to rule in his residence.

Pipit expels Jamal to leave, he asks the man to disappear and does not appear in front of him and Laura. An irritated Jamal shook the gate of the towering Pipit house, of course nothing happened. Finally the man chose to leave with a jaw that hardened so badly on him. He was confused where to stay tonight, everything did not go as he expected and imagined. Why the opposite is happening. Pipit did not accept his presence, the woman looked at him with a look of disdain.

However, it is not a villain to give up easily. If he can't get into the house with his wife's permission, he can take advantage of his son's innocence to get him re-accepted. A child must be easier to overcome than his wife who is angry and arrogant to him.

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"Don't let the man pass through the gates of the house, whatever excuse he gives!" pipit said give the order. "Don't believe the trash, she's just a shameless rotten dog" Pipit said, saying, Who else if not the man who used to be her husband. "Excuse him as soon as you see him approaching!" he said in a dislike tone.

"Good, madam!" the gatekeeper was obedient to the orders of his master. Just throw it out, he just has to obey and receive a salary later.

"Now working together again," said Pipit ketus. The subordinate quickly left, before becoming the target of the madam's anger which seemed to look annoyed at this moment.

"Do you guys look around?" ketus Pipit glared at his servants. "Go back to work, don't gossip about your employers!" grunts Pipits pissed. The servants immediately turned their faces away, pretending to be busy with their respective jobs. Pipit snorted, then returned to his room. He was obviously upset to have to be reunited with the man who made his life as chaotic as it is now.

After Pipit's departure, his servants regrouped, whispering quietly, making new rumors while continuing to work. "It seems that the mood of the great mistress is bad" said one of them.

"Be careful not to make trouble and we fall victim to the impingement because of the bad mood of the mistress!" the other timpal. All those gathered agreed.

"Then let's get back to work and Jagan's talking again!" take the others looking for safety.

"Agreed, may the mood of the mistress improve and we can work more comfortably!" another word full of hope. They went back to work with the extract carefully, not wanting to make a single mistake that could get them scolded or even fired.

In his room, Pipit slammed the door violently. He cursed with a thousand swear words that were addressed to his former curse. "Basic rubbish! Why does baj*ngan have to come back?" muttered Pipit growled at himself. "Why is it crazy*ng not just dead? Because of illness or drunkenness with women out there, I don't care. Just so he didn't come back and disrupted my life and Laura who had improved," Pipit sighed in anger and despair.

"Hopefully that crazy bedeb*h doesn't bother Laura!" pipit said expectantly.

And that night, Pipit could not close his eyes at all. He continued and continued to curse Jamal the entire time he passed that night.

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"Morning, my dear," said the mother without spirit.

"Is mom sick?" laura asked, the girl's forehead frowned thinly, but her face remained flat. "If it hurts, let Laura be ushered in the driver, ma," said Laura understanding.

"There's something I want to talk to Laura about, leave us!" cheek Order. All the servants looked at the young lady with worried gazes, they were afraid that their mistress would say rudely to the lady. But they had no other choice but to leave the two masters to speak for one eye.

"What's up, ma?" laura asked in a calm tone, her face still had one expression and did not change in the slightest. "Did you find a better teacher? Or did you order another new book for Laura?" the girl looked straight at her mother.

Pipit let out a long breath. "It would be nice if that's what you want to say, Laura," Sighed Pipit as if bearing the weight of the world on his shoulders.

"Then what, ma?" laura asked as she prepared a piece of bread into her mouth.

"That useless guy's back, baby. He came back and messed up my mama's day yesterday!" I closed my eyes. "Mama hope you're not lulled by the sweet words that her foul mouth says, baby. Mama doesn't want you to be hurt after expecting so much from that crazy guy" Pipit added, cursing her ex-husband without a sieve in front of his own son.

Laura nodded obediently. "I understand, ma," said the girl. "Mom don't worry, Laura will be more on your side than a man who doesn't deserve to be called a father!" jabbard Laura with eyes of vengeance. All problems start with the father. His mother's changed attitude, his mother who began to demand a lot on him, and the warm smile that he could once get easily, now only looks like an illusion full of pretense. So a little, obviously Laura holds a grudge even though she herself is unconscious.

Pipit covered his face with both hands. "Thankfully, thankfully!" he said repeatedly. "Mom think you'll run as fast as you can toward that useless man once you hear the news about him" said the woman, admitting her biggest fear.

"Mama knows, mama can't pour out as much affection as she used to. Mama can't pay attention to you very much either. But everything you do is for our lives, to meet your needs, to shut up people who can only gossip about us. That's all for you, baby," explained Pipit with a word that sounded very chaotic. Laura was silent for a moment, staring at the mother's slowly shaking shoulders. Her mother was crying again.

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