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Pipit reminded his son not to press Jamal, if the man came back to the child. The woman also told Laura to just scream if necessary, so that all the garbage that can not be recycled is captured.

Pipit who was worried that Jamal would come back to his son, never thought that the shameless man even came to him. Even the man asked for time to speak, using Pipit's subordinates to suppress Pipit so that he had no other choice. Unfortunately, Jamal never knew that his ex-wife had changed a lot. The woman was no longer a submissive, she instead had a brave and attractive side.

The two spoke there, Pipit let security stand behind him. Keep in case Jamal reckless and force his will, so there are people who will immediately handle if until such a thing happens.

Jamal asks to be allowed back, he uses Laura's name to make Pipit waver. Jamal even expressed in earnest, as if he was truly sorry for everything. Pipit instead laughed mockingly, the woman clearly refused. She and Laura were quite happy despite living alone. In closing, Pipit hopes that they will not have to meet again, he even said that the day became bad just by looking at Jamal's face.

Immediately after saying the thing he wanted, Pipit stepped away from Jamal without a care. Jamal gawked, not expecting that he was not considered at all. How can he go back and master everything like he used to if this is the story. What strategy he chose was wrong from the start, Jamal closed his eyes and turned around, chasing Pipit who was quite far away from him.

"I'm sorry, I'm so sorry! I was wrong and I'm sorry, so sorry. I was so stupid to be seduced by that woman, I ran away because I was too tired. But all this time I've been thinking about you guys, really!" Jamal threw it all away, he bent his knees in front of Pipit who was staring at him without the slightest emotion. A face that was deeply bent, hiding a sense of annoyance. The promise to avenge everything was imprinted, he would indeed do anything to be able to return, but he was very forced to kneel down like this. Hence Jamal will avenge everything once he regains his place.

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Pipit closed his eyes, lying that he said he was not satisfied to see his former trash until he begged and bent his knees in front of him. Obviously he feels happy, but that does not mean he will forgive a rotten man who has left himself and also the child in distress. It took him a while to restart everything, he had to fight hard so that his company would not be destroyed.

"Look!" pipit said without looking. "When you bend your knees, apologize deeply, or do anything more than prostrate, I don't think I can forgive and let you come back into my life!" said the woman firmly. "So please go and don't show up in front of me again for good!" the woman closed her sorry door. He is not an all-forgiving God, he is just an ordinary man who has fear, resentment, and trauma. It is up to people to say he is stone or arrogant, it is their right to argue. The important thing is that he can show that he and his son don't need a junk man like Jamal. The two of them will be fine, even without a father and husband figure like that.

"Please give me a chance once, hmm ...," said Jamal in a hearty tone, his face looking very desperate. It's like his world would collapse if he couldn't get his wife's forgiveness.

"No! Find your own life, don't bother me and my son!" timpal Pipit didn't change his mind at all, even feeling sorry he didn't.

"If you hate me, do I have to die and you can forgive me?" tanya Jamal did not give up. It's the only hope he has, his money is running low, the many necessities he has to buy, the cost of eating and renting a room is growing every minute. He could only rely on the apology of his wife and return to being the king in their home like he used to be. Money is no longer a problem if it all happens.

"Please don't trouble me, sir. Whether you die or not, it has nothing to do with me! The life is yours, so it's up to you to choose to die or continue living in this world. I really have nothing to do with the choice! I don't care about anything you choose either. So, don't use such threats on me. That's not gonna work!" pipit said firmly.

"This sir's agent! And make sure this master can no longer approach our office!" Pipit was completely gone, no longer concerned with anything that went out of Jamal's mouth. Who cares what happens to that insignificant trash.

"Well, I'll make it, boss! Please wait a moment," secretary Pipit said politely.

"Dead? Heh!" grunts Pipit muttered softly. He was very sure that the word was only used by Jamal to threaten and scare him. How could the man who loved himself so much choose to die just because he was not given a second chance, the devil would laugh when he heard these words. How can he trust a rotten man who doesn't even have the heart and shamelessness of Jamal.

"Not bad if you die, either" murmured Pipit as he chuckled.

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Back at Jamal, the man is currently being dragged by two security men. Rebelling, of course. But Jamal lost power with two men flanking his body on the left and right. "Take off, let go of me!" jamal continued to rebel.

"I'm your boss' husband!" said again. "You'll fire me later!" jamal threatened without knowing where.

"Sir?" said one of them responding to the speech.

"Yes, fire!" timpal Jamal pongah's. "So if you understand, let me go!" he continued to give orders.

"As you wish, sir!" the two grinned after nodding simultaneously. Jamal was thrown out the door and stared at with a condescending look. "Do that when you're not kicked out of here, sir!" add the other with crossed hands on the chest.

Jamal is obviously angry, he is insulted by security that even should have respected him. It's all because of Pipit, the woman who's guilty. She had to endure this kind of shame because the mad woman was unwilling to accept herself with open arms. He promised to pay for everything later.

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