You're Doubling Me for a Widow.

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Azam was shocked by the car that approached him so Azam stopped his steps and took his eyes off the car that came out two large and sturdy people.

"Pay your debt immediately!" his voice echoed that of one person with a thunderous voice.

"What debt? I don't understand and I don't owe you!" azam was confused.

"Don't pretend, you owe the company a lot and you'll have to pay quickly, if you don't want to happen to you!" snapping at the other one, he felt annoyed because Azam seemed to forget his debt.

"Sa-i'm bu-not ... Don't want to pay, my ta-tap ..no money to pay!" azam's voice was broken when the tall man grabbed his shirt forward.

"There's not a lot of reason not to want something to happen that you don't want, kheck." The other person as if giving the code would cut his neck, making Azam very frightened.

Azam's knees were limp, the body trembled and cold sweat instantly. Shock with both of them.

Dugh ....

Hdmhq ....

A warm punch landed on Azam's chest so that the man's body staggered to endure the pain that led to nausea attack.

Then the two men re-entered his car after a threat to Azam. Then they left with their car.

Azam crouched down, enduring the pain, fortunately the blow did not hit the scarred stomach yesterday.

"Ooh .." a small sigh escaped from his mouth.

His gaze swept over those who passed by. And did not care about the surrounding including himself who is now crouching on the side of the road.

"How am I going home? oh yeah, I'll just call Jefri." Azam reached into his pocket to pick up his phone several times calling Jefri but was not connected.

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"I hope you understand me saying this, every move you make in this house I can monitor! so be careful!" malik said as he stared intently at the stunned Shopia.

"I know everything you do in this house including you doing evil to my wife and children!" malik is becoming clearer.

Shopia's feeling shrunk. And frowned. "A-what do you mean? I didn't do anything!"

"Don't shirk, because I don't need your confession, all I want to know is what. You mean to do that to my wife and kids?" malik asked while folding his hands on his chest.

"I-I didn't do anything to your son and wife, you don't slander me after you have a wife, after you no longer prioritize me and Genta." Elak Shopia did not admit what he had done.

"What, you and Genta aren't my priority anymore? hem, don't you have any money and I let your needs go! did I let you starve in this house?" asked Malik in a flat tone.

"Em, you give me money. Just-just-"

"What's free? kai that's my cousin not my wife, don't fuck around with those two anymore. Because they deserve to live in this house, keep it!" Malik pointed towards Shopia.

"Yank?" call Renita who is standing near the door of her room staring towards Malik and Shopia.

"Yes dear," Malik turned to Renita and immediately approached the wife.

"Em ... I have something to say." Renita enters the room with Malik.

"What dear?" Malik hugged Renita's waist from the side.

"That, Sheila's a little late coming here her. He had a sudden assignment from college he said." Renita explained about her sister.

"I don't have a problem, but it's coming, right?" Malik kissed his wife's cheek.

"God willing to come .. It's too late!" reply Renita while mesem and hold the hand of Malik who embraces her.

"he said I want to come now. But it hasn't come yet it might still be on the way!" he said Malik while pulling his wife onto the sofa.

Shopia was pecking at the place with an irritated, angry feeling. Not thinking of mixing into one. Shopia had no idea that the house had cctv installed.

"She knows where she's coming from, what's she telling you? or ... is there a cctv?" shopia's head looked up at the top of the wall that there might be her cctv.

"Assalamu'alaikum .." said the man who was none other than Dion.

"Wa'alaikumus greetings, please come in, Den ..." Aunty immediately approached and invited her guests in.

"Thank you Malik is there?" ask as you walk into the living room and sit there.

"Den Malik is there for a while aunty call," Auntie immediately nodded to call Malik and cross paths with Shopia.

"Who's Bi?" look at Shopia for Aunt who walked past her.

"Don't know Non, Aunt has also just seen him maybe Aden's friend!" aunty replied as she continued to walk closer to the stairs.

In the room, Malik was playing with Renita and almost exercising in the afternoon.just failed with his voice aunt who was knocking on the door.

Gts ....

Gts ....

Gts ....

"Den ... below there are guests waiting for Aden!" auntie's voice knocked on her door.

"Ck, aunty .. Why not later anyway? knock door. Just disturb people for sports too." Malik grumbled while sitting and wearing his shirt.

"Sabar .. don't be angry. I don't know the time anyway, hi hi hi ..." Renita mesem while hugging Malik from behind.

"Cuph, cuah. Cuph!" Malik landed kisses on the right and left cheeks and his forehead Renita with affection.

"Yes, look first. Who is coming! maybe it's you." Renita pushed Malik's chest slowly.

"Yes, baby ..." Renita got up from her seat and left the woman alone in the room.

Aunt Renita wants to smile again at Malik's back walking through the door. Then he tidied up his clothes that were tangled and messy, then slowly walked to catch up with Malik.

Malik widened his steps to the ground floor and met his friend who immediately stood up.

"It has come" Malik extended his hand.

"I haven't been here in a long time. Pangling me, Oya. Where's your wife?" dion asked while sticking his ass over the sofa.

"There was. Still on top!" Malik pointed up. Then Malik stood back up after seeing his wife coming down the stairs.

Dian stared at Malik who swiftly picked his wife up. Her lips also published a smile towards Renita who also glanced at the friendly smile.

"Malik's wife is very beautiful and hooded, her sister must be beautiful!" Dion took a deep breath and said in his heart.

"Assalamu'alaikum," Renita smiled kindly at Dion after being in his presence.

"Wa'alaikumus salam .. how are you?" Dion extended his hand to Renita.

But Renita only welcomed by putting both hands together in front of her chest. "Alright, Alhamdulillah .. please sit."

"So she's your wife? and who do you want to introduce to me his sister?" dion asked Malik with a curious look.

"Yes right, this is my wife Renita. And honey ... she's my friend her name is Dion, who I'd like to introduce to Sheila!" Malik looked towards Dion and Renita alternately.

"Ooh, pretty! his sister must be pretty too." Dion nodded slowly with a smile.

"Of course, my wife is very pretty. Her sister must be beautiful and God willing would be as good as her brother." Malik smiled and glanced at his wife.

Renita was embarrassed. "Don't talk like that, not good. Praise you so."

"Indeed my wife is very beautiful and who I want to introduce to her sister Dion who is no less beautiful, right?" Malik smelled his smile.

"Eeh .. whose child is it?" on the two children who were playing on the floor were none other than Rendy and Genta ....