
"Malik, you should know your wife's behavior if you're not home. Let alone outside at home he has dared to mess around!" yusna's voice suddenly approached Malik who was relaxing but busy with his netbook.
"What do you mean by Ma'am? what happened to my wife?" Malik frowned while staring intently at his mom.
"You don't know what the closeness of his wife and ex is? your wife and ex are so close. You should as her husband know and warn your wife not to act as she wants." Yusna is back.
Malik fell silent and tried to listen to what his brother wanted to say about his wife.
"Can't? if they were alone in this house in an enclosed space! when there is no one!" Yusna added more and more just his talk.
"Have you spoken yet and what else do you want to say?" Malik stared fixedly at the older brother.
"I just want to remind you not to be fooled by your wife's gentle and innocent demeanor. When I see it like that I become suspicious of don't-don't-"
"Don't what Ma'am?" Malik pretended to believe it.
"Don't the child conceived by Renita is not your son Malik. You're infertile and it turns out she's pregnant, that's a question." Yusna smiled even more and felt that Malik would be incited by his talk.
"I feel like this Mbak is accusing Renita of doing nothing with his ex. Isn't she?" Malik looked towards the brother.
"Ha .. Did you just say that I don't understand? I've spoken at length." Yusna said while shaking her head.
"Ehem. On what basis do you accuse my wife of that? I know how his wife and ex are. So you don't have to say anything about him" Malik said.
"I have proof Malik. With my own eyes she's alone, in this house. Especially outside." I'm Yusna back.
Malik looked left and right. "Do you know that slander is more cruel than murder? and Ma'am will get hit if in pidanakan. Because Mommy has slandered people."
Deghs.
Yusna was silent for a moment and her heart shrank but already said so. "But I was seeing with my own head."
"Look at what Ma'am, I have proof and I can check everything. In this house I have installed a cctv and I know what people are doing in this house. Whoever it is." Malik is back.
Yusna did not answer but fell silent and his mind floated thinking of the words of Malik.
"Mbak .. once again do not talk carelessly. When heard by the man? that's Slander Ma'am. Be careful," Malik reminded.
"I'm very disappointed with Ma'am who just spoke, my wife is pregnant with my child and I can confirm that. Don't be so reckless!" Malik.
"But, I ..." Yusna was puffed with her sight.
"I can prove that my wife is not what she said! I know my wife's environment in the office and at home and her relationship with her ex-husband is just for friendship and getting closer to her son." Malik. "Once again don't spread nonsense."
Yusna clenched her lips fixed sharply on the sister who she thought would believe but it turned out to attack her back who was now even cornered and embarrassed there.
The woman got up from her seat and left Malik alone who held her netbook.
Then Malik's gaze was fixed on the arrival of the woman carrying groceries with Rendy.
Stare at him with raging feelings. If only every word from her brother, Yusna. Heard by Renita, how sad and sad the heart of the woman who became his wife. Because Malik could not hear the words of his brother at that time from CCTV.
"Bah, look Mother shopping a lot." Rendy's voice while storing groceries at the table.
"Hem, any shopping ..." Malik smiled at the two.
"Yank, is that why Ms Yusna? how come his face was bent wryly once out of here!" ask Renita to the husband who closed his laptop.
"I don't know why, just don't think about it! let him go in and out! come not picked up home is not delivered like jelangkung he he he ...."
Even outside the city. Malik already knows how the activities at home, who comes and what is done. From CCTV he continues to monitor the house.
according to him, the arrival of the stoning was common because it was to meet with his son Rendy and it had been approved by him so that the father and child still felt close, and the relationship between the former Azam and Renita is no longer a problem. After all, everyone has their own way and Malik himself believes in his wife and Azam himself and all this time they are fine, nothing strange.
Likewise with the incident at that time, when Renita was alone with Azam and seen by Yusna. Azam and Renita don't do it weird! they just sit far apart precisely facing each other and occasionally seen chatting, he said, it is also clear that in the fund is also not far from Renita and Azam there is a household assistant who occasionally chatted with Renita.
So what was the problem that Malik had to suspect his wife and Azam? even though Yusna vilifies Renita's name in front of Malik.
"What are you thinking?" renita asked as she tidied her clean clothes into the closet.
"Oohs. Thought nothing. When did Azam marry Sophia? they haven't come here yet either?" Malik switched the conversation and he did not want to talk about what was in his mind about Yusna's accusations to Renita which clearly did not have any evidence.
"I heard the hell he said it would be soon, however here is Shopia's family.is it not?" renita told her husband.
"Yes, right. Only our family is his family, there is a family of his mother but whose guardian is the family of me!" Malik stroked Renita's hair gently.
"Oh so the family of his father is your family?" ask Renita back.
"Yes us!" Malik nodded.
"Ooh," Renita rounded her mouth.
"It's late, bobo yo?" Malik stroked Renita's distended stomach, which rested her head on Malik's shoulder.
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Azam is coming to his apartment with his son, Genta.
"Darling, I'm masakin' noodles huh?" shopia moved from her seat which had just clung to Azam.
"May," Azam stood and followed the idol by holding his hand.
They look like a couple who are clean.
"Where are you going?" ask Genta who is playing his gadget.
"You got this, cook noodles. Wanna don't?" shopia said while struggling in Azam's hands.
"You, I want to." Genta continued his play.
"Hi hi hi hi. iih, already dong amused. Shame on seeing Genta." Shopia pushed Azam's face near his ear.
"Not look. He's playing hard. Where's there look at us!" Azam continued to nyosor.
"Hem .." muttered shopia while touching something that stuck in the middle of Azam with his mischievous.
"Ach ... don't do that too dear ... later ask for responsibility how? it's a t-shirt7 responsibility." Azam became dumbfounded and felt something struggling.
"Sorry!" shopia muttered while staring at the goal and returned with a reflex to wipe the inanimate but able to live it.
Azam tried to suppress his desire that suddenly stuck out ....
.
Seriate.