You're Doubling Me for a Widow.

Slander

Bugh ....

The sound of a practical table, fortunately not too tight. So that what is on the table does not fall or fall apart.

Renita, who was sitting down and ready to eat with the other staff, felt very surprised, and turned to look at the person who had just come and hit the table.

Renita was very excited. It turned out that the person was Azam who was now settling sharply towards him. "Mas, what's going on here?"

"I want to talk to you" Azam said in a cold tone and spread his gaze towards the people around Renita.

Likewise, with the woman who looked at her coworkers who looked in wonder, then she stood up and invited Azam to talk at another table that happened to be empty.

"Please sit? and speak well no need to glare or say rude," Renita said while pointing at the chair.

Azam sat down and faced Renita. "What does it mean that you hurt my wife? I'm just that her husband never hurt her, if there's a problem telling her I'm direct. About the boy talking directly to me! not talking to him who does not know anything, let alone play all physical. I didn't think you could do something like that!"

Renita gawked, hearing the words from Azam that she did not understand at all. What did he do to his wife? there was no feeling, I met him yesterday.

"For a while, what is this Mas talking about? I don't understand-"

"Halah .. don't be a holy pretentious deh .. sok doesn't understand everything, if you want to make a living for Rendy as I said directly. It's not my wife who doesn't understand anything!" Azam continued, shaking his hand.

"Honestly, I don't understand what you're saying, if you feel that way? you realize you're not giving a living to Rendy? why are you angry!" Said Renita with a tone that remained slow and a look of wonder.

"I tuh ... just came home from out of town and I got a report that my wife you hurt What does that mean? why don't you just talk directly to me directly, you should talk to me just not the same he let alone hurt his physique-"

"Astagfirullah ... Mas. Who hurt your wife and who reported the same to her? even if you don't make a living with Iddah the same as me. I don't have a problem. You don't make a living on Rendy .. I don't mind either. I can also afford Rendy's life! let alone now, until he grows up I will not ask for you. Unless you sincerely give him and I will not koar. Even if at the trial you were willing and written on the agreement letter if you could afford to give Rendy a living every month, and in fact no, I wouldn't be a problem!"

"Alahh .. don't be careful, I know now your heart is rotten, you hate my wife, don't accept me marrying her-"

"Listen yes, Mas .. accept not accept you marry him, I'm sincere and that's the reality. And you don't need to hear her talk, she's a rotten heart slandering a non-no, if this is how! yesterday I met him on the street .. but I never did anything." Renita cuts off Azam's words as if he had hurt Sharon, his wife.

"Not doing anything? his face was bruised and it's still there today, he said you fought yesterday-"

"What Mas, fighting? hem, sorry it was wrong! we don't fight let alone jotos, we argue a little because of what, you know?" Renita stared intently at Azam who was shaking his head.

"Yesterday it .. I accidentally nudged the rearview mirror of his motorbike, because he was a whiff and his rearview mirror scuffed a little. Eeh .. at first he asked for a change because he said it was heavily damaged. Okay I'm ready to change, but for a long time he didn't want me to change. And he said the same weird thing I even swore at everything. Who is wrong, then? I didn't touch him at all and our conversation wasn't long, it was just a minute."

"Mistake .. excuse! proof he's bruised his cheeks!" Azam again shook his head he did not believe Renita's words.

"Whatever, I want to believe it or not be the same as me! obviously for God's sake I never touched him. I wouldn't even want to deal with him, if only I knew what was on that bike. I must have run off Mas .. males met him!" Renita added while circulating her gaze around where her co-workers were enjoying eating and looking at her.

Azan kept shaking. Maybe he's been instigated by Sharon's talk.

"If she was indeed bruising her cheeks, maybe she was fighting with someone else next time. Or maybe he fell, which obviously had nothing to do with me and quite yes Mas judge me, judge something I never did!" renita is back.

"Mas, if Rendy has anything, of course I immediately talk to you. Why do I talk to him who may not necessarily he convey to you, and I also do not force Mas to give a living to Rendy, Mas thank you, nor is it okay! enjoy your life now, Mom. With your beloved wife, just .. I remind you, do not let you later regret having wasted us." Renita stood up to leave Azam.

Geph ....

Azam held Renita's upper arm with a somewhat firm grip so that Renita grimaced in pain.

"What the fuck are you, let go? it hurts!" pinta Renita grimacing.

"What do you mean, with regret? I will never regret divorcing you because now I know, your heart is not as rotten as it used to be and there is nothing that will make me regret you!" azam said with very sharp words maybe even more than the sharpness of a knife.

Both of Renita's teary-eyed beads included enduring the pain in her chest, with Azam's utterance as if she were Azam's worst wife in Azam's eyes.

"Bu-not sorry about me, Mas. But what I mean is you've wasted Rendy! do not let you regret because you no longer care about your own flesh and blood. Maybe I'm the worst wife in your eyes, but anyway Rendy is your flesh and blood Mas, which you should love and you should pay attention to!" Renita's voice shook withholding wanted to cry.

"Who told you that Rendy wasn't my flesh and blood? I admit he's my son!" Azam looked at Renita very sharply and his hand still firmly grasped the hand of Renita, the woman who had lived with him for years in joy and sorrow.

"Let go of my hand, Mom. It hurt?" Renita's other hand held Azam's hand asking to release his hand.

"Hey, let go of my wife's hand! what the fuck?" Suddenly Malik's voice was there.

Making Renita and Azam immediately turn their heads and Azam reflexively let go of Renita's hand.

"Hem. Who are you and don't need to interfere, It's a personal matter" Azam said with a haughty-looking facial expression.

"Oh yes, personal matter! which kind of person? because if it's his personal business, the same as mine, you're dealing with him certainly dealing with me too!" malik insisted, telling Renita to step down.

Prok-prok-prok .... Azam clapped.

"Great .. Great, you are just his boss, he's nobody and there's no need to be ..ass a hero in front of me! I said personal matters are personal!" The two azam netra glared with a voice that rose high.

"Hey ... Dude, no need to shout here, this is my territory don't forget it! and you should know, man ...if this woman is my future wife, so if you're dealing with this woman, of course, have to deal with me!" Although with a low tone of voice but quite clear that was heard from his lips Malik index even pointed towards Azam's chest.

Azam frowned, he looked at Renita, Malik turned back to Renita and continued back to Malik. She half-believed that Renita was getting married and the CEO was her future husband.

"Ha ha ha .. there's no way it's so unlikely-"

"Why is that impossible, man? there is nothing in this world that is impossible, you alone should be impossible to leave a woman like her. The truth is that you may and you have hurt him. Leave her, just because of another woman." Malik was very clear.

Azam remained in disbelief and he stared at Renita with a slightly suspicious look ....

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