(Former) Prince's Wife
038

Being the prince's wife does not only have to do dizzying tasks, if she is from a commoner like me.

All this time my only job was to help the ex-in-law behind the scenes.

Organizing things that are actually important, but not necessarily family.

Keep an eye on the cooking in the kitchen.

If in other places, this is usually done by a concubine.

Ensuring safety gets to the belly of the master and his mistress.

That's why I don't have any real friends in the upper circle of this area.

If you guessed something strange happened, then I said it was wrong.

Now my mom's playing in the back hall with Aden.

He refused to enter the house I had once lived in.

In addition to the main house, the residence of the Sultan.

This house is the most crowded center point.

Nenenda even stayed here. Watching us.

Is he my source of anxiety?

Unwrong.

But that woman won't do anything while I'm needed.

His face depends on my presence.

It was a bad choice when I decided to obey them not to tell them about the divorce.

But I just need to be patient.

Any minute. Just in a minute.

"Kanjeng Madam, are you here? Not having lunch?"

"No. Fasting, "I answered accordingly.

How can fasting? I'm just on my period.

The question above for the people may be said to be stale.

Within this area there are many meanings.

It simply means, "You're not invited? Haha."

The feeling of wanting to slap him was so high. He smiled kindly, spoke softly, but did not ask about his meaning.

Coincidentally or not, Mas Indra walked to our place with the servants holding trays filled with food.

He told them to put it on the floor.

Sit down to eat together.

Mas Indra even set aside chili that I do not like.

Carrying clean meat from chili to put on my plate.

"Thank you, baby," I said teasing the creature there.

From the corner of my eye, I saw a female bulldozer, which he said was straying in this back hall, some of it was heard stomping their feet. Go out.

Poor their servants. Being embarrassed for unreasonable reasons.

Nameplang is attached as big as a head. The prohibition is lined up like a painting.

And they say they don't know?

Tell me if a cat can lay eggs!

"If you're still in love, why let go?"

Mother sounds. His eyes looked straight at Mas Indra.

I was acting wrong when Mom looked at me.

"My fault, Mom. Give a mother's child a problem."

"You're cheating?"

Indra Lamat looked at me. He looked down in front of mom.

He told me about everything.

Mother's face was red since hearing the story from Mas Indra's mouth.

He didn't say anything.

But must be very disappointed.

Her daughter-in-law who was respectful to her, who always looked friendly with her daughter, turned out to be so cruel with other women.

Although Mas Indra said that only the first year was still in contact with his girlfriend, he also admitted to continuing to fidget in the months after releasing his woman.

Ignoring someone who is carrying their child.

Before entering the hotel door, I saw Kusuma standing in wait. I let mom in first.

Kusuma told me to follow him by moving my head.

We had coffee for a while. Without saying a word.

"You don't want to withdraw your complaint?"

I shook firmly.

"I'm sorry about him. He's just a plain kid. Which always follows its surroundings, with motion which cannot be deceived."

"That's not plain. He's just stupid."

"No. His actions could make the lives of many people die in vain. A building is broken. And it could be a people accused of it. You know, bombs are sensitive."

"That's the plain of Kamala. Tempting men as if they are teasing children. Using striking objects to achieve his ambitions. He didn't think the impact was going forward" Kusuma said, confirming my reasoning.

"He's twenty years old and can't think of his future impact?"

I smiled at her side.

"Then? Will she be the capital of this country? If anyone ever glances at his master, I think he'll uproot the rest of his family."

Kusuma did not argue.

Must be like I said, his 'plain' sister's attitude and thoughts.

"Kusuma, how about I be him? Taking the lives of everyone who glanced at Mas Indra? You're gonna stand next to me, like when you're standing next to your sister?"

"If you want to free Kamala."

"Hhhh!" I jerked my breath.

Smiling scornfully at Kusuma.

"You don't understand? That idiot is you!"

I don't want to continue this conversation.

Doesn't he understand that if I act like his sister, he and his family will come with me to destroy?

But I don't want to. If someone wants to tease my husband, let it go.

See how the husband acts. Is he loyal?

Only after the husband acts, either open the door for a third person or close the door. I just want to hit them.

For a faithful man, he will not be tempted.

And if someone likes to cheat, it will be untenable even if it binds him with an eye.

Even if people can change, I don't want to wait for an cheating person to turn into a loyal one.

It's too long.

Maybe when he got sick, maybe when he was poor, maybe when he got into the burrow.

The healthy, the rich, the powerful, is anyone capable of turning from an cheat into a loyal one?

"Wait!" exclaimed Kusuma held back my steps.

I sharpened my ears without turning. Kusuma understands. He continued speaking without waiting for me to look at him.

"I know who's behind it."

"Say."

"Let go of my sister."

I smiled at him, again. I looked down on him. Intimidating.

"You think I don't know who the mastermind is?"

"You know and keep putting my sister in jail?" he said with surprise.

"It feels like, if there is a mastermind or not, your sister's actions are out of bounds. Kusuma, think wisely. Don't just because he's your brother, you close your eyes."

"I do whatever it takes to make my sister free."

"How about having your sister crawl on her birthday?"

I said origin. How can they lower their self-esteem?

I walk the marble floor one by one accompanied by a lot of vehicles passing by.

The breeze I can't enjoy.

There is a heart that must be vigilant.

A crowded hotel. It feels like a market.

Is this the best quality hotel in the capital?

My heart frowned when I saw a bunch of men in uniform coming out of the elevator.

On the floor of our room, a prohibition line crossed the entrance hallway.

"Son, your brother and father.."

My mother followed me with tears on her face.

Shaking my arm violently.

A woman in uniform came to calm mother.

"What's this, Mom?" ask the woman who still looks beautiful.

"Two grown men were found lifeless by your mother. We're processing the crime scene. Please ask her mother to calm down."

"No! Please take your stuff again! As their family, I drew complaints. Let us all take care of it!"

"Son..?"

Mother looked at me with a questioning look accompanied by disappointment, who might still not believe my words.

I won't be moved.

This is not something the police will solve.

My two best guards are guarding up close and someone escapes?

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