(Former) Prince's Wife
007

"Then, hehe."

"Hehe hehe WHAT??"

"Pay me my hospital money."

"Huh?"

"Doctors know the address of this house. The officers will come to us if they can't pay."

Inconveniencing.

Finally I handed over the wedding ring I deliberately brought for me to remember.

The model is very good. Not market. I love the shape, not the memories.

Now I have to let go of all that.

There is no way I take profit money from the places where Mas Indra gave.

My position will be discovered.

Let me sacrifice this time and bet Mas Indra will not know my position with Kusuma.

Half-heartedly I returned to the general hospital of the area. Set foot with a careless heart.

My eyes surround me. Fear of being captured by Mas Indra.

When my heart was too scared, my eyes caught the man's presence. In a terrible position.

His body was lying on top of the gurney. His body looks terrible.

Our eyes meet.

I hurried to turn my face away.

I subconsciously pulled Kusuma's hand away from the emergency room.

I don't want to see her again.

My heart will be broken later.

Seeing her face reminds me of Aden. The Rudial number is always raised on the third ring.

After making small talk, I showed her my real reason for contacting her.

"Is Aden okay? Can I see him?"

Although I can count fingers when I make physical contact with him, sometimes this heart misses Aden and wants to see him.

Especially when Mas Indra forced Aden to stay in our room, which at that time his small room was being repaired to match the template I made.

There are many other rooms.

I kept ringing his innocent face.

At night, Mas Indra will wake up and give the pillow I have been working on to Aden.

His behavior is very smart and loving in parenting children.

Therefore, I felt good when I left Aden there.

Love and material outpouring will be obtained. It may include the mother's affection, as receiving Mas Indra must also accept Aden.

It is not good to treat it badly.

If Mas Indra's wife, one day, can pretend well in the presence of Mas Indra, I can take care of her when Mas Indra leaves.

Ratih and the others, would continue to be in his magnificent palace, as long as they did not kill and behave immorally on purpose.

"Thirteen million in total four hundred twenty-two thousand five hundred rupiah, sis."

I'm nodding. Read the details carefully. There is a road drug that is intended for a week, as an observation of the level of dryness of the wound.

Sit quietly waiting. A tall woman in a shiny black suit, came to my seat.

Without further ado, I thrust out my wedding ring.

She's flabbergasted.

Of course, this beautiful Gina is the ring designer I was about to sell.

The beautiful woman in modern clothes, in fact, can not be separated from the myths and silly stories.

It says the ring was made after a full month's asceticism, so that the one wearing it would last until death.

That guy, I didn't believe it in the first place.

Not because I think Mas Indra will have another woman, I just don't believe in the myth.

"I'd guess. Your unbelieving face will make my apathy in vain. You and your husband separated? To have to sell this precious wedding ring."

"I'm just asking for your value."

"Because it's only one and it's been worn by a pair of people, I can't appreciate it as much as before."

"I accept," I quickly ambushed.

To pay the hospital\, it must be enough. If it's true\, I can even make a small shop. Warung p*p ic*d for example.

"Just twenty—"

"Seven hundred and eighty-eight million. That's my bid price. You can bid higher."

I can't say. Twenty million, I think that's enough for that little pearl-studded ring. It looks elegant and does not attract many eyes.

Its appearance is sufficient so as not to eliminate its simple impression.

Hundreds millions?

And that's the price of a second?!

"I'll be honest. The price of this gem can reach one and a half, but because we made a pair ring that is not marketable, if only sold one, the price will be very down. You can ask for full value if you sell both."

"One and a half billion?"

"Yes. If a pair can even be three point two, it costs two hundred million more. But because of one, I most cherish nine hundred and ninety-nine million. Not a billion."

"It's all right."

"I happen to bring it all. Please accept."

I traded the ring and the ownership papers for a suitcase with money.

The woman was pleased with a very big smile.

I paid for Kusuma's treatment and left the hospital.

I never held that much money. The ring is a wedding ring. The undue ring was too precious, because Mas Indra only used me as a substitute for his lover.

Why do I say that?

Because the set of prayer tools that I get from his kabul pledge, is only a prayer tool with a range of one or two million.

I used to think of it as very special. After seeing how much wealth he had, I came to know that one and two million was not worth much.

Even a hundred million dowry was not a big thing for him, an hour could easily be obtained by him.

The wedding ring was very light.

It costs an incredible one billion.

"Because the money is more, want to make all the effort? The power of selling ice seger-seger there is not yet there. P*p ice, for example," suggested the man whose cheeks were still bruised.

I'm dumbfounded. It turns out our heads are the same.

How could he and I alike think of p*p ice!?

"After that. Let's secure this money to a new account. If you are not strong, just go home. Your body still has a lot of wounds."

"Whoa. This wound is so small. You underestimated my physical strength?"

"I'm not forcing."

I'd be indifferent if he had already decided so.

The wounds on his body, were terrifying. It is inconceivable what happened to get the wound.

The stitches must be everywhere. I saw her blood continuously splattered from all sides, as she was moved from room to room.

My sheets also turned red.

I heard his jaw bone was shifted due to a hard object hit, maybe because it was a very messy eating marks.

He must be having trouble eating.

Accompanied by the patient, I finally put all the proceeds from the sale of my wedding ring with a new account.

Leave a few mumps to buy new cooking ingredients that are easy to swallow Kusuma.

I've recruited him, so I have to pay attention to his health.

Although I did not believe he could actually be my subordinate like the others, I could at least do him good and make a good impression.

So, if he comes back home and comes to power, I have a friend who can protect me.

My house is not a charity. I made sure he was useful in my palace, though not as big as his palace.

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