A Cup of Black Coffee
Chapter 87

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Zhafran was fed up with all the rebuttals Aryani had always uttered. He left his wife and went to his study, just like that.

Aryani followed the husband did not accept, he felt what he did was natural as a wife, even though the remaining money of the husband's gono gini treasure was still there.

If only to repay the loan to the cooperative, it is still very enough. At first, the husband wished he had paid it off.

But according to Aryani it is in vain because in the end they will not have the grip to start a new life again.

Therefore Aryani spent half the money for her needs so that she could re-create vlogs, who knows later many more people who want to wear them to endorse.

He seemed to forget that he was included in the ranks of the most hated women in the country and hoped too high.

Feeling himself again ignored, Aryani did not bother, after all his desire has been achieved. He can go back to social media with his new stuff.

She was sure that whatever she was, her husband would forgive her again.

Aryani posted a video of herself shopping yesterday. Not that the praise he received was precisely the diatribe comments still filled his comment column.

One of them is very rude words and makes Aryani's heart hurt very deep.

[Chew, the actor is finally nongol again! Shopping Mum? What pity does a newly divorced husband have? What else does his foundation want to collapse. Upps forget that the first capital actor is not the appearance, iye right?]

One of the people who gets the most likes. Some say [Prepare to find a new target! I am really very sorry, a lot of girls who hijab really, but damaged because of actors like this model!]

Aryani throws her phone into bed, frustrated that everyone is still insulting her.

"What the heck are they, rich holy! I love living people's lives!" his gerrick.

Intentions want to show off the clothes that he bought yesterday, must be done. He turned off the comments for fear that his heart would get sicker.

While still surfing on social media, she was surprised to see the post of her ex-husband's wife who was spending time abroad.

"Bad as hell as Zahra! Abis divorced instead of pondering what his mistake, even a walk. He must have gotten a lot from the division of the treasure yesterday."

"It can't be done, I want to know how much money they actually make!" his weakness.

But she did not find any agreement on the results of the distribution of her husband's property in the room.

Aryani believes that the letter must have been kept by Zhafran in his study.

When frustrated with the state of the household, suddenly the husband entered the room with his eyes moist.

"Where are you going?" aryani asked as she saw Zhafran was picking up a change of clothes.

"I'm on Abi's phone making it home now," replied Zhafran flatly.

"Yes pah. I just went there yesterday. What the hell is it?" aryani.

Zhafran lazily replied, he immediately stepped foot into the bathroom about to change clothes.

Unfortunately the intention had to stop when Aryani blocked it.

"I want to go for a walk Pah! Did you see Zahra's post? Abis divorced from you instead of being introspective, he was even fun to go abroad!" aryani.

Zhafran simply threw away his fed up face. He is eager to throw Aryani out of his presence if he does not remember that Aryani is his wife.

"Honestly, equally mamah, actually the division of your property is fair!" cecar Aryani while folding both hands on the chest.

Zhafran stared intently at the wife who suspected him.

"You suspect?" reply Zhafran.

"Well, papah is not open the same mamah about the division of gono gini property!" aryani answered honestly.

Without saying much, Zhafran put his clothes on the bed, then walked towards his study again.

He took a chocolate map from the drawer and placed it on his chest.

Aryani immediately opened a letter of distribution of wealth gono-gini Zhafran and Zahra.

He was surprised instead of playing when he saw the fact that Zahra was earning more money as he had expected.

"It's true, if Zahra's mom gets more, it's not fair dong pah!" aryani.

"That's my treasure and Zahra's. You'd forgotten? When you gave birth at that time I told you to use our savings? So the money was hers, so I changed half of it for her. Understood?"

"Come on over the counter anyway. It is my duty to pay for my delivery. It's not fair."

"As far as you. After all, you have no right to interfere with my and Zahra's problems."

Lazy continued the fray for matters that were not Aryani realm, making Zhafran leave the wife just like that.

He had to come to his parents' house immediately because the father had asked him to hurry up since.

While Aryani still grumbled indistinctly in the workspace Zhafran.

He then had the idea to re-introduce his former mad brother.

Using a fake account, he commented on Zahra's post looking very happy.

[Duh meraknya who streets using money from gono-gini which is not fair division ya sis. Beware, greedy people reply sadistic ]

Zahra who knew who the account was just smiled cynically.

"You are Yan. At times it must be silenced as well, "the monologue Zahra while typing a reply to a fake Aryani account.

[Thank God, my treasure is absolutely mine. Not the result of taking someone else's property. Even to use the rights of others. I even fear people who like to eat the rights of others get more frightening karma ]

Aryani again felt annoyed by Zahra's answer, as if the former madam already knew if the one who gave the comment was her.

"Sial is right about this Zahra. Now he dares to reply to me, watch him. She must have been pretending to be happy, but her heart was a mess!"

"I'll make him hotter, if you know how romantic we are now. Wait, you will cry blood!"

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Zhafran immediately went to his parents' residence without saying goodbye to his wife.

In the living room there are already his parents, Hulya is also a husband and wife of Fathur and Mala.

In his heart Zhafran cheered happily if the plan to persuade the sister must succeed, seen from the look of Hulya's face that did not look sour when he met her.

"Assalamualaikum, I'm sorry to wait so long, Mr Fathur and Miss Mala?" greet Zhafran while greeting the two.

He sat in a chair directly across from his father.

Zhafran looked at the confused father. Because his father showed a sad face.

He felt something bad had happened. Zhafran condemned his stupidity, which ignored his father's request just for the sake of arguing with his wife.

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Tbc