After Marriage
The Fate of Goddess
When Anha opened her gliter-colored wallet to pick up the cell phone to send a message to Hasan if he wants to go home after this, it was canceled to stop by Hasan's parents' house.
However, the noise outside the toilet cubicle caught the attention of Anha who was about to write a message for Hasan.
“But damn base. Make emotions!” someone said. And Anha knew it was Mama Erin's voice.
Anha gulped, less shit did she get stuck in this bathroom with Aunt Erin again?
“Beru really fucking mantu! Make a sprain!”
No heti hentinya Aunt Erin swore serapah from earlier. With curiosity that rippled in the heart. Anha moved slowly to open the door of the toilet room until it opened slightly and she could see Aunt Erin from inside here.
The Goddess was next to him. What don't the Goddess's relationship with Aunt Erin be close, huh? Nothing like his relationship with his father-in-law.
Aunt Erin gave her bag to the Goddess who was beside her roughly.
“Nih, holdin!” aunt Erin said like giving the bag to her lackey. I don't know why Anha got carried away with the feeling until she got upset too. If it was Anha, it would have thrown away the bag. Really don't appreciate people at all.
Aunt Erin flicked her hands in front of her face as if she was overheated from burning her own emotions. After that Aunt Erin washed her hands while her mouth was still actively nagging. The goddess beside him was silent with a face of pity.
“Heran, deh, the same Scream. Why, anyway, the girl choice is no good at all. Even the longer, really, the quality is getting decreased, anyway.”
Anha closed her mouth to hear this using her palm. Half do not believe also because the fate of the Goddess is not much different from his fate first.
“This again is useless. Wonder why also Ikram not hunted other girls like you. Damn it has no good ghost all,” grumbled Aunt Erin then left the Goddess alone in this bathroom.
Anha was still observing from the gap of this toilet cubicle, not daring to go out if the Goddess had not yet gone from the bathroom.
Anha frowned, did her eyes miss the scene in front of her? Even Anha rubbed her eyes who knew she had seen wrong.
Seen in front there the Goddess wiped her tears. She cried?
“No papa Dewi. The important thing is that you are still the same Mas Ikram,” said Dewi with a soft look but can still be caught by Anha's ears. The Goddess still wiped her tears. He was trying to strengthen himself.
Anha grimaced, she thought Dewi would be happy and live a good life and be treated like a queen when married to a rich man like Ikram. But the truth is not like that. The fate of the Goddess turned out to be no different from the fate of the previous Anha.
Without needing to be told, Anha was able to guess how the Goddess was wasted in the big house. Moreover, the economy of the Goddess under Anha at that time. Must be full she ate her mother-in-law's curse.
Either happy or sad. Anha prefers not to sympathize with the Goddess. That's none of his business. After the Goddess had already walked out of the new bathroom Anha came out from inside this cubicle.
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