Airin And The Rich Man's
Pregnant Women Not Divorced

The two slaps from Galang made Frita drown, but not the guilt that was in her head, but regret because of her affair had to be exposed by Galang.

"Based on cheap women, what else do you want to explain? Is all your behavior unclear?" galang Hardik.

"I-i ...."

Several times Frita's mouth opened and then closed again. He wanted to defend himself, but there was not a single alibi he managed to get.

Galang smiled cynically seeing Frita speechless, a smile that was clearly only to cover up the disappointment and heartache he felt.

On the other hand Galang was not satisfied to vent his anger. Galang's gaze turned to Raditya who was still on the bed.

Seeing that brash man, made the emotions inside Galang even more explosive. He walked over, to teach the man who had destroyed his household.

"You, didn't you know she was married? What kind of man only teases people's wives?" roar Galang with a thunderous voice.

Along with that one hand Galang stretched out to grip Raditya's neck, followed by another fist swinging hard.

Buuggh ....

"Mhhhhh ...."

The garrang staggered back with fresh blood pouring from his nose.

The raw bogem from Raditya made him stagger, and his gaze was twitched.

Raditya stared mockingly, he who was younger and bigger in stature, could easily withstand Galang's punch. Even he managed to strike back by landing his fist on Galang's face.

"Basic weak! It's only natural that if your wife cheats on you, you're a useless man!" hina Raditya's.

Not content to insult, Raditya still intends to beat Galang who is already helpless.

But this time the security hotel that accompanied Galang rushed to help, until Raditya's kick did not reach Galang.

With their well-trained security skills, they can knock out Raditya easily enough, and Raditya is dragged out of the room.

The condition of Galang was in pain with who was still pouring heavily not wasted by Frita, he rushed to Galang to get sympathy.

"Mas, are you okay?" ask Frita by putting on a worried look.

However, Frita's outstretched hand immediately got a pat.

"Don't touch me with your dirty hands!" bentak Galang's.

"Mas, what are you talking about? I'm your wife, Mas" said spoiled Frita.

With the remnants of the energy he had, Galang forced his body to stand. Again Frita tried her luck to help her.

"I told you not to touch me! Are you deaf, huh?" hardik Galang again.

"Mas .. I'm sorry. I'm sorry, give me a chance to right this wrong." Frita.

His eyes were already glazed over, then slowly his tears just flowed.

Galang unsheathed a sharp gaze, he did not want to be fooled once more. Tears will not change the situation.

"Yes, you still have a chance to fix your life, and I'm also going to fix mine. We fix each other's lives!" firmly Galang.

"Mas, what do you mean?"

"I mean, from now on you're not my wife anymore, I'm dropping a talaq for you!"

Tubub Frita immediately limped her, she shook her head. "No, you can't divorce me, it's not legal. Right now I'm pregnant, and what I'm carrying is your son, our son!"

The grinning smile. "Our son? It's obvious it's not my son, it's the son of your cheating man."

"Don't just talk, Mas. Of course it's your son, who else would you like?"

"Yes, yes .. if that is my son, let's prove it!"

"Prove it?"

"Yes, we do the DNA bag, do you dare?"

The challenge from Galang made Frita swallow saliva, where maybe he wanted to do a DNA test, because the father of the child is not Galang.

"Why silence? You don't dare?"

"But, Mas."

"Alaa .. Stop this rotten charade. You don't need to talk much anymore. Better pack your things, then get your mother out of my house!"

Galang immediately left after ending his words, died Frita who was still silent on the spot.

Frita hurriedly put on clothes, then caught up with Galang in a hurry.

He thought hard, however, he should not let go of Galang, he should get a way so as not to lose Galang, lose his treasure.

Seriate.