Badboy My husband
~Badboy Husband 100 100•
Gea was in the emergency room.
The altar stared at Aisha and firmly gripped her wife's wrist. Aisha who was afraid just kept quiet.
"Ka-k, Gea fell on her own not Ais pushed her or let go of her hand, she herself let go of my hand" explained Aisha to her husband who kept pulling her somewhere. "Aw, this is a sore Altar, please take it off, we can have a good talk. It's not Ice that did it."
The altar releases Aisha's hand. "So, look at it with your own head and eyes, you let go of his hand so he fell!" emphatic Altar.
Aisha shakes. "No misunderstanding, it wasn't me who did it brother Altar, when did you trust me!" Aisba followed firmly do not want to be blamed.
Plaque!
A hard slap landed on Aisha's veil-covered cheek. The woman faced sideways while holding the cheek that had just been slapped by her own husband. From the corner of the eye it has started to drip.
"You did it Aisha!" accuse the Altar of clutching Aisha's shoulder back. "You don't like him, you're jealous that you're close to him so you're doing this!"
Aisha shakes. "It wasn't Ice that did it, Altar!"
"Aisha, be honest with sister." The tone of the Altar this time heard softly from his sense of landmarks.
Aisha shakes her head back. "But it's true Altar, it's not Ais who did it."
"Since when do you want to lie to your sister? Brother saw!"
Aisha brushed off the Altar's hand from her shoulder firmly. "If you see her why did you ask Ais for proof? Didn't you see clearly that Iis pushed him! Brother slapped me only I don't want to reveal it. So it's true I did it motherfucker!" Aisha's last words she exalted.
"Why are you lakainin?"
"Because I don't like him! Are you satisfied?"
"What sentence did you suggest to brother? I'm your husband Aisha!" altar Ngegas.
"I don't want to have a husband who never trusted me!" Aisha. "Sister does love Aisha, but what's the point of having love and relationships without trust?"
After saying that, Aisha left from there leaving the Altar still frozen.
Altar ruffled her furstasi hair, she sat on the chair that was in the hospital courtyard.
"Why," cried the Altar. "I love you Aisha, but why are you like this damn thing.I trust you, but you see clearly you let go of Gea's hand," muttered the Altar hitting her head violently.
Suddenly someone sat beside him. "Tar, go after him, I know you're worried right now" suggested someone who is none other than Atlanta.
The altar glimpsed. "Let him go, he's always like that!" the Ketus Altar gazed upwards inhaling the air greedily.
"Lo moron? He was heartbroken from the clash from home to the hospital. Even I saw you slap him very hard," Atlanta told her cousin." Sorry I accidentally eavesdropped on your conversation."
"Don't be my nasehatin!"
"Gue is not nasehatin lo, but your wife is currently in the fog. You sure he did it?"
"Who knows you're just looking at the current problems of both of them! You always make quick conclusions, set*n." Atlanta was very happy with her cousin.
"Pursue him, si*lan." Atlanta punched firmly the pointed nose of the Altar.
"Baj1ngan," the Altar looked at the center of Atlanta's thigh, then ran away leaving it alone.
Atlanta grimaced holding the middle of her thigh. "I'm missing my wife's future, because of the playwright."
"Sir, what's wrong at the rame?" ask the Altar when looking for Aisha and accidentally see the crowd outside the hospital.
"It's a deck, there's a single collision. He said the veiled girl who wanted to hit the road but something fell down and he stopped right in the middle of the road to pick it up, and there was a car going on a very date from the west to hit him," obviously fathers.
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