
After Davina's gone from home. Leana came out of the room. His intention to reverse going dirty. On the way Leana glanced at Atlanta who was sitting on the sofa while watching tv.
Leana's current clothes were already neat. He intends to return to find a job. Although she has a husband, but their lives do not get along a little.
After putting the dirty dishes in the sink, Leana washed her hands and headed for the living room. Atlanta who knows Leana will come closer just pretend not to care.
"Atlan, I'll get out first. Looking for work," Leana's permission to her husband, she reached out her hand to Atlanta. Atlanta did not reply at all.
Leana smiled wryly. He lowered his hand and walked out of the house. When she got to the doorway, Leana stopped hearing Atlanta's words.
"Who told you to work?" ask Atlanta.
Leana turned around, looking at Atlan. The man got off the couch and approached him.
"I'm alone, who else?" ask Leana.
Atlanta gripped Leana's arm, so the girl grimaced in pain.
"Have you dared to answer in such a tone?"
"Keep I will answer what Atlan? I asked permission, I work for my own needs. If I don't work what will I live for?" leana asked not afraid at all. His fear was over in place of his heartache.
"Gue your husband, I'll be playing all your expenses. Simply you stay at home, layanin needs me and my girl is enough," replied Atlan Semurim firmly gripped Leana's arm.
Leana tried to remove Atlan's grip from her arm, because it was so strong and made her sick.
"Atlan was sick, sick," Leana rebelled. Atlan also released his grip.
"Gue said you won't work, you don't live at home! I said, I'm your husband" said Atlan.
Leana stared at Atlan's bead, the bead that was still the same as before. In those eyes there was no sign of hatred even longing.
"Atlan," call Leana. "Please don't act like this" Leana said. "You hurt me."
"That's my goal" answered Atlan.
They look at each other. Although they were not together for long, they both still memorized their nature.
As of now Atlan had seen signs Leana was about to cry. From his eyes and the look on his face Atlan had already memorized what the girl would do.
"Hiks-hiks, you're Atlanta's evil," said Leana with a cry. She hit the chest of her husband's pawn.
"Lo's worse, you let me down Leana! If you don't do things that don't hurt me, maybe our relationship is fine" Atlanta said.
Leana lowered her head in silence, Atlan held the girl's chin to raise her gaze.
"Atlan, we've been together a long time. If you believe me there's no way you're sure in the video that it's me, Atlan."
"But it's obvious in the video that's your face, Leana."
"You can't recognize my posture? Don't we know each other? If it is like that, then you must know that my posture and the person in the video are not me. You should also know that the video could have been edited, you know the current times?"