
"Money can change everything. And this is how I feel right now." continued Dara miris.
"Just from now on, you don't be sad, be happy and live life casually, enjoy the process.
Let Haris suffer." hahahaaa.
Dina chimed in with her cherry laughter.
"You're right, Din. Be that much better, yet at this time I am still his rightful wife. But it's just that right now I'm like a concubine to my own husband. But never mind, the important thing can make him fall poor." said Dara while exhaling deeply, loosening the burden that squeezes in his chest.
"You really are, too, Being a Mistress Husband himself, jeez like the title of the novel anyway, so inget the novel written by author Za, I read the gemes myself. Eeeh turns out you are natural in the real world, it turns out that many men modeled like Haris. May it be kept away from the model." Dina shuddered to herself, and made Dara laugh at the expression of her best friend.
When chatting with Dina, a message came from the phone held by Dara. Who else if not Haris who thinks his opponent chating Riani. The girl he always dreamed of.
Despite being in one office, Riani never came out of her room, in order to keep Haris from seducing her bright light and so as not to arouse suspicion when Haris sent her a message.
[Beautiful, why don't you get in the office. Are you sick?] the message that must be sent and make Dara frown on her forehead.
"Din! Riani what's sick?
This is Haris sending a message asking if Riani is sick, because she did not go to work today." asked Dara who told the contents of the message from Haris, her husband.
"In the meantime, I'll call Riani first" replied Siska, who called Riani. It didn't take long, the second call was up.
"Hallo asalamualaikum, Riani!
Ni, didn't you go to work today?" sapa Dina started a conversation with her cousin.
"Vaalaikumsallm, mba.
Yeah I don't go to work, there's a family event while celebrating my birthday too.
Oh yes, it just so happened that Dina called, later in the afternoon came to the house yes, same Mbak Dara also mbak Sintia." said Riani with a cheerful voice.
"Your cirain is sick. This is Haris chat nanyain you do not enter the office what is sick." said Dina chuckled.
"Oh, you know the guy. What if we just do it, Mbak?
Let me invite him to the most expensive restaurant tomorrow, we'll work it out. Let him tease. Ma'am Dara told me to set it, how.
Anyway, tomorrow we wear him out.
For today just answer me is being bothered with the family that, who knows he wants to give money again, right? hihihi!" sahut Dara gave his ignorant idea.
"Seriously, don't you mind Tomi?" reply Dina make sure.
"Yes mbak, no papa, anyways will meet Haris not alone, there mbak Dina, mbak Dara also mbak Sintia right?
So safe!" sahut Dara is sure.
"Well, if so, we'll come to your event later in the afternoon. But you said Sintia yes, call her to be more polite. Yasudah can't hang up first, asalamualaikum!" reply Dina who hung up her phone and smiled meaningfully towards Dara who was waiting for a story from her.
"Where?" ask Dara curiously.
"Riani's fine, she's just having a family event, later in the afternoon we are invited to come to her house, Riani's birthday today." said Dina casually.
"Thank God, thank God that Riani is fine
Riani's birthday huh?
How about if we find this finished gift, but it's still at this hour?" dara's proposal which answered a nod of signs agreed by Dina.
"And one more. Prepare yourself tomorrow, Ra!
You have to dress up pretty, because we're going to hang out in Haris. Riani said, tomorrow we have to run Haris for a treat at the most expensive restaurant under the pretext of celebrating his birthday. I want to see what Haris' reaction would be like if you were there, too. Definitely exciting!" connect Dina enthusiastically.
"Well, that's a great idea. Yasudah, later buy gifts for Riani, I want to buy clothes for dipake tomorrow." reply Dara who is also very enthusiastic.
"Ship, cool!" Dina pointed her thumb at her best friend.
[Kok not answered the chat, mas?
What are you sick with?
Coming home from the office, right?
"Mas Haris sent another message, so worried that he was the same Riani. Even if I or Hilya were sick she never cared at all. Huuuft!" rfor Dara who felt tightness in her chest.
"Jain only, how do I let him pour his money again. Let me add to your account. Already, do not think or make your heart hurt, just use the opportunity bucin Haris to produce a purse of rupiah, let you be a rich widow. Your husband's model man is not worth crying, especially regret. Hemp it!" sukul Dina who does not want Dara slumped just because of the foot of the foot of the model Haris.
Dara rubbed her face and let out a rough breath. Then reply to the contents of the chat Haris after thinking for a moment, so that Haris sympathizes and wants to transfer his money for Riani, but in reality Dara is the one who enjoys the money with her son, Dara, his future investments before I'm widowed.
[Sorry, mas, long back.
I'm busy again, at home again there is an event] reply Dara who immediately looks blue tick.
Gercep also in Haris responded to messages from other women. Batin Dara.
[What event is there?
Thank goodness you are not sick. Mas since last thought to you, afraid of you why] reply Haris accompanied by emoticons smile blushing and hugging.
[Well nyetrum yes. I also had the same thought Haris, how yes, again confused I tuh]
Reply Dara who imitates his language style Riani.
To make her acting more convincing.
[Take a hard, stiff mind mas?
Whoa, happiness. Thought angel. So I see your smile!] gombal Haris who immediately jumped happy to read the contents of the message sent by Dara aka fake Riani.
[Occustomed to it, Mom!
Inget loh, there's a wife's son. Don't be weird]
[So soon, I'm going to divorce Dara.
Do you want to be my wife later?]
Dara rounded her eyes when reading Haris' message, basic husband there is no morality, Dara wrote in her heart.
[About sure of divorce, may we be a match?
I dare not promise much, let fate determine. We just go through the plot.] reply Dara wisely, so that later not in demand because it never promised anything to Haris about the future.
☘️☘️☘️☘️☘️☘️☘️☘️☘️☘️☘️☘️☘️☘️☘️☘️☘️☘️☘️☘️☘️☘️☘️☘️☘️☘️☘️☘️☘️☘️☘️☘️☘️☘️☘️☘️☘️☘️☘️☘️☘️☘️☘️☘️☘️☘️☘️☘️☘️☘️☘️
don't forget to stop by my other work.
#Pressure From Ex-Husband (Lat)
#Love in the bonds of Destiny (ongoing)
#Scoffs of Eve (ongoing)
#Love my husband to another woman (ongoing)
#Strong Arumi (ongoing)
#Second woman (Finished)
#False love is wrong (Lone)
#Love wrapped in Lust (ongoing )
New works :
#Because my son's legacy died at my hands
#My dad prefers other women
#When Love Should Choose
#Being My Own Husband's Mick
Sweet hug from far away, may we always be given health and blessing in every step we take.
Haturnuhun has read the work of Eve and do not forget to leave a trail with likes, comments and love yes yes yes, I have a & a & a & a.