DESTINY OF JAMILA
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"The salsa.... Dong dong loves playing his hape. Her eyes will hurt, baby..!" reprimand a beautiful woman with her small nose. The woman smiled faintly at the child, yes the child must be treated kindly and gently, in order to obey. If it is based, it is even more revolting and has been said.

Her name was Jamila Riahanum, 30. Housewife, as well as honorary teacher in one of the Madrasah Negeri. She has a beautiful daughter named Salsabila Cantika aged 5 years, and now has entered Kindergarten. Salsa is a very beautiful child as the name implies, Salsabila Cantika. How not pretty, Salsa, his nickname. He has a beautiful mother and a handsome father. Her father's name is Irfan Vanse.

"Yes Ma, in a minute!" sahut Salsa was quick, his gaze was still focused on the hape screen. Salsa is already addicted to watching cartoons or watching tiktok on the phone. Mila, the woman is more often called Mila. He was overwhelmed to handle his son who was addicted to playing hape. If not, you can cry. This was all because her husband Irfan was spoiling the princess.

"Mama's done the dishes. You have to take a shower, you can't play hape anymore!" Threaten Mila, look before the princess. Mila often let the princess bathe herself, she did educate her son not spoiled, in contrast to the husband, who if there is an opportunity or free time would be happy to bathe his son.

"Emmm... " The child is lazy to talk to.

Mila also hastened the dish washing event. He had to take a shower with his daughter. Her husband will be home from work soon. Her husband Irfan works for a gold mining company. And only today went to work, because a week ago her husband was out of town.

Mila smiles while washing dishes. Today is their 6th wedding anniversary. So, Irfan invited to eat outside to celebrate, of course Mila was very happy to be invited to eat outside. Indeed, the last 2 years, Irfan looks more affectionate to him, than before. But her husband is now often out of town and her hape is untouchable.

Eemhh... Aaaahhkkp..

Mila's forehead shriveled, when she faintly heard the sound of the village han. His eyebrows are linked because they feel they know the voice. Especially when the han village was accompanied by a cry.

"Such as Mas Irfan's voice, but where?" muttered Mila, he stopped washing his dishes. His two eyes moved to and fro, astonished by that lustful voice. Even the woman with the ant-like eyebrows lined up shuddered, as the han village was accompanied by a groan.

Mila dizzy looking for the source of the sound that makes it uncomfortable. The round-eyed woman further sharpened her hearing in order to immediately find the origin of the sound. His feet are now moving towards the room. Because, that voice came from their room.

"The salsa...! what are you watching, son?" mila said in a panic he assumed his son had played video por no. His eyes were fixed on the thing the princess was holding.

"I, this is Ma. Daddy!" salsa replied nervous and frightened.

"A, Your father...!" His thin hands stretched out quickly when he was about to grab the smart thing of his from the princess. His chest suddenly thumped fast.he was curious with a voice full of bira hi without pause.

His gaze locked after seeing what his phone screen displayed. The slender woman's heart seemed to stop beating, as her eyelash-like eyes scanned every scene like an adult film. The thin lips trembled withstanding bitterly, the eye with its brownish bead suddenly heated up and prepared to shed the clear liquid, the pain reliever it experienced. His heart seemed to be squeezed by a reality that was never imagined at all. Inside her phone screen, her beloved husband was sharing a sweat with another woman.

Achaghfirullah. .

His fingers lentiknya gold smart objects until his handbooks whitened. As strong as he tried to toughen up, the body weighing 50 kilo grams was slumped on the floor. For a moment his brain was still unable to accept the reality that his net saw. Her heart tried to deny that the man on the phone was not her husband.

Hearing his daughter call out, hurriedly rubbed the corner of his wet eyes. The woman with the eyebrows like an ant lined up repeatedly sighed in order to behave normally. He looked at the princess, who was in front of him.

"Mama why?" salsa asked as she looked at the face of the woman who had given birth to her with such struggle

Mila felt clumsy to be noticed by her son in such a way. He rose up and embraced the baby. He rubbed his cheek again, which was flooded with tears.

"Mr..!" Salsa distanced the body of the mother, she was curious about her mother who suddenly cried.

"Em, Mama was flickering, dear "said with a face that was clear, her lips covered a thin smile to disguise the wound. A charade to cover up the grief.

The blonde-haired girl approached him, acting like a protector and savior. "Here's brother blow." After speaking, both of her tiny hands cupped her mother's cheeks, then slowly the little girl blew the area of her mother's eyes.

"Already," he said, his tiny hand still rubbed the soft cheeks of the woman who had given birth to him. "Where, Mama? Did you eat?" added ask.

Mila blinked her eyes a few times to complete her skit in front of her daughter. "Alhamdulillah, my God, get well immediately, Brother. Thank you yes. Now Mama's eyes are fine" he said, kissing the cheek of Salsa's puffer. After that he got up, pretending to be busy making the bed.

"Together, Mama," said Salsa no less happy. The boy was confused, occasionally lifting a pillow that was still messy. Salsa played on the bed, so their bed was a mess.

"Ma, what was Dad again? I play with horses with auntie Irene, but don't wear clothes. So Dad's koq Nen Nen with Aunt Irene?"

Deg

It feels like Mila's heart is about to be dislodged from her place, shocked by the leaked question. The daughter had been watching the father play in bed with the woman's co-worker. It's a shame

Mila was stunned, now it was clear that what she saw was indeed a reality not just a hallucination. Now it's not just the pain she feels after knowing she's been betrayed. However, there was also anger because her husband thought he was crazy. How could he do that, and that video why could Salsa watch. Who sent it?

Yes, Mila who panicked at the sight of the hot video, quickly turned off her phone, as she squeezed strongly. So furious, he was about to throw his phone.

"Mama... What was the same as Aunt Irene?" Salsa was still curious about the video she was watching.