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RM80. Wanna talk
"Pretend good to the wife, let the village chief believe that he is not who I accuse him of. Though clearly, the evidence is in plain sight." Ai sat back on the single sofa by rubbing her stomach.
Canda felt a bully. He glanced at the corner Ai was sitting, then he lowered his legs from the long chair with himself who changed his position to sit.
"Pretending to be pregnant with someone's husband, uh don't even know if she has shari'a here." Canda chuckled amusedly by covering his mouth.
Ai rounded her eyes in disbelief. Canda dared to ridicule him like that.
"MAS.... SAID AI, MAS IS GOOD TO HIS WIFE IT'S PRETEND. LET THE VILLAGE CHIEF BELIEVE THAT MAS IS NOT THE ALLEGATION HE SAID."
Ai covered her gaping mouth, hearing Canda call out her voice so loosely.
Givan is here? Ask in his mind.
"This is you, Cendol!" sahut Givan exclaims.
Commanding Canda to leave in front of Ai is a ninja path for Givan, before Ai pumps Canda more.
Canda raised his chin. Then his index finger was like rubbing snot on his own nose, then he pointed his index finger and thumb which was like a shot at Ai. Canda fled to the kitchen, where she approached her husband and mother-in-law, who were trying to make food for her.
"Alert! Damn this guy! Wealthy little SD." Ai shook her head by paying attention to the kitchen area of the house.
He wanted to take food in the kitchen too, it felt so good. He was embarrassed, because Canda reported a little of his words.
"I buy food outside." Ai got up and got out of the house without permission.
Ai locked her speech as much as possible, not spreading unfriendly news anymore. He was quite traumatized, with a series of punishments that will later be discussed again. He plans to run away, thinking about his condition and his son. She didn't want to, she raised her own child without Givan.
The whispers of several people each time he passed by made it increasingly uncomfortable to pursue the responsibilities of the Givans. Should he just back off? Or continue this, even though punishment awaits him in plain sight. Moreover, the fine of pure gold must be met. How do I meet this fine? Ai thought about the number of his accounts.
After eating, he returned to the magnificent house. He wanted to rest for a while, but before that he wanted to take a shower first because the day started in the afternoon. There was no abstinence for him, for he lived with himself.
However, how surprised he was. When the stain was red he found it in his triangle pants.
The sleepiness disappeared instantly. He grew panicked, because his stomach suddenly felt so stiff. The panic, added to the risk in her pregnancy.
He cleaned himself and prepared with his other clothes. The main thing, he wanted to complain to Adinda. But hospital bills loom over themselves.
Givan refuses to pay, with Gavin forcing him to reimburse him for the expenses already incurred by him. Meanwhile, the money supply is no longer much.
Geck, tock, tock....
"Da.... Ask for your family number, for legal purposes later." Givan said in front of Ai's room door.
After fulfilling his wife's desire. Givan is busy with Ghava to gather evidence and things that can relieve him.
"Don...." Givan calls Ai and knocks on Ai's room door again.
"Yes, A. A moment." Ai was wearing her original hijab.
"Where, A?" Ai's meeting Givan.
"Where's your family contact number? One man, your brother, or your uncle. The guardian of your family is the point. If there's still a father, yes, your father's number." Givan wiped the sweat of his complexity compiling the evidence earlier.
"A, we need to talk a lot. Can you meet me at the private place?"
Givan immediately shook his head. "At home mom. Just here, just talk." Givan pointed at the guest sofa, which was behind him.
"My wife is still here, so there's no misunderstanding." Givan walked first and occupied one of the sofas.
"Here!" Givan looked at Ai with a flat expression.
Ai nodded, then she sat down before Givan bowed silently. Between the uncertainty in his ambition. Ai intends to end it all, by finding a way out the family that Givan can agree.
"A...." Ai straightened her gaze. "A, I never want this to go wide." His voice was soft and so soft.
"Eyeah, I never wanted to come here either. What exactly is it? What's it coming for? There's no case you're taking responsibility for me, I've paid you." Givan tried to speak carefully.
Canda who was lying on the sofa in the living room, heard the voice of her husband chattering like someone who was grumbling. She refused to ask her husband for Ai's family contact number. He also knew if Givan finally knocked on Ai's own room door to ask for Ai's family contact number. However, the loss of the knock on the door along with the sound of people chatting like grumbling.
Canda thought that her husband was carried into Ai's room. Then, they talked about their feelings in Ai's room. Canda's shadow is more fatal, because she thinks that her husband is now perverted with Ai.
Waking up in a hurry, made Canda feel like her head was clinging. However, he immediately balanced his body by holding on to the wall. He remained silent for a moment, then stepped towards the front room.
Her husband's sturdy body was sitting on the living room sofa, facing Ai so clearly before her eyes. His bad thoughts instantly disappeared, when he saw the serious looking eyes of her husband with the flat facial expression.
"Mass? What else?" she asked by approaching her husband.
Givan immediately turned his head towards his wife, then he patted the spot next to her. "Here, Canda." His faint smile was engraved just for his wife.
The lip line is able to be interested, in the middle of a problem like this. He wanted to keep looking good, in front of his wife who was so weak. Givan understands that Canda's mentality is easily shaken, he does not want Canda to even think about it and all its complexity.
"What's up, Mom?" Canda touched her husband's arm, looking at Ai.
"I want to say something." Givan directed his gaze towards Ai as well.
"What by the way?" Canda began to wrap her arms around her husband's arms.
He was used to it like that, he was used to clutching the athletic arm. Givan held her, he was sure Givan could always hold her tight.
"Sok, Ai. Just say it." Givan leaned his fatigue on the back of the sofa.
His energy was not used so much, but his brain and body were so tired of taking care of this problem. Once again, he regretted for trapping Ai instead. He should never have responded to the woman.
Ai looked at the two lives before her doubtfully. It must be from where he expressed his wish, for this matter to be resolved without a third party giving the punishment. Because he thinks it's not fair enough for him.
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