Dumped Husband After Giving Birth
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POV Andin

My heart aches, I think Rafif mas after having sex with me he will change, but he only channeled his biological needs. I asked in my heart where exactly did he come home until 12:00 p.m? And he touched me right away. I waited until 11:30 p.m. I just closed my eyes, but he came and touched me.

The touch I missed all this time. Mas Rafif, he used to be very friendly to me, now he is no longer. He was disgusted to see me. My current appearance is not like before. Indeed Mas Rafif take care of his body, he fitness three times a week. So that his body becomes perfect.

If other women see it, then Mas Rafif they can tease the women. If I walk with Mas Rafif it is very different, next to weight. My body is very fat while Mas Rafif's body is perfect. I should how? I tried to close my eyes so that I would not be too hurt, tonight my husband has insulted me after his biology was channeled to me.

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When dawn came, I woke up and cleaned myself up. Then I did the morning prayer, this morning I rushed to make breakfast for my little family especially for Mas Rafif. I cooked fried rice that he liked.

"You're leaving Mas?" I asked nicely by Mas Rafif, he immediately looked at me cynically.

"Yes, I'm leaving" he replied in an annoyed tone.

"Breakfast first, I've cooked for breakfast." I smiled at Mas Rafif, but Mas Rafif did not touch my smile.

"I don't eat carbs in the morning, you cook fried rice that's breakfast that I can't eat. I don't want to rival your body." I heard it made my heart slice, I tried to get up early to make fried rice that he had always liked. But why did he suddenly not want to eat it.

"Mas now won't eat my cooking? Why Mas? You used to love my fried rice. Even you eat voraciously and add." I asked still in a soft tone.

"That was yes, before I saw your change. Since your body it's like a bobbin. I thought again, I don't want my body to be exactly like yours." Twice Mas Rafif insulted my body shape this morning. Is it that bad my body is like a cow? That big?

"Can you not insult me like that? I also do not want my body like this you, I have ears Mas hear the words Mas make my heart hurt. Don't you think of me as your wife anymore? Not thinking about my heart?" Mas Rafif immediately glared at me and went to the waist.

It's not a insult, but a fact. Your body is like that. What else would I say? Body sexy? But not in my eyes. Skinny body? The truth is your body is fat. What am I supposed to do? That's the fact, I didn't lie to you. Why do you ask that you consider me not to consider you my wife anymore? Don't you think you're my wife anymore?" I was speechless when Mas Rafif attacked with his scathing words. Over and over again, his words were piled up in my heart. I am more excited to open a business and prove to Mas Rafif that fat bodies can also get a lot of money, even more than Mas Rafif.

"I want to go to work first." Mas Rafif stepped foot to go to the office.

"Indeed the CEO should come in the morning Mas at 06:00 ? The workers only enter at 08.00, a very exemplary you Mas." I insinuate Mas Rafif because the logic is not possible for workers to enter very early at 06.00 am.

"Don't talk much of you! The husband is not praying. Now you dare to argue with me." Rafif turned his body around and gave him an envelope containing money.

"It's use for shopping and for your body permak, if you can! But.. It looks like your body is no longer able to be changed." After he said like that Mas Rafif just kept walking towards his car, without any regret because he had insulted me like that. I clenched my hands all the family Mas Rafif also continued to insult me because of my body.

After Mas Rafif left I bathed my daughter Natasha. He was about to move 6 months, had started lying on his stomach. I was overjoyed to see the development of my little daughter, my heart comforted to see the smile and laughter of my little daughter.

A baby who is innocent, has no sins. Even though her father doesn't care about her, Natasha still laughs and smiles when she sees me. Maybe Natasha didn't know her father because when she went to work Natasha still didn't wake up, when Natasha went home to work she was asleep. Every day over and over again in my life. Before I met Luna my life was very boring. I WhatsApp Luna, but it's been two days he hasn't replied. Where the hell is he? I don't know, I don't know where Luna's house is? Today was a stitching order from instagram, without Luna I got to the stitching place to pick up the stitches. I went there with Natasha.

"Mother of Rohaya." I knocked on the door of the house, inside the house there was the sound of feet walking towards the door. Not long after that door was opened, which opened even Bu Rohaya the tailor.

"Eh Neng, come aje, already Neng sutennye. Try to see Cihuy, right?" Ms. Rohaya invited me to enter her house. He immediately gave the stitches he had finished. I see, it's really nice stitching. Village tailor but the quality is boutique. The stitching is very professional, neat and in accordance with my design. I am very satisfied with the stitches.

"Gee, this is good. Mom, I want to talk seriously about it with Mom" I said as I sat in the chair.

"What do you want to say Neng?" Ms. Rohaya rubbed her face, she looked serious to listen to me.

"Gini aje Neng, if Neng wants to order stitches in large quantities. Gimane Ibu ngajak mothers who are good at sewing. Than they have expertise but are unemployed, so later work under the leadership of Mother. So I'm Mom's subordinate and later the tailor's mothers are my subordinates, gimane ma'am?" asked Rohaya to express his idea.

"Well, it's Bu Rohaya's idea, but the sewing machine is Mom? I don't have the capital if you buy a machine, ma'am" I said.

"Look aje Neng sewing machine mah they've punye each at home, but it does make sewing-trousers torn out of the doang family. I don't wear it like I'm making stitches. So later they have income tuh, rather than sewing machine ngejogrok kage in use better I invite sewing so dapet income." I'm glad to hear Ms. Rohaya's words. Which means I'll get back at their DMs one by one. If they have already transferred the design process will begin.

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