End of the Affair Reunion
Chapter 72 The same sentence

It was a very emotional night when I came home and wanted to hang out with my son and wife. I don't know how many nights like this I've been through. It feels like my vacation is meaningless and only adds to my emotions and frustrations.

Divorce, that word always comes out of his mouth. But he always talked about my mistakes.

Until one day I decided to agree to his request. Actually, I was very heavy to agree to his request, considering there was Dave and Laura who still desperately needed the role of both parents.

At that time after a few weeks of the last incident I always keep my emotions so as not to be provoked Diana who again will certainly bring up my mistakes and ultimately will definitely ask for a divorce.

But this time it was different. When Dave was still not home from school, I took Laura to play in our yard, while Diana was busy with her expensive plants.

I've been reluctant to forbid him to buy this and that because I will definitely know for myself how it goes.

The expensive plants were also the result of hunting with his friends out of town. I don't know why they can be that crazy with every thing that is trending. They do not want if you say kudet alias less update. They must always be updated in every thing that is trending.

I am not a lover of plants, but I also like to see beautiful plants, especially if the plants make shady around my house, Dave and Laura would be more comfortable if playing there.

Laura's playing ball with me. And accidentally, the ball thrown by Laura hit Diana's favorite flower pot that cost millions of rupiah.

I do not know exactly the price of each plant collection, only I hear from him if the prices of all plants are fantastic if resold.

And of course, I paid for it all. All bills go into my account. Turns out it was all his usual payment, using the credit card I gave him.

"Laura! You know how much this cost? Why are you pointing the ball here? Why not just play there?" Diana shouted with her eyes glaring at Laura.

Of course Laura was terrified and crying very hard. This time Diana was acting like that to Laura, her own three-year-old son.

And what did he do? Diana instead of helping her son even helped his broken flower pot. He prefers to help the flowers to be put into other pots.

With a run he immediately took a replacement pot and put the soil into the pot and put the plant in the pot.

It was her turn to be like that in her plants and let her child fall when she picked up the ball and cried because she was scolded by it.

Doesn't she have to help her child first instead of the flower plant? Although I was there to help Laura, but wouldn't Laura be calmer if the mother who scolded her earlier could show her affection by calming her down?

I didn't take the nagging look, and I immediately carried Laura to bring her in and calm her down in my own way.

After a long while Laura fell asleep, I immediately came to Diana who was still busy with her plants.

I stood beside him and looked at him to make him realize that I was nearby. It turns out that it was true, he had changed. It was her relationship that changed her as she is today.

She is more concerned with her expensive plants than Laura, her very young biological child and should get extra attention from her.

"I should have scolded you. You couldn't look after her until she broke my expensive flower pot. Fortunately, the flowers can still be saved. If you can't, you'll have to replace it twice!" now he scolds me and blames me.

"Why is it just for the sake of this damn flower that you scold your son? Laura your son and she you should have saved her first and calmed her down, instead of saving this damn flower!" my anger is no longer under control.

"What did you say, flower shit? You fucker, you don't know how much this flower cost? I bought it for eight million and if it works I'll sell it for eleven million. Do you know that? I don't think so. Surely all you know is the women's problem, because you like to interlude"

"Not to talk about it anymore. Aren't you tired of always talking about it? I've changed and we know it. Why do you always make me hear you bring up that problem at every turn?" I didn't realize I was asking by raising my voice.

"Until now I will never forget that. And do your parents know about the behavior of this dear child? A child who is always held in high regard by both parents? Hahaha.I think they would be very embarrassed to know that," he said, which I saw exactly like a possessed person.

"You're crazy Diana. We are husband and wife who must solve our own problems without the intervention of our parents. Do not try to connect them to the problems that occur in our family!" sweat him.

"Why, are you scared? If we are going to divorce, they must know the problems we have to face. So what's the cover up for?" he said arrogantly.

Just reflex me to punch my fist on my house pole with emotion so that blood came out from between my fingers.

"Divorce, divorce, divorce! Why is that all you have in mind? Why is it just the word divorce coming out of your mouth?" I asked by punching the pole of the house many times to vent my frustration.

"Then what? You want to cheat? And just so you know, I could also cheat if you did cheat again. Remember that!" he answered by raising his voice.

Oh God, I really want to strangle this woman. Fortunately I am still sane and still aware that she is my wife and the mother of my children, I said in my heart with a face full of anger at her.

"You know if I don't do it anymore and I've proven it all. Open your eyes and think about it before you speak," I responded.

"Here you go, I'll take a shower first. Continue all this or you will get your divorce papers," Diana ordered me at will with the threat I always heard.

And sure enough, he went into the house without a burden. What made him angry was he overcome?

I looked at some of Diana's favorite flowers and honestly I just wanted to throw them away so that Diana would no longer take care of them and return to take care of my son.

"Excuse me sir!" yell someone from outside the fence.

I approached him and asked him,

"What do you need, sir?"

"Sorry sir, is this Diana Wardana's house?"