First Wife Freshness
Not Young People Again

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"Oohh.so so! Okay. I get it. But I'm not just gonna give up. There are children with me and he still needs his ashes. I'll fight for them." Maira

"Mmm...mmm... why?" Anisa said

"Yes, why?" Maira then paused for a moment to take a breath. "Sshhtt... You think I'm stupid? huh! Not actually no! I'll take back what you snatched! You heard that!" Maira

"Huh?" Anisa's

Maira went straight from there. She went into her daughter's room to calm her heart.

As for Anisa, she was still frozen in place trying to digest her sister's speech. "Retake? What did I take from him?" Mumbled

"Aisshhh. Most importantly, now he was not rampaging like before. So Mas Khoir won't be mad anymore xixixi." Anisa. "Oh yeah, I better cook first. Mas Khoir will go home to eat. Poor from morning not yet eaten." Say it again

Anisa rushed to the kitchen. Passing through the dining table. There was food on the table that was closed. The opening of the lid, looks side dishes and rice that Maira had cooked earlier at dawn.

"Lohh, there's been a lot." Anisa. "I am warm." Say again.

Anisa rearranged the side dish she had already panned on the table. He also made sambal because he was the one who if eating there should be sambal there.

From outside came the sound of the engine. It was Khoiruddin. Sure enough! When Anisa approached them. Khoiruddin and Gafar entered the room.

"Assalamualaik." Speak to them

"Wa'alaikum salutations." Answer Anisa

Gafar grabbed his aunt's hand and kissed her. While Anisa did the same thing to Khoiruddin. Gafar who still did not understand anything just fell silent and smiled as his aunt looked at him with a smile.

"Yuk Gafar! We go upstairs and change. Only then do we eat." Said Khoiruddin to his son who is now carrying.

"Hihihi. good abi." Gafar said as his ashes carried him.

Gafar was brought to his room. Khoiruddin turned the door hinge and the door opened. It was Maira who hugged her daughter in tears. Syifa herself did not seem to care and she focused on the television screen that played the cartoon.

Chequek...

Door opens. "Sister..." Call Gafar

"Well.brother..." Syifa

Gafar asked to get down from his sling and Syifa immediately ran towards her brother. Maira immediately rose from her sleeping position and wiped away her tears. Khoiruddin knew that, but he seemed unconcerned.

He was busy watching the interaction between his two children. They both chattered ria, to make Khoiruddin laugh because of it.

"Hahaha, you two exist - there is. It's already! Let's change our clothes first. The uniform will be dirty." Khoiruddin

Maira, who is now sitting on a mattress, is busy paying attention to the interaction between father and son.

'Actually, your ummah's heart is hurting, son. But seeing you laughing with your father. I'm willing to endure this pain until I don't know when. Just for you guys.' Inner Maira

"Well... already!" Khoiruddin

The three of them are engrossed in playing alone and Maira is just being their audience. Maira admitted that Khoiruddin was an understanding father to his son. Therefore, he still undoes his intention to ask for a divorce. He will try to get Anisalah divorced by Khoiruddin.

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Suddenly someone knocked on the door. Yep! That person was Anisa. He went straight into that room. Everyone stared straight at him. Maira immediately turned away from Anisa and looked the other way.

"Hello ponakan - ponakan aunty..." Anisa Sahut. "The thrill of playing. Until his voice sounded from below." Said Anisa again

"Yes tah? That was the taste of Gafal." Answer Syifa

"Ohh yes... Aunty can come?" Anisa's

"Can..." Answer Gafar and Syifa

Eventually the four of them play together and forget the whereabouts of Maira. Feeling bored, Maira chose to get out of the room. He chose to go to the living room. The table is still upside down there and the pillows are strewn across the floor. Without intending to clean it up. Maira directly put her ass on the sofa.

Khoiruddin saw Maira come out. He said goodbye to his two children. "Please go down first! You guys play good! Don't be naughty and don't fight!" Khoiruddin

"Yes abi." Answer Gafar

Khoiruddin went downstairs to meet Maira. "Eye!" Call him when he's on the stairs

Maira turned towards the source of the voice. But only for a moment, because he immediately returned to his original position.

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Khoiruddin was now beside Maira. He sat right on the right side of Maira. But Maira still roared from him.

"Mom..." Call Khoiruddin

"_"

"Mom..." Call Khoiruddin again

"Hmmm..." Maira replied indifferently

"So, why was I angry this morning and went berserk like that?" Ask Khoiruddin

"Ckk... You still ask why? How you!" Maira

"Well, abi doesn't know why you're so angry. Is it because Anisa's here?"

Maira just kept quiet and still turned away. "Alright abi will explain. Anisa came here last night. Yes that's true! But he came here to ask for medicine, because he had a fever last night. So I compress it too. I didn't feel like I was sleeping there either! That's why I woke up bad luck." Khoiruddin

Maira now looked towards her husband with a look of disbelief. "Geez. good story." Maira

"Whatchu mean? I explained it, didn't I? There is no reason to be angry with me anymore. You're angry at me for no apparent reason. That's so sickening! We are no longer young. Please tell me and explain to me why. My business is not just to persuade your ray!" Khoiruddin

"Without reason you said? I have a clear reason! What you said just now. Anisa had a fever last night, and you compressed her in the room. And you're the only two in that room. Is that to be trusted? if you just compress it." Anisa's

"Yes, the truth is. What are you expecting?" Ask Khoiruddin

"Cihh. but I can't believe it!" Maira

"Huffttt... abi should what? Let umi believe." Khoiruddin said in frustration

"Hiks..." Maira did not answer and instead came back crying

"Well if umi's still mad at abi. Abi surrender! Abi no longer knows what to do. Abi up to see the children." Khoiruddin

Maira was left behind. Increasingly sobbing. "You've changed abi..." Prattling

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Marhaban Ya Ramadhan's. Happy fasting for friends who are running it.