
Clara squeezed her phone firmly after receiving a message from an unknown number. Who doesn't get sick seeing a picture of her husband sleeping with another woman? Moreover, the woman is her own enemy.
"Based on cheap women, you will accept the consequences!" screeched Clara with teeth grumbling to hold back the anger.
She is very upset, as Arga leaves her alone at home and sleeps with other women out there.
"You haven't even touched me Arga!" snarl.
The girl who is quite beautiful said Alatha immediately took a thick jacket to go to the location that someone had sent her, she would make Alatha regret all her actions.
"You won't be able to defeat me Alatha, until anytime!"
Before actually leaving, Clara contacted someone who could help her, she dialed her in-laws contract without knowing it was now a break.
Only once, the connection is directly connected.
"Mommy," called Clara in a deliberately made-up tone like crying. He would take his in-laws' sympathy to teach Alatha a lesson.
"Son, are you crying? Why?"
"Mas Arga has not come home yet when it is this hour, he said he was busy working but just there were people sending photos, mas Arga sleeping with other women."
"Geez, is that really Arga, Clara? Do you know where it is, son? We're going there to make sure, don't let it be just a prankster who wants to destroy your household."
Clara smiled, it was very easy to take the sympathy of her in-laws, not in vain she had acting talent despite being rejected by casting.
"Clara send the location, Mom."
After contacting the in-laws, Clara immediately drove her car to expose Alatha's decay in front of her own parents.
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On the other hand, Alatha grimaced in pain due to Arga's ferocity in the control of the medicine she gave through the drink, she looked at the face of her brother and former lover who were asleep while hugging him.
"A little while Arga's bang will be mine" muttered Alatha with her pretty face despite her disheveled hair.
He moved a little to change his sleeping position. The bottom line hurts every time you move. It turned out that the first night was not as beautiful as he had imagined, not as good as what he saw in the dramas he often watched.
"Don't move, dear," muttered Arga, further straining his embrace, hiding his nose in Alatha's neck.
"Bang Arga, what if I'm pregnant?"
There was no reply from the man, making Alatha also speechless, hoping that this plan would work. May his father marry them both.
Eyes that started to weigh, slowly closed. However, it did not last long when the sound of door breaking was heard. Not only did Alatha wake up, but Arga woke up.
The man was shocked to see his parents and wife standing in the doorway. And even more surprised, when he found out the woman he just said was his own sister.
"Dad-Daddy ...."
"Arga, what are you doing with your sister!" snapped Alvi with a thundered chest holding back the anger in her heart, the disappointment of seeing the son she strongly believed in looking after her younger siblings, even damaging her own.
"Arga, Alha, you ...." Alana's body collapsed, powerless to see the inflammation that was so heartbreaking.
Alvi instantly pulled the body of his wife, before leaving he looked at his son and daughter with a look full of disappointment.
"Daddy wait for you at home!"
"Your work is, um" said Clara, going to follow her in-laws. "The game has just begun" he said.
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