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It is a lie that Infiera is not surprised by Almira's words. However, amazingly he did not give any reaction at all. In fact, his pupils did not tremble at all because of that.

Fiera held back the rumble in her chest with all her might by staring at the ring box indicated by Almira.

"Maybe you understand that. Your marriage is also just a matchmaking."

"No," Fiera replied directly, as soon as Almira ended her remark. "I don't understand at all what you mean."

Fiera removed the folds of her hands on her chest, then straightened her body.

"Just yesterday Mr. Abi introduced me as his wife. Then, how can you be so confident saying that it's the engagement ring my husband gave me?" fiera asked, deliberately emphasizing her last sentence.

Shameless and without guilt. Almira explained her earlier remark.

“Before you were married, Abhimanyu first proposed to me. However, suddenly his parents even set him up with you.” Almira looked at Infiera without the slightest trepidation. “Before I answer his proposal, I get word about the wedding.”

Infiera still had a flat facial expression hearing that, even the look on her face looked even colder than before.

“Of course I feel very devastated by it. One year passed, finally I was able to meet him again.”

There was a faint smile rising on Almira's beautiful face. It was obvious that he was happy with the meeting. “In addition, I also realized something from your relationship. Ah, it turns out you guys hid your wedding, huh?”

Infiera was still silent, as if she was not disturbed by anything Almira said to her. Wanted to see how far the woman would tell her past.

“Actually, I began to have hope from that moment on, when I began to realize that there was something complicated about your relationship. Yes, although yesterday I was a little surprised by what Abhimanyu did all of a sudden. After some thought, I realized maybe he was trying to make me jealous.” Almira laughed as she turned her face away.

Infiera caught clearly the scarred eyes of the woman, before Almira turned her face away.

“I know, you guys have no choice but to get married. You also must be difficult to accept a person like Abhimanyu who is quite hard with his life.” Now, Almira's tone is like a person full of sympathy and compassion for Almira. I don't know what that woman meant.

Shut up, Almira sips her coffee. While Infiera still silenced his mouth for a while. After no conversation and creating silence.

Infiera started talking, “I still don't understand once again, why Mom said all that to me. But, I try to answer one by one.”

Infiera opened the bag and took something out of it. He put two books on the table. It's obvious that it's a marriage book. He had also made preparations before.

“I believe that it was an engagement ring given by Mas Abi to Mom while you were still dating. But, I also have this, an official letter issued by the state, as proof that I am the legitimate wife of Mas Abi. Wouldn't this give me more power to say that Mas Abi is mine?” asked Infiera, giving a very interesting answer.

Almira who from the beginning looks very calm, even tends to try to intimidate the interlocutor looks shaky, her eyelids twitching. He even seemed to be saying something, but nothing came out of his mouth.

“No matter how your previous relationship was, but am I not more entitled to anything related to Mas Abi?”

“But he hid your wedding.”

“Indeed why? What do you know about my relationship with Mr Abi?” ask again, before Almira says more. “If you feel your relationship is not over. Mom was wrong to see me. I should have met Mas Abi directly and asked him for clarity. If Mas Abi prefers Mom in the end. I promise to let him go. But if he still chooses me as his wife. I hope Mom never bothers us again and goes as far away from us as possible.”

Infiera got up from her seat. Fiera said once again before she left, “Sorry if my words offend, because what Mom is doing right now is also already very offensive to me.”

Before actually leaving the place, Infiera still had time to nod her head respectfully, then stepped away while reaching for the two marriage books she had previously taken out of her bag..

Almira was petrified in her seat. Really, he never expected that Infiera, his student would say such a thing. From the first time he contacted the wife of his former lover, Almira thought that Infiera would feel guilty and eventually stay away from Abhimanyu. It will definitely make their relationship grow.

Infiera came out of the cafe with tears dripping down her cheeks. It is undeniable that what Almira said hurt him so much. Abhimanyu had explained everything, but imagining the man loved Almira so much before made his heart very hurt.

Infiera returned to his home using an online motorcycle taxi. As soon as she arrived, she saw her husband's car parked in the yard. It made Infiera a little nervous, because she had not said anything to her husband before leaving.

When opening the door of the house, Infiera immediately saw Abhimanyu who was seen carrying something in his hands.

“Honey, where are you from? I'm on the phone, but is your number active?” he asked, he put down the box he had brought from Infiera's room.

“It ... I buy a snack first.” Infiera showed a scraped pouch in her hand. He stopped by the mini market before arriving at his house and bought some snacks there.

“Kirain you want to run away and tell Mas to clean his own room.” Abhimanyu seduces his wife.

“Yes, I bought a snack indeed to accompany me while cleaning the room. Because Mas is now home, so Mas settle alone, yes?”

“Hey, where can it be like that?”

“Bby, dong. I'm really tired because of Mas.”

“Loh, tired why?”

“Who these two nights didn't let me sleep quietly?”

Abhimanyu grinned while scratching behind his ear. “Sorry, Dear. Alright, Princess, then this Masmu will clean the room until it is finished. But, please, yes, you can make a cold drink. I am so thirsty.”

“Any Boss!” said Fiera, her hand she put on the temple, like a person doing a salute.

Abhimanyu chuckled at what his wife was doing. He rubbed the top of the woman's head before continuing what he was doing— carried some stuff from his wife's room, heading to the upper room.