Genitese Widower
I am not crazy (please love me)
“Back home now!” Papa Crist shouted while yelling at El Barack across the street, even the evidence of Jessica alone had been held. Without hearing his son's answer, Papa Crist immediately turned off his phone connection and sat down next to his wife.
El Barack heard Papa Crist's screams of being worried himself, he never heard his papa yelling like it was as angry as his papa. But it seems that this time his father was right in a very terrible emotional state. I don't know what's wrong this time he's confused himself.
Should othor remind you? Or should I send a baton of silede monas to make you aware?
El Barack immediately drove his car to his big house, he did not want to add to the anger of Papa Crist who would definitely make himself in big trouble. Indeed, he is a proud son of Papa Crist but when he made a mistake papa Crist certainly will not hesitate to give him a severe punishment.
Tin...
The large gate was immediately opened by the satpan, the middle-aged man looked bent, after the departure of his young lady, now his young master arrived back at an unusual hour, it's a little confusing. But what is the power he only workers in the house are paid only to open and close the gate, because if for self-guarding along the house there are already strict guards that may be if dangerous ants come, they will be ready to prevent it.
El Barack entered with a little rush, he met a maid who looked to be cleaning the house, he said, although sometimes he is confused for what some maids with routine cleaning patio that even looks so neat and clean at all times, because the house itself is far from the main gate, so that the dust was minimal that entered.
“Mama equals papa where?” El Barack tried to set his face to look relaxed, even though his heart was actually in a sense of worry about the anger of his father.
While the maid who had known the problem between her daughter-in-law and her employer's child gulped a little rough. “Mampus den,” that word can only be said in the heart. “In the family room den.”
Hearing the words of the maid El Barack immediately walked firmly towards the family room, there it has been seen, papa, mama and....
El Barack was confused not to see his wife there, El Barack slightly sighed. It is possible that his wife is still in his room, or is going to exercise. Because the end of this his wife changed almost all of his schedule, so El Barack no longer memorize his wife's schedule especially he was preoccupied with his affair.
“Mah reward what is it?” El Barack seemed confused, and immediately asked when he was on the verge of the family room.
“Sit,” the words sounded softly out of the lips mama Emy made El Barack's heart full of hearing it, her mother was never this sad after they lost the family's second child. Even El Barack could see the tears of his mother, El Barack really could not bear to see it.
“Mah..” El Barack spoke softly while sitting in front of his parents.
Brakes...
El Barack's eyes widened when he saw a photo of himself and Yanti scattered on the table that his father threw. It was not a painful slap but somehow he felt better being slapped and beaten by his father.
“Explain?”
El Barack's breath was blocked from hearing Papa Crist's words that sounded calm, he looked at Papa Crist, Mama Emy and now he remembered his wife, is this because his wife is not in this place? El Barack's heart seemed to want to escape from its place.
Papa Crist's voice grew increasingly high, he was furious to see his son speechless when he saw all the evidence he threw.
“Sorry pa, a..I'm khilaf,” El Barack said lowered his head. He did not dare to see the faces of his parents.
“Khilaf? The affair is not a khilaf,” said mama Emy with a vibrating voice.
“I'm really khilaf ma,” El Barack tried to defend himself.
“Khilaf but have spent time, stealing ways and thinking about everything so as not to know? That's called khilaf,” papa Crist chuckled at his son's answer.
El Barack looked down at Papa Crist, it was true. It would be logical if he said khilaf for three months.
“El will end it,” El Barack said looking at his parents. “But El please don't tell Jessica.”
El Barack was afraid that this truth would make his wife hate him, even more so he knew his wife. The reason he did not get the affection of a father is an affair, and the affair also made both parents divorced. If his wife finds out then he is the same as repeating his wife, he will be very sorry about it.
“Hahaha..” papa Crist laughs at the words of El barack, his son. “You know, he told us all this and gave us all this evidence. He proved that our son is a b@jing@n, bren9sek.”
Duars...
El Barack's heart almost stopped listening to Papa Crist's words, his legs seemed limp for him he recalled his wife's words before they were married.
“Both of my parents separated because of infidelity, therefore I hated my stepmother, and never got close to my father. Promise me never to try to bring a third person into our household, because I hate it so much.”
The words rang in the head of El Barack, the man immediately ran towards his room on the second floor, regardless of his parents who looked very disappointed in him. He hurriedly opened the room, turning on the lights of his room that looked very dark. El barack sighed when he saw that everything was in order, he immediately walked slowly towards the changing room, and his legs were squeezed when he saw that his wife's luggage and clothes had disappeared, only a few were left behind.
The famously arrogant man dropped his body, his legs unable to support his body. His body collapsed touching the slippery floor. He realized one thing, his wife had left him. The man sobbed in tears and shouted inside his dressing room.
El Barack entered his room again his gaze was fixed towards the bed, he went through every corner of the bed, the pieces of memory together with his wife are now re-formed.
His eyes accidentally caught a brand wedding ring there was also their wedding gift necklace that had stepped on five years, El Barack approached towards the two objects that were so very meaningful to him at this time. He was so afraid that his wife would really hate him and even leave him.
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