Hold On Or Let Go
30. Terms Mama Many Banget...

Mahmudi grabbed the wife's hand, and kissed her gently. "I'm sorry papa ma, papa has made a mistake,, sorry," pinta Mahmudi with fondling, his eyes so sad.

"After the lies you've been doing?! So easy papa's lips say sorry!" Seruni looked back at her husband.

Mahmudi could only bow, still clasping Seruni's hand.

"During this time, papa always counted with me, never once gave me a gift! But with that ja*lang, why is papa seroyal?! With me, papa also never chat friendly.. but with him, papa is so friendly! Papa always asks her news, even from the little things!" Seruni's emotions exploded, unable to bear it anymore.

"I've been so trusting of Papa. But what's the payoff for me pa?! You even played with fire and hurt my heart!!" The woman with three children exclaimed, with her lips trembling with anger.

It is true that there is, so far Seruni never questioned if the husband never sent a message to him if working, even if Mahmudi suddenly had to overtime, but also if he did not, who also never reported Seruni. That's because, Seruni trusted her husband so much.

Mahmudi looked down deeper.

"What have you done to him?! A kiss?! Or, sleeping together?!" Seruni asked with a murderous gaze, making Mahmudi's guts grow shrunk.

Mahmudi shook his head quickly, "no ma, at least just hand in hand," replied Mahmudi cirih.

"Lied!" Synchronous Bentak.

"Oath ma," said Mahmudi quickly, "the same, never kiss the cheek," continued Mahmudi with a voice choked in the throat.

"Cih," Seruni screeched, "it must be good, the same kiss of a younger and more menor woman. sexy anyway, with her big size chest," said Seruni.

Mahmudi shook his head, though,

"It is certain that at that time, Tsalis did not accidentally spill her milk onto the ja*lang shirt.. Papa has brought her to the villa right?!" Back Seruni stared intently at her husband.

Degs... Mahmudi ventured to look at his wife, "so at that moment," Mahmudi's words hung in the air, as Seruni cut her off quickly.

"Yes, all my plans. Because I found your chat that's going on a date under the guise of a survey!" Seruni again threw her gaze in the other direction, her breath hunting due to unstoppable emotions.

"And so, why aren't you honest with me?! And instead say that papa had lunch in the cafeteria?! Though I know, papa had lunch at the same restaurant as him?!" Cecar Seruni's.

Mahmudi looked down again, "sorry ma, I've rejected him from the morning. And I finally agreed to her request because I wanted to end it all" Mahmudi replied softly.

"Certainly?! Is over?! Why would he want to, because he would lose the ATM running?! Losing a man, who can highlight his treasures?!" Seruni glanced at her husband, and immediately threw her gaze back. Seruni seemed reluctant, lingering at the traitorous man like her husband.

Mahmudi sighed softly, "i haven't had time to talk ma," he replied softly.

"It's still a pity to take him off?!" Seruni looked back at her husband sharply, anger, disappointment and deep heartache.

"If papa still loves him, let me go! Let's end our relationship, get here!" Continue Seruni firmly.

"No ma, I don't really love him ma, I was just a prank," Mahmudi pleaded, still clasping his wife's hand.

"What is your heart made of?! Until you play with a woman's heart?! Toying with the sacred promise that you have said first?!" Seruni growled, while pulling his hand violently.

Mahmudi then hugged the wife tightly, "let go pa! Your hands are too dirty to hold me!" Seruni growled who was still controlled by anger, but Mahmudi did not let go of his embrace just like that.

Seruni sobbed, falling also the tears she had been holding back since earlier. Mahmudi continued to stroke the top of his wife's head while whispering apologies over and over again. "I'm sorry ma, sorry. I love my mom," said Mahmudi.

"You never even said that to me pa, nor did you ever say love.until I thought, you never really loved me" said Seruni.

"No ma, that's not true. I love you so much, though I never said it. But from my attitude, you can feel it, right ma? What if I love my mom?" Mahmudi asked, and then kissed the top of his head so deeply.

"But I also need to hear that statement pa,," Seruni replied still with her voice that sounded hoarse, because she just continued to talk in a high tone earlier. "If with that ja*lang, can papa be romantic? What's wrong with me?!" Seruni distanced her body, and looked back at her husband sharply.

Mahmudi shook his head, "i'm wrong, I'm sorry," Mahmudi again grabbed his wife's body, but Seruni brushed aside.

"Now, I'm asking you. Please answer honestly." Seruni moved away, leaning her back against the car door. His gaze returned sharply, drawing right into the husband's netra.

"Do you want papa now?"

Mahmudi shook his head, "papa apologized ma, papa admitted papa was wrong," instead he replied, Mahmudi instead continued to apologize to his wife while trying to reach Seruni's hand.. but many times tepis by the mother of his children.

"So, you want our marriage to continue?" Seruni asked, still with her sharp gaze

"Am I really still in your heart, until you want to keep me?" Investigate Seruni by squinting, as if not believing the answer of her husband later.

"Yes ma, only mama is in papa's heart," Mahmudi replied in earnest.

"Curtain, just me? If it was just me, why would papa have an illicit relationship with that ja*lang?!" Back Seruni emotions ignited, each remembered the name of Tari. Seruni lips lazy to mention the name of the woman, and prefer the right word equivalent to describe the behavior of Dance.

"Papa khilaf ma, and papa already admitted it, right? Papa has also apologized to mama, and papa is also willing if the whole life of papa, papa must always say the word sorry to mama," Mahmudi ventured to look at his wife who was still in tears, the man's heart became sliced to see her.

With all his courage, Mahmudi stretched out his thumb to wipe the tears of his wife.

"Not to get attention!" Bumpat Seruni with annoyance.

"OK, I'll forgive papa, but on condition. What papa, would you like to fulfill?"

"Yes ma, say," replied Mahmudi enthusiastically.

"Every weekend, I want you to take us for a walk with your money. How's it?"

Mahmudi nodded, "yes ma, but there's nothing?" Tawar Mahmudi, and Seruni just sneered.

"Every night, I sleep in my arms." Mahmudi nodded back.

"I want, every day.Papa give me any news." And again, Mahmudi nodded in agreement.

"I also want to, papa always come home on time."

"Can't ma, the project is still going on and.."

"I don't want to know," cut Seruni quickly, "just get out of the project, and don't follow any projects!"

"But ma, if papa is involved in the project, right, the allowance is good?" Mahmudi Protest.

"Bodo is very with pocket money! I've never felt papa's pocket money!" Ketus Seruni's.

"Oh yeah, one more. From now on, I want papa to be transparent with salary money and all income papa. I don't want to see again, papa bought luxury items for ja*lang out there while papa never bought anything for children," concluded Seruni, and then the pregnant woman corrected her sitting.

"Swipe!" Ketus Seruni, while pushing the body of the husband to return to his seat behind the wheel.

Mahmudi also corrected his sitting quietly, and for a moment the atmosphere in the car became silent.

"Did you agree with all my terms?" Tanya Seruni broke the silence.

Mahmudi nodded, "iya ma," he replied, uninspired.

"Then, call ja*lang papa and disconnect him now!" Seruni Titah.

Mahmudi was silent, he remembered that Dance might still be in the hotel at this time. And if she calls, surely Tari will ask her to return to the hotel immediately. "Ah, mama's condition is much more?" Mahmudi complained in his heart.

"Come, phone! And after this, block the number!" Tell Seruni back, while looking hard at Mahmudi.

"Ma, I'll call him tomorrow, yes," Mahmudi bargained.

Seruni shook her head, "papa doesn't really want our marriage to continue right? Yes, I'm going down now! And I assume, our relationship is over!" Seruni was about to open the door handle, but Mahmudi hurriedly prevented it.

"Yes ma, yes. Papa call him now," Mahmudi said, massaging his throbbing temple.

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This chapter, I wrote it last night, and it's like I sent it.

Uh apparently,, I just opened it and it's still neatly tucked away in the draft.

OMG, means last night I dream dong, have you sent the script?? ⁇ ️