
"You who? Where's my husband?" leni snapped calmly, even though her tears had just decayed without her being able to hold it anymore. He was not weak, he was strong, and faced a storm like this, making him even stronger. He knew Gabriel couldn't be that innocent and naive. He knew the cold Gabriel used to be the Gabriel he is now, never playing the shackle.
I heard a soft laugh from across the phone. He turned voice calls into vidio calls.
"It was so brave of him," leni growled, but to receive that vidio call somehow her hands trembled.
Is he willing?
Is his heart as strong as steel?
The woman on the phone wanted to show him what?
Saying bismillah dozens of times, Leni received the vidio call.
A smiling woman looks triumphant, showing the man who hugs her and is still asleep.
Leni's eyes momentarily heated up, then filled with a puddle of tears that seeped past her cheeks.
"Mas," he looked raucous, his voice hoarse.
"You lost, Leni. I won" said the woman, stroking Ganriel's hair.
Damn woman! You died in my hands.
Leni wiped her tears away, She glared sharply at the bastard woman.
"Where are you?'' ask Leni fierce. He gathered all his strength. She was already impatient to break the hand that dared to touch her husband.
"Where are you?!" hardik Leni again, more fierce. His eyes were red with anger.
The woman trembled, she was frightened, without answering Leni she immediately disconnected her phone.
Goddamnit!
Mas Gabriel said to Alexiz Club, I have to go there now! I'll prove to myself exactly what kind of man you are, Mas!
Leni clenched her hands and punched the wall. His back until it bleeds. The fighting soul is back on fire. He hasn't beaten people in a long time.
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Callista, still staring at the screen of his phone for so long, there was a heat flutter pressing down on his heart, it felt like it was burning. She was already about to cry, until Chloe's voice startled her. Callista hurriedly wiped his wet tears.
"Mama," said Chloe who arrived leaning her head on Callista's lap.
The beautiful woman smiled, stroking Chloe's hair.
"Why wake up, baby?" ask Callista. It was only 11 pm, and his daughter who had just fallen asleep at 9 pm suddenly woke up just like that and spoiled with him even though Chloe's eyes were still reluctant to open.
"You sleep with Papa" he said with a funny-sounding sleepy voice.
"Papa's not home yet, baby. Maybe in a minute, Chloe's just like mom? Want to read a story?'' callista said, A woman's trouble is..... When even your heart screams in pain, your role as a mother forces you to smile.
There is no reason, no later, you must be able to master your emotions right now. If you don't want your little angel heart to feel what you feel.
Callista got up from her sitting position, while Chloe immediately stretched out her hands, asking to be carried.
In the heart of Callista is still curious, is it real or setting? Although just setting the photo was enough to make him heartbroken.
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Clara slammed her phone against the wall. Out of the five wives of the camp gang, Clara's emotions were more akin to Yesline's. Seeing a picture of Clinton with another woman at the age of her marriage is still a corn, making her unable to resist emotions. Clara curled up to her knees, and she cried all the way there.
Yes, I know, because I don't want to have children yet, and we're not free to have a husband and wife relationship. Does that make you do this, Clinton?
You better kill me, and leave me if your lust can no longer hold, don't torture me in this living state, please.
Don't take me to this hell, Clinton. You married me, making heaven not hell.
Clara continued to cry, she did not know how many pieces of tissue had run out. Inside his room full of cries of tissue that was used up was immediately thrown in any direction.
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The wide laughter of women who are now toasting with a beer bottle with a man talking, collides with the sound of DJ music in a famous nightclub.
There were no more visitors that night, there were only the two of them enjoying every sip of it until it ran out. Celebrate the success they have just achieved.
"Your idea is brilliant, Jarot. It's gonna be a god-level riot. Let them know the taste," maki Mami told her accomplice. After he said that, he laughed again. Her voice is discordant.
While in a room, Al woke up, he rubbed his eyes, when he saw a foreign woman sleeping next to him, suddenly making him surprised by surprise, he jumped down from the mattress.
Al looked down at the part of his body that was still wearing pants.
Safe.
Al was confused but also upset, he threw a bag at the woman. Of course, making the sleeping woman immediately wake up.
"What are you doing here? What the hell's going on? Quick, say!" nagging Al full of emotions.
The woman wavered, she grabbed her clothes and went back to wearing her clothes.
"I'm sorry, sir, we've done it....."
"What then?! No way, you lied to me. I'm killing you right now!" threaten Al, not threat, this is real. He looked in all directions, seeing nothing but a vase of flowers. Al took the vase and hit it to the side of the bed, until the blunt end turned pointed. Al approached the frightened woman, grabbed her hair and brought the tip of the vase right to her neck, Al was ready to press her. He would really kill the woman if, the woman******did not want to speak the truth.
"Tell me what happened, and who told you? I will not hesitate to kill you right now if you lie. No one will help you, do you think, the person who paid you will take you back? They'll kill you like everyone else." Al smiled cynically, he pressed the tip of the vase against the woman's skin and began to cry in fear.
"Sorry, Sir. I'm sorry, he asked me to be quiet. I'm hiks.." sobbing.
"But we don't do that, do we?" al was worried. If that happened, he would really feel humiliated.
"No, Sir. We're just like this so that the one who sees us thinks we've done it tonight." the woman's voice turned heavy. He occasionally glanced towards the vase Al was holding, which once could stab him in the neck, The woman shuddered in horror.
"What?!! What's it doing?!" sentak Al emotion.
"Bu-"
"Make what?!'' snapping Al again, which made him accidentally scratch a bit of a wound on the woman's neck.