
Della was surprised to hear her brother's slap so loud, she wiped away her tears that could not stop flowing.
Even he felt ashamed and regretful now, but the rice had already become porridge. Before he was honest with his brother, Mala already knew it first.
"What are you basing me on? On what basis?!!" Mala said loudly.
Raka held her cheek that felt heated because of the scars of Mala's palm that left a reddened mark.
She's also emotional now, "how dare you slap me?! You forgot I'm your husband?"
"Why's german? When you do dirty things with Della, do you remember that you already have a wife? Do you want to have a child? The brain is using instead of thinking about negative things!" Mala.
"Yes, I'm sorry! Then why are you slapping me again?"
"That's nothing the same as what you did to me! The pain that I feel is not the same as what you are feeling now, and you still have time - all you want to do is hurt me?"
"As you know, I did it because you didn't want to follow my request! You always say she's pregnant again, not to be touched, but I want to... You should understand me dong, not just you doang who want to dingertiin!"
"But you agree - it's only when we first talk about it! Ahh... Just tell me you're just looking for my mistakes!"
"Not looking for mistakes, but that's the fact... Though the woman despite being pregnant can still be related husband and wife but you just do not want!"
"But not in the same way bc*nta my younger brother also br*ngsek! You don't think he's blood related to me? Do you know how to be patient? I used to serve you even though I was rare! Butwhat? You're even looking for your lust-boosting spot in other people!" Mala Furious.
Raka immediately could not dwell anymore.
He ruffled his hair and looked at Mala again, "Yes, I know I was wrong... What do you want now?!"
"I want us to separate! And don't expect you to see me and our son!"
"I've been patient with you two! You think I didn't think before I made this decision? Anyway I want to split up! You can clean up your stuff right now!!!" Rigorously.
Raka could only gawk, he could not stop thinking with his wife's own words, "You riled me?"
Mala fell silent, holding her stomach she turned her face away from Raka.
"okay... I'll finish all my stuff! That's what you want!" He rushed to the room.
BRAK!!!
Soon she came out with a suitcase filled with her clothes while slamming the door so violently that Mala was taken aback by her voice.
"I'll get out of here! I'd like to see when you can bear it if you don't!" Said.
Mala remained silent, she just stared flat at Raka who pulled her suitcase out of the door while stroking her stomach that hurt again, but she hid the pain from Raka and Della.
When Raka came out of the door, Mala's heart felt very sick, the tears that had dried up were now flowing again.
But quickly he wiped it, he did not want to look sad again in front of Della.
Especially when the sound of the motor is heard
leaving his house, the voice slowly drifted away and was increasingly lost from his hearing.
Mala's heart was like a sharp object, Raka's actions could not be justified and it was very difficult for Mala to forgive him.