Humiliated Husband Family
Chapters. 27. Get to you, Mas!

My husband stood up straight and walked to the window. His pair of shady eyes that seemed reluctant to look at me warmly again like before, now looked forward. I don't know what's on his mind right now.

"My condition, now gradually recovered. Coronation in the city center by paying an expensive doctor turned out to be a satisfactory result," said Mas Azam with a smile that frames every sentence that comes out of his lips. It seemed to me how happy he was, of all that was now happening to him.

One thing he might never have imagined would return to his own. Health and freedom.

"All this, thanks to Jelita's kindness. His attention is sincere. If only, he had not offered this help. I don't know, until when I was tormented in a wheelchair," he said again, as implying something. But I kept quiet and listened. Looking forward to the next sentence. Whatever it is, I'm ready.

"Because of that, I can't possibly refuse his wish to invoke protection as well as a good name. I hope you understand the position, Mas, Lika."

The deg!

Finally, the phrase I feared was spoken also from the sensual lips of my husband. Ah, lips that I haven't felt warm for a long time. Maybe, at this time, ownership has changed. Who knows ...

I'm not a fool who doesn't know what the two of them did when they went three with, Nela.

There is, the evidence that arrived revealed. The treatment, Azam mas was completed about ten days ago. But they still went out on therapeutic grounds. In fact, they're just having fun. You know what I mean.

That's why it's only natural that I don't want to survive anymore. In fact, at this time .. mas Azam no longer calls me with his beloved calling. Mas Azam called me by name, like we were both strangers.

I took a deep breath to strengthen my heart. Even though I have prepared myself, still this tightness is still lingering. I forced the two corners on my lips to create a sickle arch. So that my husband does not see that suffering in me. Although, he knew that I was the woman who loved him very much.

"Hemm, yes, Mas. Lika understood, even understood. Tell me, which part of it I couldn't understand all this time?" ask me Azam. Where I am now, I have been beside his body. He turned to look at me. Me too, do the same. He looked in disbelief, when he saw a smile from my face that was no longer acne. Perhaps, Azam would not be conscious. He never noticed me.

But, I see, Mas Azam seems a little surprised. Because our position is very close. Tonight, I even stroked my hair and he must have just noticed. My hair is shaped now. Because I have taken care of and formed it in the subscription salon, Dina.

That day, I reasoned that, Heru was doing a tour from his school. Lying a little is okay, right? After all, there was nothing I harmed from the things I did that day. Did I ask them for money, my husband? Nah! Dina, who gave everything to me. As a sign of gratitude right on the anniversary of her wedding.

Why Mas? Are you confused, just aware of my change? Your fault, don't want to stare even into your own wife's face.

I kept smiling, brushing a little bit of my hair. Then, tuck it behind my ear. I hope Azam can smell this very fragrant shampoku. In fact, even tonight I am wearing a fragrance. I never once smelled when I was with Azam.

I noticed, my husband's son was going up and down. A sign that his passion is beginning to be tempted by my fresh and fragrant appearance. Indeed, my weight is hard to vermak. It took a lot of time to change it again. In fact, everything will be in vain as long as I still consume the hormone progesterone. Alias pregnancy delay pill.

However, if it is related to the skin of the face. Then it's not all that hard. My face is easy to take care of as long as there is capital and time. If you say, Dina .. stay in make over a little direct like the artist.

Ah, I laughed when my best friend joked about my face. I admit, his words are true, because that's why Azam was captivated by me, right?

In fact, in my opinion .. flirtatious widow is less beautiful if only my body shape is still like before. Unfortunately, I never once wore sexy clothes even in front of my own husband. Because, Azam mas do not like if I spend money to buy goods that are not important. He said, to please the husband .. a wife only needs to be meddled on the pot.

But, look at him now.

In fact, both of his eyes seemed to want to jump out when he saw the flirtatious widow wearing clothes lacking materials. If only they realized, if not only Azam mas lured to the beauty of the body so cheaply covered by, Jelita.

"Daddy, I ... Mas, just meant to return his good favor. This is also ... for the good of all of us. Mas, can work again after this," he said began to lose concentration.

Got you, Mum!

...Seriate....